I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms
Chapter 78: Chapter 77: This person seems somewhat familiar.

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Soon—

a series of prompt tones sounded in his ear.

"Ding, congratulations, you killed a Ragworm monster and gained 2 points."

"Ding, congratulations, you killed a Tiny Mantis monster and gained 3 points."

"Ding, congratulations, you killed the player Qiu Yi and gained 1 point."

"Ding..."

Anything within range, be it an object or a creature, was suffering an unspeakably brutal attack at the moment—an attack utterly impossible to dodge or resist.

Ten minutes later,

Chen Miao climbed out of the pit and glanced around the open scenery with satisfaction, nodding, "This is much more convenient now."

By this time, all the surrounding trees had fallen, leaves, branches, and bushes were shattered and scattered on the ground, leaving only some bullet-riddled trunks standing on the soil, with quite a few glinting points of light still visible.

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These points of light must be treasure chests.

And his score had already reached 68, instantly placing him at the top of the Great Event leaderboard.

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"..."

Now back in the white space, Qiu Yi stared blankly at his death replay, Who was he?

He was Qiu Yi!

He was from Good Cat City!

The city-effect benefit of Good Cat City was—

"All players born in Good Cat City and who choose a Supernatural Occupation will receive 20,000 Star Coins upon leveling up to lv.1 but can never advance beyond level 10."

A typical early-game powerhouse, late-game washout benefit.

20,000 Star Coins let all Supernaturals from Good Cat City max out their Combat Power in the early stages; there are few Supernaturals in the Federation who can outmatch them at level 3, this is the consensus, except for those from Jingjiu City—those people are unreasonable.

For this kind of large-scale event with a level cap, it has always been Good Cat City's strong suit. He just happened to be in Fengtian City and thought of casually taking the first place for fun.

To them, since they couldn't advance beyond level 10 anyway, changing professions and retraining were practically of no cost.

After all, they were permanently changing professions and retraining; he had already trained in 6 different occupations, and all the Skill Proficiency that could be gained within level 10 had been maxed out. He was preparing to challenge for "Omniscient."

A Hidden Occupation.

It allowed one to simultaneously develop several occupations, which was a significant boost for people from Good Cat City. Since they couldn't level up anymore, having more skills was naturally more powerful. To others, it seemed too lazy, and they were better off improving their primary occupation.

The method to obtain this Hidden Occupation was not difficult.

One only needed to level ten different Supernatural Occupations to level 10 and bring each corresponding skill proficiency to level 3 to acquire this Hidden Occupation.

He entered this grand event full of confidence, glanced around to ensure there were no enemies and was about to start a sweep when his stomach suddenly hurt. He found some bushes to relieve himself behind, and just as he squatted down, he felt something wasn't quite right.

Instinctively looking back, he saw a hail-like barrage of bullets enveloping him,

It was as if—

thousands of gunmen were standing by his side, holding guns and executing him.

"..."

Qiu Yi, still in the white space, looked at the "Return to Battlefield?" option that popped up on the panel in front of him. After gritting his teeth and agonizing for a while, he chose to give up. It was somewhat embarrassing, but it was evident that monsters had appeared in this grand event.

If he returned to the battlefield, he might truly die there.

Each city.

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Every once in a while, a major event would occur, which was always broadcast live. Often, some monsters would make their first appearance during these major events, and it was clear that monsters had appeared in this one as well.

Based on his life experience, one should never share the stage with monsters.

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"Boss."

Inside the Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau, in Zhou Shen's office, a man with a full beard hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "Can we really trust Miao? After all, he's just one person, and only a level 3 gunman at that. He doesn't have any power backing him. Shouldn't we try aligning with another power?"

This man was Zhou Shen's confidant.

He was privy to things that outsiders generally didn't know.

He knew that the Chen Miao the Federal Government was looking for was the same backer his boss had sought, and he also knew that his boss had already thrown his lot in with this person. However, he thought that at best, Chen Miao was just a slightly more powerful gunman with no connections whatsoever.

If they switched to another power, he felt certain his boss could go much further.

"Switch?"

Zhou Shen, leaning back in his chair, lit a cigar and brought it to his lips, scoffing coldly, "And switch to whom? Who wants me? Aren't they all laughing at me now? Aren't they all mocking me behind my back for messing up their plans in previous years and now shamelessly wanting a slice of their cake?"

"Other than Miao, do we have any other options?"

"It wasn't us who chose Miao; it was Miao who chose us."

"We have no one but Miao to choose from, yet Miao has plenty of other choices besides us."

"I have no other options, the only one willing to help me is Miao."

"As soon as I make it to the position of Deputy Director of the Events Bureau, the first thing I'm going to investigate is who kidnapped my wife back then."

"Although Miao doesn't have much of a background, he has great potential. A mere level 3 gunman capable of soloing a siege boss, given time, I believe he can become a legend in Fengtian City, and at that time, our fortunes will naturally rise along with his."

And just then—

Zhou Shen looked at the live broadcast projected mid-air, showing a scene as if it had been destroyed by missiles, and chuckled softly without speaking, merely taking a light puff from the cigar in his hand.

He alone knew that Chen Miao was certain to be the victor of this major event.

There would be no one else.

An existence capable of soloing the siege boss in such a beginner-level major event would be as unstoppable as a boss unto itself.

Perhaps because he was too engrossed in watching, he subconsciously took a strong drag on his cigar and inhaled it, which made him cough violently. He looked at the cigar in his hand with annoyance and frustration and roared, "This is too damn choking!"

He wasn't a cigar smoker.

He was a cigarette smoker.

Cigarettes could be inhaled into the lungs, but cigars could not; they were very irritating.

But all those bigshots smoked cigars, and he was about to be appointed as Deputy Director of the Events Bureau—a person of actual power—so naturally, he had to start learning the lifestyle of the upper class in advance.

It just seemed that it didn't suit him very well.

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And just then—

The woman who had once sold the Hungry Monkey Cemetery lay frozen in place with her boyfriend as they watched the live broadcast. When they saw Chen Miao on the screen, they both suddenly stiffened.

This person looks somewhat familiar.

Isn't that the man who stood next to the Hungry Monkey with a cane that day?

Wait a minute...

There's no mistake, is there? If she hadn't misremembered, she had once mocked the Hungry Monkey. Surely Hungry Monkey couldn't come back for revenge, right? It shouldn't be possible... after all, Hungry Monkey is a rather magnanimous person.