I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"Expend 100 Star Coins to manufacture a HK Thompson Submachine Gun."

A new panel popped up on the brand-new gun manufacturing line.

100 Star Coins, which is 4,000 credit points, can be used to buy a HK Thompson Submachine Gun. It's practically a divine artifact for Gunmen in the early stages—an E-class weapon with an extremely high cost-performance ratio.

Normally, Gunman Profession practitioners would use the Occupational Weapon, a Small Revolver, until their Second Turn.

If he hadn't met Doctor Gou and been gifted with that Thompson Submachine Gun by the doctor, he'd probably still be wielding a Small Revolver.

Such an object.

Makes the early stages of a Gunman's life exceedingly comfortable.

Of course... if you can afford the bullets.

But for Chen Miao, all of this was not a problem—his bullets were as plentiful as if they cost nothing. Without much hesitation, he chose to manufacture 17 HK Thompsons.

The manufacturing was fast.

Five per minute, basically.

In a short while, over a dozen fierce and brand-new Thompsons were laid out on the ground, looking like weapons prepared for a minor war.

With this firepower.

It would be overkill for a siege, but for robbing a bank, it would be more than enough.

Only, nobody but fools would rob banks these days; the risk is almost maxed out and the payoff nearly bottomed out. The existence of such acts seems to serve the sole purpose of weeding out the not-so-bright criminals.

...

Inside the cemetery.

On a clearing beside the grove, Hungry Monkey was shouting at Yuan Buping and the others to form three rows and handing out a heap of Thompson Submachine Guns one by one.

Yuan Buping, clad in an E-class protective garment, stood at the very front of the line, accepted the Thompson that Hungry Monkey handed over with his chest puffed out and a slightly excited look, fiddling with it—it was a Supernatural Prop, the standard that marked his official entrance into the Supernatural Occupation!

Although he was currently part of the rather inconspicuous Supernatural Occupation of Gunman, Miao had promised that after a year, he could help them change to any Supernatural Occupation they desired.

The surrounding trees were adorned with quite a few light bulbs. Although not very bright, they still made it possible to see the men's excitement and the distinct contours of their faces under the shadow in the night.

Chen Miao, on the other hand, stood behind Hungry Monkey, draped in a woolen coat and leaning on a cane, silently smiling as he watched this group of men.

An E-class protective garment sells for 10,000 Star Coins.

An F-class protective garment sells for 3,000.

The price difference was not that big—he could afford to buy 17 E-class protective garments.

Only... a clear hierarchy is more conducive to fostering the initiative and better management of these individuals.

At the very least, the men under Yuan Buping needed a goal to strive for. To get these men to work for him, a promise of a goal a year later wasn't enough; they needed a short-term sweetener like that "AI pill," followed by short-term objectives to strive for.

He planned to promote someone to be Yuan Buping's assistant after some time.

This way, the men—who originally were on the same level—would see one of their brothers climbing above them in this limited environment, and this would create a feeling of disequilibrium in their hearts. This strife would make them work harder to show off their capabilities and climb higher.

And thus he would have at his disposal a team craving achievements and eager for combat, infused with morale. Once their fighting spirit was groomed, they would become a sharp dagger in his hand.

He shifted his gaze from the men to the massive countdown silhouetted against the night sky and the dark clouds.

"Time remaining until the next major event 'Coward's Special' begins—42 hours."

When this major event first appeared, he was powerless as a chicken, and now, he had begun to amass a degree of strength. He wasn't overly concerned about this so-called combat-type major event but was actually looking forward to it a bit.

Right at this moment—

An alert suddenly resounded in the ears of everyone within the jurisdiction of Fengtian City.

"Ding, a random event 'boss siege' will appear in 3 seconds at Sankui Wasteland in Fengtian City."

"Please all players prepare."

"The player who deals the most damage to the boss and lands the final hit will receive a special reward."

The announcement dropped.

Yuan Buping and the others, who were excitedly conversing, were suddenly frozen in place, a flicker of panic flashing through their eyes. Damn it, theoretically, this kind of random event should happen about eight or nine times a year, and they had become accustomed to it.

Regardless of the random event,

whether it was a boss attacking the city or a beast tide attacking the city.

It had nothing to do with them; the Fengtian City Government would handle it properly, and it rarely caused much impact on Fengtian City.

But now was different!

This damn boss appeared on the Sankui Wasteland, and their "Eternal" cemetery was situated right in the middle of the direct line between Sankui Wasteland and Fengtian City, meaning there was a great chance that the boss would trample through their cemetery before breaking into Fengtian City!

Yuan Buping didn't speak, but he hastily looked up at Chen Miao, waiting for Chen Miao to issue a directive to flee.

Even though they were each armed with a Thompson submachine gun and weren't short on bullets, this boss was not one of the ordinary bosses found in secret realms, but a city-attacking boss! It was essentially an existence that nearly a thousand official Supernatural Occupation users had to work together to take down!

With just a few of them, there was no chance of holding it back.

Moreover, the boss's target was very clear: attacking the city. As long as they got out of the way, the boss wouldn't chase after them.

The Hungry Monkey, who realized this too, excitedly propped a hammer on his shoulder and started smiling with glee: "Looks like we've got ourselves a boss reward for free, awesome! Miao, we need to run fast to make sure no one steals our reward."

Others might not understand Miao's strength, but he had witnessed it firsthand today; he didn't believe there was anything that could withstand a burst from Miao's weapon.

"..."

After his lips twitched slightly, Yuan Buping stiffly reminded, "Uh, Monkey, generally speaking, city-attacking bosses are quite strong, and I'm afraid we might not be able to hold up with just us here."
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"We can hold up."

"It still might be a bit difficult to hold..."

"We can hold up."

"Just..."

"I said we can hold up, so we can hold up, why the hell are you blabbering so much for?" the Hungry Monkey turned, looking at Yuan Buping with an unfriendly expression: "Stop flapping your gums and hurry up; tonight you are going to learn what it means to see the sky light up."

At this moment, Chen Miao had already turned around, leaning on his cane, his pupils shimmering with anticipation as he walked out of the cemetery.

A boss?

Will it withstand a burst from his weapon?

If it can withstand it,

I wonder how many bursts it can take?

As he passed the security room, Chen Miao noticed the usually hard-of-hearing security old man deftly gathering his belongings into a bag, not even leaving behind the old-fashioned boxy television, and without giving Chen Miao and the others a glance, he jogged off into the distance without looking back.

His movements were incredibly agile.

"Hey."

The Hungry Monkey who was following behind Chen Miao heading out couldn't help but feel amused seeing this: "Isn't this old man hard of hearing? Every time I talk to him, I have to shout for a long time. How come he heard the announcement so clearly today?"

This announcement echoed in the dead of night.

Many citizens were already asleep by this time, and few heard the announcement; even those who did hear didn't pay much attention, after all, the Fengtian City Government was expected to handle such city assaults well.

The next day, they could read the detailed events in the newspaper, such as the triumphant victory led by so-and-so.

...

Ten minutes later.

Chen Miao and his companions appeared on the edge of Sankui Wasteland, their faces slightly stern as they looked towards the city-attacking BOSS who was striding towards them from not far away.

"Seems... a bit hard to deal with, Miao."

The Hungry Monkey glanced at the boss's seven or eight-meter-long gigantic mace, then looked down at the small hammer in his own hand, involuntarily swallowing his saliva with a shocked expression, murmuring softly, "Maybe we should head into the city to hide?"

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