I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms
Chapter 94: Chapter 93: "Do you believe I can smash this shop for you?

```

With its low cost and good flavor, it was a favorite among the lower-class laborers.

But his own daughter wouldn't have eaten, let alone seen, such a thing. How then did she come to know about it?

"A classmate told me about it."

"Who told you?"

"It was that girl from the Chi Family. Dad, you had me pass on a message to her before. She told me someone said that the tastiest thing in winter is roasted sweet potatoes."

"..."

Zhou Shen fell silent for a moment before nodding, "Alright."

...

Thirty minutes later.

Zhou Shen and his daughter appeared on a bustling street crowded with dirt-smudged men wearing safety helmets, each holding a roasted sweet potato and chatting with each other, all smiles and laughter.

"Delicious."

The little girl bit into her roasted sweet potato contentedly, then opened her watch to snap a selfie, ready to show off at school: "Dad, this roasted sweet potato is so yummy, how much did it cost?"

"3 credit points."

"That's so cheap."

"Hmm..."

After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Shen said uncertainly, "Don't tell people at school that you've eaten a roasted sweet potato after you get back."

"Ah, why not?"

The girl looked up at her father, somewhat puzzled.

"I'm worried that if other kids hear you say it's tasty, they'll also pester their parents to let them have one."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"No, some parents can't accept their child asking for a roasted sweet potato. In their minds, roasted sweet potatoes and the people here represent the very bottom of society. They can't bear their children touching these things, that would make them feel as if their sacred feathers have been sullied."

"Oh."

The girl looked down at the appetizing, steaming sweet potato in her hand. After a while, she mumbled, "How could anyone be sullied by just tasting something as delicious as a roasted sweet potato? I think it's those people who have sullied the roasted sweet potato."

Afterwards, Zhou Shen fell silent, inwardly worried and feeling a sense of unease.

He knew that Chen Miao had no connections with the Chi Family, just some coincidental contact with the little princess of the Chi Family. He thought the matter was over, but the two seemed to still be in touch. What if the little princess of the Chi Family went home and told her parents she wanted to eat a roasted sweet potato?

Given the temperament of the Chi Family, they would certainly bristle at the idea and investigate who had corrupted their little princess.

If this came back to Chen Miao, it could become tricky to handle.

A moment later, Zhou Shen pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind, planning to discuss them with Miao the next time he saw Chen Miao. He squeezed out a smile, took his daughter's hand, and said, "Let's go. Don't think about these things today."

"Let's have a good time tonight. This is our last night in Fengtian City walking with our heads down."

"We won't have to walk with our heads down anymore?"

The girl really couldn't understand what her father meant.

"In the future, we won't need to bend over anymore, hahaha."

...

Night fell.

```

Hungry Monkey and the others had already drifted off to dreamland, and the weather was gradually growing colder. Although it hadn't fully entered winter, the temperature had already become somewhat unbearable, and the first snow of winter hadn't fallen yet.

Chen Miao lay in his Pitch-Black Coffin, feeling the temperature inside the coffin and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

It had to be said that the insulation of the coffin was actually not bad, though it was a bit unlucky.

He toyed with the Taboo Item "Undying Loyalty" in his hand.

He was still baffled by what had happened in the cemetery during the day. Although Zhou Shen had told him it wasn't due to any curse or supernatural event, just such an incident, the fact that 18 people had consecutively committed suicide over the death of the previous one, all at the same time,

was still the same method of suicide.

He would rather believe that Hungry Monkey would remain single for life than accept this as reality.

The dagger in his hand seemed to be an utterly ordinary dagger with nothing remarkable about it. If it weren't for the panel, such an item discarded by the roadside would hardly attract anyone's attention. The bloodstain on the blade could no longer be washed off, giving it an added chill.

When a person's emotions are on the verge of collapse, it can infinitely amplify the death wish in their heart.

What use was this effect?

He couldn't say, but after all, it was the first Taboo Item he had encountered, so he kept it, intending to study it slowly and see if he could figure something out, unlike his Taboo Item.

In Sang Biao's hands in Fengtian City, that D-level Taboo Item "Neglected Corner Person" could make one's subconscious be ignored by everyone, which seemed a bit more useful.

But after much study, he couldn't figure out anything.

Sleepiness gradually overcame him.

And he fell into a deep sleep.

Another day had passed.

...

At the same time, in "Broken Pot City," Doctor Gou was sitting in the hall of his clinic, which was about to close. He had removed his white coat and was just about to turn off the lights when he looked at the group of people who had barged into the clinic.

Seven or eight burly men, holding various weapons.

The man leading them, with a face full of flesh and a fierce look, pointed at Doctor Gou and sneered, "You old fart, we told you yesterday to have the money ready for today. I'm here to collect it, so what's the meaning of you trying to close early?"

"You trying to run away?"

"Believe it or not, I will smash up this joint of yours?"

"On this street, no one has ever dared to short me on money."

"..."

Just as he was about to turn off the lights, Doctor Gou slowly stopped his movements and looked at the men in front of him, who were merely level 3 supernaturals. He suddenly felt a sense of absurdity. Before coming to Broken Pot City, he had never imagined a level 3 supernatural could be so arrogant.

Continue your journey with m|v-l'-NovelFire.net

These were the people who had come to collect protection fees.

It was said that they were in charge of this street. As someone who they naturally wouldn't deal with, could he, an 18-level Sword Emperor, really be extorted for protection fees?

The city-state effect of Broken Pot City was—

"Within the city, any player is invulnerable to damage from other players, and likewise, cannot inflict damage on other players within the confines of Broken Pot City, including car accidents, stabbing, sudden murder, etc."

Perhaps emboldened by this, these people were so arrogant. After all, they didn't need to worry about being beaten to death, as long as they stayed within the city area. Those who ran shops feared their stores being smashed, and since these people didn't own shops, without any worries, they naturally became the more imposing force.

The rats were now riding on the cat's head.

This absurd situation made Doctor Gou burst into laughter. With a calm expression and a glint of murderous intent in his eyes, he looked at the few rows of people and laughed, "Even a level 3 supernatural can be this arrogant?"

"Guess how many supernaturals I've killed in my life?"

"How many seconds do you think it would take for me to kill you?"