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."
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Meanwhile—
Elder Bai, flung across the boundary by Hungry Monkey, had just snapped awake from a dream during his sharp descent. Not yet having landed, he suddenly saw countless bullets materializing out of nowhere, shooting through the air down toward the ground.
In almost an instant—
Elder Bai's face, already pale from age, suddenly turned ashen as a trace of fear flickered through his eyes. Not waiting to hit the ground, he curled his legs up while still in mid-air and frantically began forming seals with his hands.
He knew the might of Miao's nuclear strike.
He couldn't withstand it.
By the time those bullets hit the ground and triggered explosions, they would have melted him on the spot. It was fortunate he was a second late; if he had been a second earlier, those bullets would not be appearing beneath his feet but above his head.
There wouldn't even be a need to wait for the bullets to cause an explosion upon impact.