I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms
Chapter 43: Chapter 42: You can't be gentle when facing the dark, you have to hit them hard.

"Hmm,"

With an expressionless face, Hungry Monkey pretended to be nonchalant as he took the cigarette, lighting it up with composure. After exhaling a puff of smoke, he finally allowed himself a subtle punch in the air behind him, to vent the excitement in his heart.

Monkey!

What a great nickname. Had he really made it to the level of "brother"?

Hey!

Not bad at all!

Chen Miao also casually took the cigarette the man offered him, but instead of lighting it, he held it in his hand and turned to the man before him, speaking softly, "Since you guys are here, have you made up your minds?"

The man before him was none other than Yuan Buping.

He was the one who had taken care of their first foreskin business deal, led people to the clinic seeking revenge only to be beaten up one by one by Doctor Gou, and after a fight became friends, even shared a meal with them.

From a young age, he was determined to right the wrongs in the world and changed his name to Yuan Buping as a mark of his resolve.

Hungry Monkey had added Doctor Gou as a friend and kept in touch with him. According to Doctor Gou, he was almost at Broken Pot City. The overnight escape led to many epiphanies, and once he was settled, he was certain he could expand the family clinic's reputation.

He also mentioned that if they were short-staffed, they could contact Yuan Buping, who was a decent man with ambitions to rise up.

This was most important.

An ambitious man is like a sharp sword, extremely useful when wielded correctly.

The premise is that you can control it.

"Hmm,"

With a hint of feverish excitement, Yuan Buping looked at Chen Miao and eagerly said, "Doctor Gou has already told me, hanging out with Brother Miao can make us Supernatural Occupationists. Brother Miao, rest assured, our band of brothers has grown up together from childhood, our coordination is absolute, and we'll be incredibly efficient!"

"Our occupation is 'Ruffian'."

"Originally, our goal was to level up to a Lv.10 Ruffian, meet the pre-requisite for the special Supernatural Occupation 'Street Wanderer,' and then enter the Supernatural Occupationist field. But since following Brother Miao will make us Supernatural Occupationists faster, we naturally have no problems."

"Besides, we don't really want the 'Street Wanderer' Supernatural Occupation. It's a dead-end job."

There are many Supernatural Occupations in this world.

Popular Supernatural Occupations like 'Gunslinger' and 'Fighter' can be acquired directly through a Job Transfer Book, but generally speaking, these Occupation Inheritance Books aren't cheap.

For special Supernatural Occupations like 'Street Wanderer' and 'Night Beauty,' you don't need a Job Transfer Book; you just need to meet the pre-requisites which often involve leveling up a Lifestyle Occupation to a certain level.

The downside is it takes a long time, and the Supernatural Occupations you get on the way might not suit you very well. And although the Occupations are special, their potential is much lower compared to other popular Supernatural Occupations. However, the upside is quite clear: it doesn't cost any money.

"Hmm,"

Chen Miao nodded slightly, then after a lengthy pause, he casually said, "You guys have also been out and about for quite some time; can't afford an Occupation Inheritance Book?"

"We could afford one, but I was thinking, either we all become Supernatural Beings together, or we all methodically level up the 'Ruffian' occupation. We can't let any brother fall behind."

"Understood."

Chen Miao didn't question this point further. Although he felt these people could pool all their resources into one person, then have that person earn money to support the second one, and both could support the third, gradually getting the whole group on their feet.

But evidently Yuan Buping cared more about brothers advancing and retreating together.

"The conditions have already been discussed online with you. Work for me for one year; during this year, you'll all change careers to 'Gunslingers' and work with me. After a year, I'll take care of each of your Job Transfers. No matter what Supernatural Occupation you want, I'll have the corresponding Job Transfer Books ready, and I'll give each of you an additional 1000 Star Coins,"

"During this year, there will be no extra salary, understand?"

"Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Excitedly straightening up, Yuan Buping yelled, then turned to his brothers dressed in black suits behind him, waving his hand and saying, "What are you waiting for? Call him Brother Miao!"

"Brother Miao!"

"Brother Miao!"

The group of men in black, standing in the alley, looked towards Chen Miao and called out in unison.

"And then there's Monkey."

"Monkey!"

"Yeah."

Hungry Monkey couldn't help but feel a surge of dark joy inside, yet he nodded ever so slightly with an ice-cold expression, signaling them to stop. He was now kind of like a second-in-command, wasn't he? As the boss, he should appear more aloof, with the demeanor of a superior; in the movies, those in charge always kept their emotions under wraps.

This place wasn't exactly the city center, roughly located outside the second ring of Fengtian City.

Not too remote.

The commotion had inevitably caused many passersby at the entrance of the alley to look over, but as soon as they saw a group of men in black suits bowing and bending over to greet a man standing at the alley's entrance, dressed in a dark gold suit and leaning on a cane, they quickly averted their gaze and hurried away as if they had seen nothing.

These days, it's best to avoid watching trouble.

Still, many citizens couldn't help but curse inwardly, lamenting how the Enforcement Bureau of Fengtian City was becoming increasingly negligent. The Black Society was so brazen as to gather in broad daylight, and the authorities really didn't plan to intervene?

Were they just waiting for the New Year to pad their performance figures or what?

This had become an old tradition of the Fengtian City Enforcement Bureau; they would keep track of criminal gangs towards the year-end but wouldn't strike, waiting for the moment before the New Year to sweep them all up in one go, and make a big show of their achievements.

...

"Yeah."

Chen Miao looked at the dozen or so men in front of him, their eyes filled with excitement and anticipation, and he smiled without saying a word, leaning on his cane.

His idea was simple.

He planned to expand on his advantage, and what was his advantage? The nearly unlimited supply of bullets. With that in mind, he intended to drastically widen this advantage.

One of the rewards for leveling up the Nothingness Space to level 3 was a "Firearms Assembly Line."

A single Thomson wasn't powerful enough.

But arm a dozen strong men with a Thomson each, and the resulting firepower would be on a whole new level. Fengtian City was too dangerous, and without preparing more, he felt insecure.

His biggest task for the next three days was to level up the Nothingness Space to level 3. He had been worried about how to achieve this, but the arrival of Zhou Yiming opened up the possibilities. If this deal went smoothly, and everything proceeded perfectly,

These men would join him in the upcoming major battle.

He also planned to buy a heavy-duty box truck. In the future, when they moved out, he would keep the group inside the truck box. When they reached their destination, they would open the side of the box truck, and a dozen Thompson Submachine Guns would extend out in unison before pulling the triggers.

"Ratatat!"

My friend, understand this:

One doesn't fight darkness with tenderness; you've got to rat-a-tat them.

If one rat-a-tat isn't enough, then bring a dozen rat-a-tats.

If a dozen rat-a-tats still aren't enough, it's time to bring out the big guns.

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Yuan Buping, standing opposite Chen Miao, was also grinning excitedly, vaguely envisioning their future fame in Fengtian City.

One year later, a dozen Occupation Inheritance Books and tens of thousands of Star Coins—that was the promise Chen Miao made to them, worth over a million credit points. It was no small sum.

If they dispersed and worked separately, earning a million credit points in a year wouldn't be hard.

But there's a difference between earning a million and saving a million.

And they didn't want to scatter or work demeaning jobs that would crush their spirit. They all wanted to rise up and be someone.

For them, Chen Miao was their greatest benefactor, especially after Doctor Gou told them about how Miao and Monkey had killed 28 Supernaturals in the "Warfire Secret Realm" at level F. They were even more eager about the future following Miao.

A boss who is powerful and intelligent is obviously more worthy of trust.

And during this year, who knows what other opportunities might arise.

These were prospects they would never encounter if they spent another year living as delinquents. Life needs variables, and variables represent opportunities.