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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 · Khoa huyễn
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
390 Chs

Chapter 183: The Death of Lord Miao.

It is said that a long time ago.

Someone indeed used the citywide loudspeaker system for advertising. At first, people were intrigued and didn't mind the novelty; it even proved quite effective, but as time passed, they gradually grew tired of these intrusive advertisements.

They even started to resist them. No matter the brand, if they advertised this way, they faced a firm boycott.

A consensus had formed.

Thus, the number of businesses choosing to advertise this way dwindled.

Until it was completely phased out, after all, the ROI had become so low, it plunged into the negatives.

And for Chen Miao, this advertising method was pretty much useless.

"..."

Chen Miao looked at his newly upgraded item panel with a hint of helplessness and heaved a light sigh. Although he had known the symbolic significance of this tool far exceeded its actual utility, it was, after all, a C-grade item. To have such effects, he didn't really know what to say.