I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

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Chen Miao closed his eyes tightly, even turning on the sound system to play the song "Good Luck Arrives," hoping that good fortune would favor him.

All he wanted was the city-state effect of Jingjiu City.

That way, he would have a significant advantage in both the early and late stages of the game.

"Come on, Jingjiu..."

Then he took a deep breath and abruptly activated the prop to begin the random selection.

The next second—

City-state effects in numerous different colors darted across the display in front of him, moving so fast he couldn't make out any specific effects, but soon... he wasn't tense for long, as one of the city-state effects slowly came to a stop in front of him.

「Ding, congratulations to player Chen Miao for drawing the city-state effect of Choosing Day City.」

「The city-state effect of Choosing Day City is, every player who has stayed in Choosing Day City for more than one year will, upon their first death, instantly recover from all injuries on their body, but it can only heal external injuries, and there's only this one chance.」

In the end...

He hadn't drawn the talent of Jingjiu City; it seems that the god of luck in the dark thought his offering wasn't enough.

However, this city-state effect seemed somewhat acceptable.

Chen Miao thoughtfully looked at the city-state panel. He checked, and this city-state effect turned out to be one of the 128 major cities, the only city-state effect that offers a chance at avoiding death, essentially giving the city's players an extra life.

It sounded strong, but from a long-term development perspective, it couldn't compare to Jingjiu City or even Fengtian City, because city-state effects that provide a continuous supply of resources were actually the stronger ones. Just an extra life was insufficient, offering no help in the long run.

If he wasn't guessing wrong...

The population loss of this city must be severe, since once the citizens of this city died, it meant the city-state effect of their own city was no longer efficacious for them. At that point, why wouldn't they plan to flee to another city?

Those who have died once would generally be more afraid of dying again, probably running off to become a Person of Leisure in Broken Pot City.

Indeed.

The starting point of life might be various cities, but the end point is surely Broken Pot City.

For a city, this city-state effect isn't too great, but for him as a player, it was still a decent safety net, providing him an extra life, especially since he didn't even have to fulfill the prerequisite condition of staying for a full year.

In the lower left corner of his personal panel, there was a small flame icon, which revealed a line of text when contemplated by his mind.

「Rest assured in death, for Choosing Day City is protecting every one of its citizens.」

This meant that the city-state effect had indeed taken effect.

"Not bad."

Chen Miao wasn't too disappointed. Although it wasn't the Jingjiu City he wanted the most, this Choosing Day City was barely acceptable. As long as it was useful, he was content. What he feared most was getting city-state effects specialized for enhancing professions like fighters. If he were to get such an effect, it would have been a complete waste of a classless prop, utterly useless.

After completing all this, he turned over and crawled into the coffin to prepare for sleep.

Before falling asleep...

He looked at the 'Taotie' skin rewarded to him after leveling up his Nothingness Space to level 3.

「Prop Name」: Taotie·Firearm Skin.

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「Prop Level」: Classless (Unique).

「Prop Effect」: Can be applied to any firearm to activate the prop, this prop will transform into a skin and permanently accompany the firearm. It will greatly reduce the firearm's rate of fire while greatly increasing bullet power, and will randomly add some exclusive effects.

「Prop Restriction」: Can only be used on firearms, and once applied cannot be removed.

「Prop Description」: "With the body of a sheep and the face of a human, eyes under the armpits, teeth like a tiger and claws like a human, the voice like that of a baby."

Being a unique exclusive firearm skin, he hadn't used it, as this skin seemed like it was meant for sniper rifles. Giving it to the 'Python R6 Revolver' felt like a waste, considering he didn't have a sniper rifle and there wasn't an immediate way to obtain one.

For now, he kept it in his backpack, in no rush to use it, planning to apply it once he got a sniper rifle.

The exclusive effects of the 'Tao Wood' skin gave the Thompson Submachine Gun an extremely exaggerated magazine capacity. He was curious about the exclusive effects of the 'Taotie' skin. Actually, he would've preferred to use the 'Tao Wood' skin on the Gatling, but he didn't have a Gatling at the moment. It wasn't feasible to hoard everything in his backpack and stubbornly wait for a Gatling to appear to use it; such an approach could lead to his own demise.

Now feeling a bit more confident...

The 'Taotie' skin could also be temporarily reserved to see if it could find the most suitable companion.

As for the 'Citywide Fireworks,' another reward for upgrading the Nothingness Space to level 3, it was a straightforward prop.

Merely the literal meaning.

「Fireworks」*99999 sets.

Nearly 100,000 sets of fireworks, which could only be ignited all at once, not individually. According to the panel, igniting them would cover the entire city in fireworks, incredibly beautiful to behold.

But aside from being aesthetically pleasing, there were no other uses, no offensive capabilities.

At the moment, inside his Nothingness Space, a fireworks setup, barely bigger than a shoebox, lay peacefully, not coming across as 100,000 sets worth of fireworks at all.

