Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."
And he cast a plea for help with his eyes.
It was quite apparent that the old man might really only remember that his task was to guard the tomb, and such needs had probably never crossed his mind.
These two girls were indeed very dedicated, and they didn't mind the old man's somewhat stinky socks; they approached, knelt down on the ground, and used their mouths to help the old man take off his socks, an action that made his heart rate suddenly skyrocket.
"It's over..."
Looking down at the two young girls in front of him, the old man murmured in a trance, "This is a sin, oh how could I do this, at my age corrupting you two young girls, this is a great sin."
"No, no, you girls should go," he urged.
Chen Miao smiled as he watched the situation in the guard room and again waved his hand, signaling Hungry Monkey and others to draw the curtains of the guard room so as not to disturb the old man's family bliss.