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Chapter 98: Chapter 97: "How is it, is the power still sufficient?

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Although these people would still be stuck at Level 10 for life, the fact that there was no limit to Skill Proficiency meant that even at Level 10, their potential wasn't capped. Instead, since there were no other options to increase their cap,

they could focus more on improving their Skill Proficiency.

All that was needed was to collect some items that could accelerate the enhancement of their Skill Proficiency, and that would be enough.

Even if a player's level was only at 10, when their Skill Proficiency was at several hundred levels, no one would dare to underestimate them.

It's a shame...

His power currently had no players from Good Cat City, but even so, this Faction Effect was extremely suitable for them. If in the future he encountered a suitable talent from Good Cat City, with this Faction Effect, as soon as he recruited, they would surely join.

Put simply,

as soon as this Faction Effect leaked out, the next day there would be a large number of Good Cat City players replaceing him, begging to join his power.

The reason why many Supernaturals chose to join a power, wasn't it just for a promising Faction Effect?

"These thousands of Star Coins were well spent."

Chen Miao looked at the S-grade Faction Effect and couldn't help grinning ear to ear; he had said earlier that if he could get an S-grade Faction Effect suitable for them for just over 4000 Star Coins, he wouldn't even blink an eye.

What day is it today?

Is his luck really this good?

He felt he needed to be careful over the next few days; he always felt his good fortune for the following days might have already been used up.

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Feeling pleased, Chen Miao leisurely washed up, sat outside the tomb chamber, and had just lit up a cigarette when Zhou Shen, dressed in casual clothes, strode over with a nod and a smile.

"You're early today. Isn't your first day in office? Why aren't you on duty and instead come here so early?"

Zhou Shen looked serious and did not speak. Instead, he knelt down on the spot and began, full of gratitude, "Miao is joking. Zhou knows his own abilities very well—it's all thanks to Miao's support that I've reached this position. Without Miao, I could never have made it here in my life."

"Before taking office, of course, I should come and express my thanks to Miao."

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"The promise I made before still stands. In the future, whatever task Miao asks of me, Zhou will definitely not refuse, regardless of whether I can do it or not."

Honestly, he felt a bit awkward.

After all, these past few days, in order to get to this position, he used too many tactics to stimulate Chen Miao, which were very crude, and Chen Miao was naturally not deceived. But at that time, he was determined in his heart, thinking that as long as he could get to this position, nothing else mattered.

Now that he really was in this position and recalled what he'd said these past few days, he couldn't help but want to bury his head in a hole, feeling utterly embarrassed.

"It's nothing."

Chen Miao looked at Zhou Shen with a half-smile and said, "Get up. You're such a high-ranking official now, don't keep kneeling; it doesn't look good if people see you."

"Okay."

Zhou Shen slowly got up, took a deep breath before speaking again, "Miao, I wonder if there's a chance for Zhou to join the Tomb Guardian family. I also want to strive with the brothers, to slowly promote Tomb Guardian to a higher-level power."

"Of course, there is, why wouldn't there be?"

Chen Miao immediately sent a power invitation to Zhou Shen, and with Zhou Shen's joining, their power value instantly reached nearly 30,000, with Zhou Shen alone contributing 18,000 Combat Power.

One person provided nearly 20,000 power value.

"Wow."

Chen Miao raised his brows in mild surprise, "18,000 Combat Power? You're quite strong, aren't you?"

"Miao flatters me."

Having just joined the Tomb Guardian Power and seeing that Miao's Combat Power was only 7800, Zhou Shen's mouth twitched uncontrollably. Miao's Combat Power 7800? He just didn't believe it!

Let's not even consider the firepower shown during the major events and the siege boss kills; just the ten missiles that he provided in the Wooden Man Secret Realm were definitely worth more than 7800 Combat Power, at least above 70,000!

Miao must have held back in the Combat Power Evaluation Secret Realm, and quite a bit at that!

Zhou could be sure that the ten missiles Miao had stored in his Cursed Doll were Miao's attack maneuvers, not some one-time special items, for items cannot be stored within other items.

He had now become the person with the highest apparent Combat Power in the power.

But for some reason,

the moment he joined the power, he felt closer to Chen Miao and the others. There was a sense that they were all really struggling together, distinct from the average Supernatural freelancers. For these institutional personnel, once they joined a power, they were basically transparent to the outside world.

It was clear at a glance on the leaderboard.

This also meant that they were basically bound to this power, and even if he left this power in the future, to outsiders, his actions were still inextricably linked to this power.

Usually, when cooperating with other powers, they kept it to an extent beneficial to both, never bringing up the matter of joining a power. It was necessary to leave room for maneuver and not to tie oneself down completely.

