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."
Hungry Monkey spoke expressionlessly, "I don't like becoming a unit of measurement."
Elder Bai continued without paying attention to him, "The 1.7 billion Undead that died in the War of Civilizations can all be utilized by me. As you've also noticed, some are rather disobedient. They're still being tamed. Once they're fully subdued, we should be able to train a vast Undead army."
"As for other effects, I'm still exploring."
"This Life-bound Tomb is too large; even I have not fully examined all the structures within. Every structure inside was formed on its own, and I don't even know what's inside. This will take a lot of time to explore."
"Very well."
Chen Miao chuckled lightly without much significance, nor did he mind anything. Although Elder Bai had not brought him any benefits since he joined the Tomb Guardian team, he had taken away a tremendous advantage from him.
An average person would definitely feel somewhat unpleasant about this.