After sorting out all the loot from today...

Chen Miao finally lay in the coffin, eyes closed contentedly, ready to fall asleep.

Sleep it is.

The very coffin he laid in would reward him with 1 Strength Attribute Point after sleeping for 20 hours; today would be his first time trying it out, and sleeping for 3 days should accumulate the needed 20 hours.

...

Meanwhile, in Broken Pot City...

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At the end of a rather remote street, Doctor Gou had taken over a closed-down restaurant and signed a three-year lease contract. By now, the decoration inside the store had been almost completely dismantled. In a few days, the construction crew would be able to officially start renovating his clinic.

The sign for "Little Sunflower Andrology Clinic" was already made.

However...

At this moment, sitting inside the hall, Doctor Gou looked at the skill panel in front of him with a hesitant expression.

"Skill Name": Life and Death Ambiguity.

"Skill Effect": After activating this skill, your next strike has a 50% chance of unleashing five times the damage of your full-strength strike, a 40% chance of backlash from the knife energy that seriously injures you, and a 10% chance that the knife energy backlashes and kills you.

"Skill Proficiency": lv.1 (34/100).

He had possessed this skill for three years but had never used it. After all, the risk of death was too high, and there had never been a situation that necessitated such a desperate effort. Three years ago, he endured to keep his own clinic.

Just a short while ago that night, he had gone with a desperate determination to atone for his sins.

That night, he swung his blade 34 times.

He killed over 30 people.

All were struck dead with a single blow, with no ability to fight back. Under the enhancement of this skill and the cumulative effects of other skills, their protective clothing was no different from paper mâché—nearly shattering on impact.

He killed with great satisfaction.

But after escaping to Broken Pot City and everything temporarily settled down, he felt something wrong when looking at this skill panel. A 50% chance, was it really possible that he'd fall on the winning side all 34 times?

Not to mention death from the knife energy backlash.

Not even seriously injured?

In the past few days, he had tossed many coins—let alone achieving consistency 34 times in a row, there weren't even more than 7 consecutive times. Statistically, this was almost impossible. He didn't believe it was Lady Luck looking out for him; instead, a potentially crazy possibility loomed in his heart.

One point of proficiency was gained with each use of the skill.

To level the skill up to 2, it needed to be used 100 times without dying. He didn't believe anyone could succeed to that extent. If nobody could do that, then did skill proficiency have any meaning at all?

Unless...

Unless this skill was a test of courage for a Swordsman and composure in the face of certain death.

Maybe the 40% chance of serious injury and the 10% chance of death would never occur.

Every time the skill was activated, it was always the remaining 50% chance that prevailed.

As long as you dared to use it, this skill would never disappoint you. It was crafted for the brave, The Fearless—those who were timid, cowardly, and afraid of death were unworthy of it.

Otherwise, there was no other reason to explain how he swung his blade 34 times and came out unscathed.

These past few days.

This thought had been revolving in his mind, even more so than finding a location for the "Little Sunflower Andrology Clinic." He was eager to test whether this skill really worked as he suspected.

But... he didn't dare to try it anymore.

He had moved past the mindset of wanting to atone with his death that night. Now, he simply wanted to run his clinic properly. He no longer dared to try using this skill. He was afraid that if he died, the clinic would have no one to carry it on.

After a long while.

Sitting in the dim hall, Doctor Gou sighed softly, slowly extinguishing the cigarette in his hand that glowed with a crimson light.

He had searched online but found no relevant information or speculation.

Perhaps he would never be able to confirm his guess was correct in his lifetime. This skill might indeed be tailor-made for the Fearless, and now... he was no longer fearless.

He no longer dared to wield the knife.

And he no longer wished to die.

...

Soon the lights came on.

A 2000-lumen bulb exploded suddenly in the burial chamber, illuminating everything in an instant, leaving no shadows to be seen. Even in the eerie location of the graveyard, it provided ample sense of security.

Familiar with the routine, Chen Miao closed the coffin lid and took a nap inside it, emerging from the coffin when the oxygen supply was nearly exhausted, ready to wash up.

By now, he no longer harbored much resentment towards the light bulb.

Maybe he got used to it.

Or maybe the 3 points he put into resistance were working. He even felt that 2000 lumens were not too glaring.

Today is another new day.

"Time Remaining Until Next Major Event 'Coward's Special': 27 Hours."

Stepping out of the burial chamber, Chen Miao, as usual, glanced up at the countdown above his head, then stretched and warmed up his body before arranging his plans for the day.

He didn't have much to do today.

Today, he planned to take Hungry Monkey and the others to Fengtian City for a good meal. It had been a long time since they'd had a proper meal. They had been too busy these past few days, and he felt he owed it to himself to treat his body well.

Just then—

He suddenly noticed the several mutilated bodies tied to the stakes behind the not-too-distant trees, and he stopped dead in his tracks.

Did Hungry Monkey work overtime last night?