I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"Okay, next."

Chen Miao, holding a revolver, walked up to the next man seeking explanation, "It's your turn, how do you want to play?"

"Can I not play?"

"If you don't want to play, what are you standing here for?"

"I want to join the Tomb Guardians, is that possible?"

"..."

Chen Miao fell silent for a while before shaking his head and saying, "The 'Tomb Guardians' are full, we're not recruiting at the moment, if there's nothing else, next."

...

Soon.

It didn't take long.

All the men demanding an explanation had received one, except for the first two, the others chose to back down, and they all signed letters of understanding. After all, not many dared to gamble with their lives.

The people on the wasteland gradually dispersed.

This matter also came to a temporary dramatic conclusion.

Whether or not there was retaliation afterwards didn't really matter, with the letter of understanding in hand, the law was on his side, and whoever dared to make a move, he wouldn't just talk like he did today.

The sky gradually began to lighten.

The people from the Sankui Wasteland had all dispersed, leaving only Hungry Monkey Chen Miao and his group.

"That..."

Zhou Shen, looking a bit distressed, cautiously approached Chen Miao and whispered, "Miao, I'm sorry, the situation was urgent at the time, I had no better choice, so I had to resort to this strategy."

The trouble he brought to Miao tonight was indeed quite a mess.

Apart from the loss of over ten million credit points, it also made Miao talk nicely to those rats, and he knew Miao didn't like to talk so much. Under normal circumstances, Miao might have already pulled out a submachine gun.

"It's okay."

Chen Miao shook his head and patted Zhou Shen's shoulder with a smile, "It was all worth it, I will return the credit points I borrowed from you today, the gains from this incident are not small, everything was worth it."

"You made the best choice."

"Without you, I might not even be able to stand here alive."

"Even if given another chance, it would still be the right choice. I didn't misjudge you, you are still capable."

He admitted that he was a bit greedy, taking on passengers until the very last few stops, which left Zhou Shen and the others with less and less time to complete their task, had he not taken on passengers at the last few stops.

There would've been no need to find that six-fingered man, and no such big commotion would've arisen.

But it was all worth it.

The gains from the Hell Bus this time far exceeded those from the previous major events, and the thought of those reward prompts made Chen Miao's mouth uncontrollably stretch to his ears.

It has to be said.

Risk indeed correlates directly with reward.

Seeing Miao speak this way, Zhou Shen's heart, which had been hanging, also relaxed a bit. He could tell that Miao was in a good mood and he breathed a sigh of relief, smiling, "Then I won't bother Miao any longer, you haven't slept all night in the incident either."

"I won't delay you."

"I'll head back first."

"Yeah, go ahead."

Chen Miao also didn't feel like continuing the conversation. He was indeed tired from his time in the Hell Bus, and all he wanted was to quickly return to the graveyard, lie in his coffin, go through the gains of the day, and then fall into deep sleep.

He would deal with the remaining matters once he woke up.

...

The day had dawned.

Zhou Shen, who had just returned home, received an appointment from the Fengtian City Government, he had been suspended.

The position of Deputy Director of the Event Bureau that had just come into his hands was gone.

But Zhou Shen couldn't help but crack a smile because there was another message behind this appointment.

"In light of Zhou Shen's successful overnight operation to clean up the dark underbelly of Fengtian City's North City District, he is exceptionally promoted to the position of Director of the Event Bureau."

Yes.

He had been promoted.

This really is a dog's mess of a world, he had stirred up Fengtian City overnight into complete chaos, and when daylight came, not only did he not lose his head, but he was promoted instead. Who do you even talk to about this?

How should those behind the thugs vent their frustration?

They planned to settle scores once the day broke, but they hadn't even started when the other party was already promoted.

What was a night of criminal activity magically transformed into a fight against the dark side.

Pretty good.

After freshening up, Zhou Shen, in his pajamas, lay on the sofa, looking at the morning news which had already started reporting on last night's incident. With all the commotion, they certainly had to explain the situation to the citizens.

In the news,

He, Deputy Director Zhou Shen, led the Enforcement Bureau and the Event Bureau in the arrest of numerous wanted criminals who posed a serious danger to social stability, and the TV station was loudly singing his praises.

Clearly, the TV reporter must also be quite tired, having to write the copy early in the morning.

"Hmm~"

Although he was a little tired, Zhou Shen, feeling exceptionally good, leaned back on the sofa, turned his head to look at the snowflakes slowly falling outside the window. It had started snowing, the first snow of the winter in Fengtian City.

Holding a cup of coffee and wrapped in his bathrobe, he walked to the window to watch the falling snowflakes and listened to the soft snores of his daughter sleeping on the sofa, feeling utterly content. Life seemed to be moving in a good direction.

Maybe...

One day, his daughter would become a true second-generation authority figure.

