I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"I can't do anything."

Before the apocalypse, Chen Miao never felt any different from ordinary people, at most he could use his influence to pick a good Feng Shui grave for his descendants... Forget it, he didn't have any descendants.

"No!"

"You can do it!"

"According to the real plan of 'Sea of Human Suffering,' they intended to create two million resentful spirits to trigger a multitude of Hell Buses to complete their plan, but due to the unexpected existence of Lord Miao, only about 370,000 people died."

"That means there are only 370,000 resentful spirits, a significantly reduced number."

"This also means that the number of triggered Hell Buses will not be sufficient, perhaps the channel between hell and the human world will not open because of this!"

"But—"

"All this is based on the premise that you successfully appease Lord Miao. If Lord Miao's regrets from his previous life are not resolved before your Hell Bus arrives at its stop, it means Lord Miao's resentful spirit will completely lose control, and a large number of deaths will occur in Zhenba City."

"The current survivors in Zhenba City are all survivors of the 'Sea of Human Suffering.' As long as they make it through these few days, they will welcome a new life; their fate has been altered. At this critical moment, if even one dies, one more resentful spirit will be added."

"A few more deaths, and one more Hell Bus will be added!"

"Once more Hell Buses appear, the true purpose of 'Sea of Human Suffering' might be achieved!"

"The world could end because of this, or be severely damaged!"

"Lord Miao cannot have an accident!"

"It's up to you, Chen Miao."

"This time, you really have to become a hero who saves the world. Do your best. I have already hidden away. If you fail, I will try to delay my death as long as possible. Even facing the apocalypse, I want to witness its arrival. I want to see what this world will become."

"..."

Chen Miao looked expressionlessly at the chat box, having reason to believe the mayor had already found a place to hide. The mayor was a strange person in his mind, a ruler disinterested in his power, not very keen on boosting his own strength.

His biggest interest was to prove those bizarre hunches in his heart.

And to see how the world would function in such a way.

All of these did not matter.

If what the mayor said was true, then he really had to play hero this time. He looked down somewhat blankly at the nearly burnt-out cigarette in his hand, his expression gradually becoming hazy.

None of his ancestors for dozens of generations had saved the world, had they?

For generations, his ancestors had been good citizens, working diligently day after day. Now it was suddenly up to him to save the world?

Isn't that too big of a leap?

Just then—

A crisp voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Is smoking allowed on the bus? Doesn't it say no smoking right next to you?"

Hearing the voice, Chen Miao looked up somewhat displeased towards the source of the sound, thinking he was being treated like an ordinary ticket collector. But in the next second, he froze in place.

The bus had stopped without him knowing when.

His fifth passenger, a petite woman in a white sundress, stood at the door, frowning at the cigarette in his hand. Who else could it be but Lord Miao?

"Gulp."

Chen Miao unconsciously swallowed, his voice even breaking as he quickly jumped up from his seat, threw the cigarette butt out the window, and waved his hand in the air a few times before he hastened to put on a smile and went to greet her. "Uh, Lord Miao... getting on?"

"Getting on."

The woman didn't dwell on the matter for too long, and headed straight onto the Hell Bus, casually picking a seat before turning her head to Chen Miao, "How do you know my name is Lord Miao?"

"Uh..."

Chen Miao hesitated slightly, and after a moment decided to stick with honesty, "Your feats in Zhenba City are known to everyone, people regard you as a hero, and I greatly admire you." Continue reading on empire

It must be said.

Lord Miao truly stood out from the other passengers.

Most other passengers were in a state of disarray, unable to communicate properly, and after telling their stories and regrets, they generally fell into a state of shutdown, while Lord Miao seemed to still be able to chat with him, seemingly in good mental shape.

"Zhenba City?"

Turning her head to look out the bus window while seated, Lord Miao's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, and after a moment she shook her head, "I don't remember anything about Zhenba City, I only know that I used to be very strong, unbeatable by anyone."

"Then it seems I died."

"After that, I remember waiting for a bus coming from afar, and a voice in the dark told me that taking the bus would take me to where I'm supposed to go."

"You are the ticket collector for this bus, do you know where the final stop is?"

It's hell...

It's your happy old home...

Chen Miao's mouth twitched slightly, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond. If he told Lord Miao the final stop was hell, would she suddenly lash out?

From what Lord Miao said, she didn't seem to fully realize the fact that she was already dead.

After hesitating for a moment, he still decided to put honesty aside for now and offer a well-meaning lie.

"The final destination is the sea, with beautiful seascapes and sunsets."

As he spoke, he observed this top fighter of the Federation.

Frankly, he didn't feel much pressure from her, she even looked somewhat frail as if a single shot from him would leave nothing left, a very delicate girl.

It was even tempting to pat her head.

The glimpses of skin beneath her camisole dress had an innocent allure.

They inspired a sense of both purity and desire.

It was like a devout nun preaching to you, and your first thought wouldn't be to listen attentively, but rather to rush up and ravage her fiercely.

However—

It seemed Lord Miao didn't care at all about his answer, she just started talking to herself, "I seem to remember some things, I remember before I died..."

Here it comes!

Chen Miao's heart jolted, the climax was here, next would be Lord Miao's story and the quest panel, he just hoped that Lord Miao's quest panel wouldn't be too difficult, otherwise it would all be GG.

Being too powerful isn't always a good thing.

Although her Combat Power was strong while she was alive, after death, it made things even more troublesome.

As Lord Miao continued to recount, Chen Miao's expression grew increasingly solemn, and by the end he even subconsciously lit a cigarette and brought it to his lips, no longer caring if Lord Miao would find it distasteful.

After all, it didn't make any difference now.

This quest was definitely impossible to complete.

Die, just die, let it all be done with once everyone's dead.Nôv(el)B\\jnn