I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

Even though the fixed event of the Sea of Zombies had suddenly erupted, he had left Black Boss's signal-jamming zone, and he had already sent a message to Chen Miao.

Enveloped by such a vast number of zombies, he had given up hope of Chen Miao coming to save him.

He merely wanted to inform Chen Miao of the situation.

In case he or Black Doctor didn't withstand the torture and divulged the 'Tomb Guardian's' Faction Effect, at least Chen Miao should know who the informed parties were, to be ready to silence them at a moment's notice.

Anyone who knew of the Tomb Guardian's Faction Effect would realize, if they had any sense, not to let the information leak easily.

Whether they planned to sell this information to others or to seize the power for themselves and then sell the empty shell of power, it promised to be a considerable profit.

By then, silencing these people as quickly as possible would help to contain the spread of the news within a small scope.

At the very least, Chen Miao shouldn't find people showing up at his front door before he realized that the secret had been leaked; that would be far too passive.

"Crack."

A needle pierced into his flesh and slowly dragged down, the sound of his skin gradually tearing apart crisply reached Doctor Gou's ears, and his facial skin twitched involuntarily under the excruciating pain, but he didn't speak. Not knowing what came to his mind, he suddenly began to laugh.

Normal people, without special training, simply couldn't endure torture.

Those like them, who had come through countless battles, might last a bit longer, but that was all; the torture wasn't solely about physical pain but a double assault on both the psyche and the body.

On the brink of death, he suddenly thought of his parents again.

When young and fearless, he never perceived mysterious realms as dangerous, nor did he ever think he'd die in one, believing that as long as he was strong enough, he could one day become a well-known Supernatural within a hundred miles, providing a better life for his family.

He didn't understand why his parents were so afraid of him dying in a mysterious realm, to the point of searching for him there.

Aren't the children of major families also braving these realms? Aren't they all Supernaturals?

Even the Insect Tribe Priest from Jingjiu City that he encountered on the Hell Bus, who came from a family with billions in assets, would have perished on that bus if he hadn't met Chen Miao.

He didn't understand.

He just knew that he was upset again.

"Perhaps it's for the best..."

Maybe the pain he suffered tonight was too overwhelming, as he was gradually becoming numb; he even started losing sensation to the barbaric torture methods wielded by the two ferocious men beside him, as if his body no longer belonged to him, and he began to lose consciousness.

Before passing out, his last thought was:

He could finally go home.

To see Dad and Mom.

The slight difference between youthful fearlessness and youthful inaction is as vast as the distance between the heavens and the earth.

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Late at night.

Almost all news channels and media across the federation were reporting the same event.

"On December 2nd, at 4:00 AM, in the western region's Broken Pot City, one of the 128 major cities, a fixed event known as number 68, the Sea of Zombies, erupted."

"Countless zombies have surrounded the city and are launching a fierce assault."

"Various figures are rushing to provide support; let's pray that Broken Pot City can withstand this ordeal."

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Many people were awakened in the dead of night.

Even Chen Miao had a rare first: he wasn't woken up by Hungry Monkey's mother, but by the sound of the news broadcast. The mention of Broken Pot City in the news jolted him out of his sleep.

His head popped up from the coffin.

Hungry Monkey was sitting in the coffin with a serious expression, watching the news projected in front of him. Seeing Chen Miao awake, he turned his head and said, "Miao, the situation doesn't look good, the scale of the Sea of Zombies this time is even larger than before."

"Broken Pot City might not make it through."

"Doctor Gou and the others are still there."

"Mhm."

Chen Miao nodded without speaking, his expression darkening slightly as he looked at his chat channel. He had received messages from Doctor Gou and the others, roughly saying that they were being chased by a local gang in Broken Pot City, many had been killed, and they too were seriously injured.

Except for Zhang Liu, Doctor Gou and Black Doctor had all been captured.

He wasn't sure if he could withstand torture and if he couldn't hold out, he wanted to remind the Tomb Guardian to silence him, so the secrets wouldn't be leaked.

It seemed that a lot had happened in Broken Pot City while he slept.

"Miao!"

At this time, he also received a message from Zhou Shen on the chat channel.

The gist was asking if he was asleep. Fengtian City was urgently summoning the army to prepare to head to Broken Pot City to rescue their own people, without the slightest delay, setting off in half an hour, asking if he wanted to go with them.

"Go."

Without any hesitation, Chen Miao immediately pulled Hungry Monkey up and had him wake up Yuan Buping and the others—everyone was to depart.

...

Half an hour later.

Chen Miao was already sitting in Fengtian City's motorcade, and Zhou Shen was sitting beside him, smiling as he said, "Fengtian City has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, not every city has an army."

"Now it's unified, all under the Federation, there's hardly a need for an army anymore."

"At most, there are the Enforcement Bureau and Events Bureau to maintain social order and deal with special events."

"Most cities no longer have anything like an army."

"Only Fengtian City still retains this kind of military institution; one reason is tradition. Before aligning with the Federation, Fengtian was a military stronghold, and that mindset still affects the government of Fengtian. Without troops, they have no confidence in their speech."

"Another reason is Fengtian City's special Faction Effect, which allows the formation of a Supernatural army made up entirely of gunmen, and it's relatively inexpensive to do so. Not requiring much expenditure, especially as there's little demand for gunners, the materials and skills required for gunners are quite cheap and can be bought in bulk for the army."

"But in most cases, an army is useless. If they can't go to war, then the army is just a money pit that requires a hefty amount of funding every year. Naturally, they can't let go of such an opportunity to show off their might and head into battle."

"Mhm."

Chen Miao nodded thoughtfully, turning his head to look out the window. The convoy consisted of 19 armored off-road vehicles and 500 military trucks, moving in a grand procession along the land.

Every single one of these people was a gunman.

The standard-issue weapon was a Gatling gun, with each military truck seating 18 individuals, each armed with a +3 enhanced Hell Gatling. With a total of 500 military trucks, one could imagine how spectacular it would be to have that many Gatlings firing simultaneously.

Of course, the firepower was not to be underestimated either.

This was one of Fengtian City's legacies.

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