She could be like Yu'er, pursued and fawned over by countless people in school.

She wouldn't have to live by others' faces like he did.

...

"Awesome!!!"

At this moment, outside a breakfast shop, Chi Qiu was incredulously staring at the latest information in his hands. He had just found out that Chen Miao had survived the night, in the fixed event no less: the Hell Bus incident with a full load of 18 people, number 128.

The historical death rate was 100%.

Yet Chen Miao had come out alive.

This meant that Chen Miao's strength had reached a level Chi Qiu could hardly imagine.

"What do you think, Ke Gou?"

"Badass."

Ke Gou, with a complex expression, could only give such an assessment after a long while. As the dog-headed military advisor, he was also somewhat shocked. He had his own story, but it was only after experiencing betrayal that he gave up on himself and became a homeless person.

After being kindly saved by Chi Qiu,

he decided to forget his past and start a new life, aiming to give Chi Qiu the return he deserved.

But even so, Ke Gou could only give the two-word assessment: badass. He might be the person in this city most familiar with the Hell Bus event, knowing full well how high the death rate was.

For Chen Miao to come out of this event alive signified many things.

...

"Pretty good, pretty good..."

In the study room, the mayor of Fengtian City was cheerfully laughing. He didn't care about how many people died tonight; he only cared about whether, with Chen Miao as Fengtian City's representative this year, he could achieve a better result than the previous year.

It seemed that Chen Miao was quite a bit stronger than Sang Biao.

After all, if it were Sang Biao, he probably couldn't have come out alive from a fully-loaded Hell Bus.

Zhou Shen's appointment was issued personally by him.

The more dangerous the event, the higher the rewards. The rewards for the Hell Bus event with a 100% death rate were definitely not low. After digesting all these rewards, Chen Miao's strength would undoubtedly be greater than before.

He even felt that there was no need for Chen Miao to compare himself with Sang Biao anymore.

He could directly replace him.

...

Dawn broke, and the absurdity of the previous night finally came to an end. Many people were discussing the events of the previous night.

And the main character of last night's absurdity was now lying in his coffin, tallying his gains.

There were far too many rewards; if he hadn't had his own Nothingness Space, he probably couldn't have fit them all. His gains were more than the others, as he had invited quite a few guests.

First was the prompt for clearing the event.

'Ding, congratulations to player Chen Miao for successfully clearing the Hell Bus fixed event numbered 128. As a ticket collector, you perfectly fulfilled your duty, collecting tickets from every passenger, and you have also earned a large number of ticket rewards.'

'And you escorted over 30 wronged souls, fulfilling their regrets and sending them for reincarnation.'

'You receive the special general E-grade item "Immeasurable Merit".'

'As a reward for successfully clearing the Hell Bus fixed event numbered 128, the rewards are as follows—'

'Star Coins *100k, D-grade random item treasure chest *1, a Hidden Job Transfer Book related to the player's own occupation *1, and Special Item Fragment *1.'

The item 'Immeasurable Merit' was his unique reward; the following four rewards were available to all players who cleared the event, and to be honest, these rewards were more than generous.

That was just the basic reward.

Plus the rewards gained within the two bonus levels, for one event, these rewards were already substantial.

100k Star Coins was a significant amount.

There was also a random item treasure chest, a Hidden Job Transfer Book applicable to the player, and a Special Item Fragment *1. It could be imagined that people like Doctor Gou and Old Gao had reaped a full harvest from this trip.

But these rewards were just the tip of the iceberg for him; the real wealth was in the ticket rewards given by those passengers.

And the colorful item given by that dog.

"..."

Chen Miao took out the colorful item from his backpack and looked at its details with mixed feelings, unable to understand why that dog would want to give him such a precious item.

Even if the item was specifically for firearms users and the dog couldn't use it, it could have been sold for money instead of being given to him.

'Prop Name': Sniper Rifle Silencer

'Prop Level': D-grade.

It was an accessory for a sniper rifle.

The effect was to increase the power coefficient of each bullet fired from the sniper rifle by fivefold.

And he had always had one unique firearm skin 'Taotie' in his backpack that he hadn't found an appropriate owner for. The skin's effect significantly reduced the firearm's rate of fire while greatly increasing the bullet's power.

Now all he needed was a sniper rifle.

With a sniper rifle, he could immediately create an insanely powerful sniper rifle.

There was an occupational weapon called 'Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle', which required level 40 to craft. It would be a long time before he could reach level 40, but he couldn't wait.

One of the tickets from a passenger,

was a D-grade weapon, the Bee King Sniper Rifle.

Generally, the priority would definitely be for the occupational weapon since the enhancement level of occupational weapons is unlimited, but enhancement of non-occupational weapons has a limit, usually up to +3, hence their potential is surely lower than occupational weapons.

But this D-grade weapon had a unique effect, which just happened to be... unlimited enhancement levels.