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I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

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."

Medieval rabbit · Ficção Científica
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417 Chs

Chapter 300: "Are you a fighter now; have you opened a spicy soup shop?

Apart from that, no other information was known.

"Yes, it's exactly what you're thinking,"

The young man pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his chest, handed one to Chen Miao and the Hungry Monkeys, then lit one for himself and tossed it into his mouth, exhaling a long plume of smoke before he continued, "And the size of the actual hole can vary greatly."

"It might be a water pipe that has gone un-repaired for years and developed a leak."

"It could also be a small pit on a rooftop that was pummelled by hail."

"More likely, it's a gutter that's torn a hole."

"It could even be a man's asshole."

"There are just too many possibilities. How many holes are there on Blue Star? There're simply too many to count. Trying to find the real body of this huge hole from the countless infinite ones is like looking for a fantasy in a night talk."