And Zhou Shen's move was a gamble, a huge one at that.

He went all-in with all his chips.

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For some reason, Zhou Shen had a hunch that this period might just be the most useful moment to have his Deputy Director of the Event Bureau title for Miao. The payoff for going all-in now was the largest.

Once Miao truly rose to power, it would be meaningless for him to go all-in.

He knew some secrets about Miao better than outsiders did and always felt that Miao could rise quickly and to heights that ordinary people couldn't reach.

"Hm?"

Just then—

Zhou Shen's breath momentarily halted, and he looked at the Faction Effect incredulously with slightly pale features, his voice involuntarily rising in pitch, "An S-tier Faction Effect, Absolute Focus???"

He nearly went mad.

It was unthinkable to replace an S-tier Faction Effect in a Level 2 faction.

The odds of randomly obtaining an S-tier Faction Effect were many times smaller than winning the lottery. To his knowledge, so far in Fengtian City, there were only two factions that possessed an S-tier Faction Effect.

One was the Chi Family, and the other was the Black Hand Gang.

The Chi Family ranked third in Fengtian City's total Power Value leaderboard.

The Black Hand Gang was the largest underground force in Fengtian City.

Neither of these two forces was easy to mess with. It's said that the Black Hand Gang's S-tier Faction Effect was a stroke of incredible luck on the part of the gang's founder, while the Chi Family had bought theirs. They purchased that faction and renamed it to the Chi Family, then transferred their original faction to this new one.

Rumor had it the cost was over 50 million Credit Points, but the exact figure was unclear.

For many major factions, an S-tier Faction Effect represented not just practical effects, but also prestige. A large faction without an S-tier Faction Effect always gave the impression of not living up to its name.

Just like the top-tier factions in Jingjiu City, which one didn't possess an S-tier Faction Effect?

Without an S-tier Faction Effect, it meant you simply couldn't squeeze into the circle of top-tier factions. The standards become finer the higher up the circle you go.

And now, he was seeing an S-tier Faction Effect within the "Tomb Guardian" faction.

If Miao was willing to sell this faction now, to put it bluntly, he would become instantly rich. There would be no need to consider becoming a Supernatural anymore, as the money earned would be enough to live worry-free for a lifetime, with no way to spend it all. Just think of the daily interest from the bank.

"Hm."

Seeing Zhou Shen's somewhat exaggerated reaction, Chen Miao chuckled and said, "Got lucky. You don't need to overreact though. I originally got an A-tier Faction Effect but thought it was mediocre, so I rerolled it. Didn't expect to get something better."

"A-tier..."

Zhou Shen stood frozen in place, completely dumbfounded. He rerolled an A-tier Faction Effect?

Any sane person who encountered an A-tier Faction Effect would never choose to reroll it!

Even if the Faction Effect was useless to you, selling it could earn you enough money to create several new factions. You could slowly try for others. Who would reroll a guaranteed A-tier Faction Effect? That's madness!

The result of rerolling was almost 100% certain to be worse than the A-tier Faction Effect.

He opened and closed his mouth without making a sound, then fell silent. He wanted to say something, but it seemed unnecessary, especially since Chen Miao had then managed to get an S-tier Faction Effect. Was this what being a son of fortune was like?

Suddenly, he didn't see Miao's rise as a matter of chance, but as something inevitable.

This was fate, blessed with fortune.

Stunned into silence, Zhou Shen struggled to swallow after quite a while. He then tried to shift the topic to lighten the mood, looking up at Miao with a bitter expression.

"Miao, I just remembered, why did you load the Cursed Doll with 10 missiles?"

"Although I hoped that you would equip it with some powerful offensive capabilities, aren't missiles a bit over the top? That firepower seems excessive. It was just an F-tier secret realm; it wasn't worth you making such a grand gesture."

"I almost didn't make it out of there."

"Luckily, the missiles killed the boss before they killed me, and I was ejected from the secret realm. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to stand here talking to you, Miao."

He was still shaken by the event; it was the closest he had ever been to death in his life, never before had he taken the concept of dying so seriously.

"Missiles?"

Chen Miao frowned slightly, exhaled a puff of smoke, and mused for a moment before casually responding, "Oh, you talking about that? No missiles were loaded, just put in 10 bullets."

"How were they? Did you replace the firepower sufficient?"

"Worried they wouldn't be enough for you, I put in 10 large bullets."

"Bullets?"

Zhou Shen, whose mouth had just shut, once again unconsciously fell agape, frozen and utterly shocked.

You call those bullets?

What kind of gun can fit bullets over a meter in diameter, complete with shockwaves and explosive effects, not to mention mushroom clouds?