I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

After making sure Yuan Buping and others were settled in, Hungry Monkey quickly washed up and sneaked into his own tomb chamber. Seeing that Miao had already laid down in the coffin and fallen asleep with a faint snoring sound, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

With a devout expression, he took out an "AI pill" from his pocket, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it down.

The pill was not even as big as the nail on a pinky finger, about the size of a booger. As soon as it entered his mouth, it slipped down his throat before he could even taste it, leaving a slightly bitter flavor, similar to traditional Chinese medicine.

The effect of the pill kicked in very quickly.

Hungry Monkey had barely laid down on some old clothes in the tomb chamber when his consciousness began to sink deeply.

...

"Is this the charm of the 'AI pill'?"

In a dream.

Hungry Monkey stood in shock in a white expanse, looking down at his own hands. He had a feeling that whatever he wanted to do, the white space could bring it to life!

"Snowfield, aurora, forest!"

Under the excitement of the moment, Hungry Monkey blurted out these three words. Since he was a child, he had heard that if you travel far enough to The Northern Border and keep going, you would find the most beautiful place in the world, the endless snowfield of all four seasons.

You'd be almost embarrassed to say you'd been there if you didn't have a bit of snow blindness.

Sometimes you could see auroras that even computer effects couldn't replicate, a truly once-in-a-lifetime beautiful sight.

With just a thought from Hungry Monkey,

The entire white space in front of him instantly began to change with his will.

Lying on the vast snowfield, Hungry Monkey looked up at the aurora in the night sky, his expression becoming dazed and his mouth slowly agape. His whole soul seemed to be purified by such a beautiful scene in this world.

The world is so beautiful.

He felt so blessed.

After being overwhelmed for who knows how long, Hungry Monkey slowly got up and stretched his limbs before speaking again, "Bring out that couple of dogs."

Quickly—

In front of him, a man and a woman appeared, curled up together. The woman turned out to be the one who sold him the grave, and the man was that arrogant dog of a man from a few days ago in front of him, the so-called lv.7 Magician, Zhang Wu.

"Please, Hungry Monkey sir, spare us."

The woman, with snot and tears, crawled over and clung to Hungry Monkey's legs, repeatedly kowtowing and pleading with a heart-rending voice, her body boneless as if about to climb up him, "I'll serve you well, please don't kill me, okay?"

And the man in the snow kept knocking his head, his voice trembling with sobs, "Hungry Monkey sir, I've made a mistake. I truly didn't know my place, please spare me."

"Hmm."

Seeing this scene before his eyes, Hungry Monkey nodded with satisfaction, then stepped on the woman's head under his foot, "Beg for mercy? Too late! Today I'll have my revenge, you both will die here!"

"But before that, you need to pay for your past stupidity!"

Hungry Monkey began to unbuckle his belt with a wicked laugh.

...

Daylight came.

Chen Miao slept for a long time, perhaps due to the many travels last night making him slightly exhausted, so even the 2000-lumen light bulb that lit up early didn't wake him from his sleep.

Not until twelve o'clock at noon.

Chen Miao finally woke up slowly, stood beside Hungry Monkey while brushing his teeth, and looked down at Hungry Monkey with a lewd smile on his mouth. He knew Hungry Monkey must have taken drugs last night.

"Alas."

Chen Miao couldn't help but sigh; people really have no self-control these days.

At that moment, Hungry Monkey also gradually woke up from his sleep. As soon as he opened his eyes and saw Miao standing beside him, he instantly woke up and sat up embarrassingly, wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, "Miao, you're awake. So early."

"It's not early; it's already noon."

Chen Miao took a towel hanging on the wall of the tomb chamber to wipe the water stains from the corner of his mouth, while saying nonchalantly, "How was it? Was it comfortable?"

"Very nice!"

As he said this, Hungry Monkey suddenly got all worked up, with a somewhat excited look on his face, he waved his hands and feet and said, "Let me tell you, Miao, the sensation is totally real. A hundred percent tactile sensitivity, and the most important thing is, some of the things that can't be done in reality, can be done in dreams?"

"For instance?"

"Like in reality you can only go for three holes, right? Last night, on that cheap woman, I made 14 holes."

"..."

Chen Miao suddenly stood frozen in place, with an expressionless face and silent for a long time before he hung the towel back on the wall and walked out, "Skip a few times, think of it as accumulating positive karma for yourself, you're getting a bit perverted. Be human, will you."

"Humans shouldn't, at least not supposed to."

"Oh."

Moving to get up and dress, Hungry Monkey muttered quietly, "Miao, you're the one accumulating positive karma. Just don't end up with too much of it and start stacking positives on your karma."

"What's that?"

"Nothing, I said good morning Miao."

...

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Miao, with his cane in one hand, strode into the Seventh District, followed closely by an apparently still not over it Hungry Monkey, with hands in pockets, while Yuan Buping and the others were trailing behind with dark circles under their eyes, obviously not sleeping well.

Even their black suits seemed creased and dusty.

Like you try sleeping in a pit in November?

The graveyard is already full of yin energy, at night you'd curl up inside a hole, shivering, if it weren't for knowing they had a leader to follow, they might even think they were being buried alive.

Still, these guys were only physically worn out; their eyes sparkled with extreme vitality, after all, they had been awarded an "AI pill" yesterday.

It was at their disposal, worth ten thousand credit points.

Before coming to the Seventh District just now, many had sold theirs, with such a big sum of money on hand, their urge to spend was extremely strong.

Forget about spending a night in a pit if it's for ten thousand credit points, what's a few more days?

...

"Haina Supernatural Store."

Chen Miao stood in front of this store he had been to several times before, looking at the familiar store owner, he smiled and said, "I'm here to buy some stuff, exchange for Star Coins."

"How are the protective clothes selling? How much stock do you have?"

He had been coveting this item for a long time, as long as the level is high enough, it could take bullets for him.

"By the way, bring out the Skill Books for the Fighter and Gunman professions, let me take a look."

"And give me seven Gunner Profession Inheritance Books."

Must say.

The Gunner Profession Inheritance Book was quite hard to come by, Yuan Buping and his gang had only picked up ten all day yesterday, still seven short.

Too lazy to waste more time picking, just buy them straight up.

He wasn't short on money now.

He sent out a total of 78 "AI pills" yesterday, and there are still 123 left, with 100 of them already sold just now, Hungry Monkey's account now had a whole 1 million credit points.

What couldn't he buy?

Enough to raise the combat power of all his people collectively to a new level!

Zhou Yiming may not have said much that was true, but one thing he didn't lie about, this stuff really sells well.

"Oh, right, do you sell coffins here?"

Suddenly thinking of something, Chen Miao looked at the somewhat bewildered store owner and asked again.

Yuan Buping and the others sleeping in the pit was indeed a bit tough, buying a coffin to use as a bed would make things much more comfortable.

It keeps out the cold and retains warmth.

And it's good for a lifetime.

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