I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"..."

Zhang Wanlin watched the mayor expressionlessly and said coldly, "Don't forget, even though you are the illegitimate son of the Zhang Family and have been adrift alone for many years, would you have been able to become mayor if it weren't for the Zhang Family?"

"Your name is Zhang Wanyi, and you bear the surname Zhang."

"That means you are a member of the Zhang Family."

"An order from the Zhang Family is an absolute command to you. I, representing the Zhang Family, am telling you to stay put and wait for the people from Jingjiu City to come. Do you understand?"

"Moreover, even if these people turned into Chen Miao, so what? Fengtian City's missile reserves are the largest of all the federated cities, all thanks to the city-state effect of Fengtian City. This is the result of many years of accumulation, and even Jingjiu City's reserves are not as ample as Fengtian City's."

"When it comes to missiles, what's the difference between killing one person and killing a hundred people huddled together?"

"Even if all these people turned into Chen Miao, with the missile reserves of Fengtian City, are we afraid we won't be able to handle it?"

"What's there to worry about?"

The mayor remained silent and did not retort. Zhang Wanlin spoke the truth; without the Zhang Family's help and their behind-the-scenes operation, someone else would have been parachuted into the position instead of allowing him, who was the former deputy mayor, to become the mayor.

That was the truth.

That he was the illegitimate son of the Zhang Family was also a fact.

Although these words were unpleasant, they were the truth, and he had nothing to argue about. Still, there was a faint unease in his heart. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke up, "But what if that Chen Miao has a way to resist missiles?"

"That would mean all these Chen Miaos have a way to resist missiles, and then it would be very difficult to deal with."

"What a joke!"

Zhang Wanlin sneered coldly, "I've realized you have no logic at all. Please use your brain for a moment. If that Chen Miao had the ability to resist missiles, would he have left so easily when you threatened him with missiles earlier?"

"Even a pig's brain knows he definitely wouldn't!"

"Just like you wouldn't be scared off by a child threatening you with a pencil, would you?"

"Of course not, and if you did leave out of fear, it would mean that child's pencil poses a threat to you!"

"Similarly!"

"Since that Chen Miao left out of fear, it means Fengtian City's missiles pose a lethal threat to him; otherwise, why would he have left?"

...

"Right now, I'm mainly worried about one thing."

Chen Miao stood calmly at the edge of the cliff, looking towards the dark figures in the distance, "I'm wondering if these people inherited my abilities and became like me, will they inherit only some of my abilities, or maybe just the items in my backpack, or will they be exactly the same as me?"

If they only inherited the items in his backpack.

Then frankly, these people would pose no threat at all.

All looks, but no substance.

He usually put only miscellaneous items in his backpack, keeping all important things in the Nothingness Space, because he knew there was a Supernatural Occupation called Thief that could steal items from a supernatural being's backpack.

Though he had never encountered a supernatural being with the Thief occupation.

Still, just to be safe, he kept all valuable items in the Nothingness Space and only put sundries in the backpack.

If those people merely inherited the contents of his backpack, then naturally there would be no problem. But if they were exactly like him, or even inherited his Nothingness Space, including the unique Firearm Skin weapons, then the problem would be much bigger.

Moreover!

He had once acquired a city-state effect, which did not work on the entire Fengtian but only affected him personally.

That city-state effect was actually very straightforward—it would help repair all injuries on your body just before you die.

To put it simply.

It could help you withstand a fatal attack, but it was a one-time use. He had never used this effect before; he thought entering that C-level secret realm would trigger the city-state effect, but it turned out to be simpler than he imagined.

It did not activate at all.

To this day, that city-state effect was still active.

What did this mean? It meant that if the crowd below inherited exactly the same abilities as him, then they would all possess the ability to neutralize a fatal attack once.

Neutralizing a fatal attack might seem weak if it applies to just one person, but if it's applied to a group, to a million people, then this effect is anything but weak.

It might even be said to be ridiculously strong.

Of course, all of this was no longer his concern. Even if the sky fell, the Federation would bear it; all he needed was to patiently wait and see how events would unfold, to be a qualified spectator.

"In any case, this mess is definitely beyond Miao's ability to clean up."

Hungry Monkey spoke with a somewhat emotional tone, "And I have no idea who misled the mayor into adopting a wait-and-see approach in such a situation."

Other messes might be fixable by Miao, after all, he can create miracles, and Miao was born a miracle worker. Expecting someone who has created many miracles to create another one makes sense.

But this mess is about a million Miaos.

And that's a different story altogether.

Just as a kilogram of iron will never be heavier than a million kilograms of iron, and in the same units, different numbers placed on either side of a scale will never be balanced, this does not conform to the law of conservation of physics.

It's not scientific.

And it's not reasonable.

One Miao will never be able to defeat a million Miaos.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Then it's none of our concern," Zhou Shen had resigned to fate, and began counting on his fingers, "What I mean is, shall we go to another city to stock up on supplies? That way, we can survive even if it's the end of the world, in the Land of Extreme Cold?"

"Anyway, we have the Hell Bus, and moving supplies back will be easy."

"While we're at it, should we kidnap a few more teachers to bring back?"

"My daughter's school days aren't over yet."

"..."

Hungry Monkey swept Zhou Shen a somewhat speechless glance, "The world is at its end, and what use would your child's good grades have? Are you hoping she gets into a university or something?"

"That's not it. I just hope the child knows how this world ended. It all starts with someone called Miao..."

"Hey hey hey, what are you trying to say? Are you implying that Miao is the cause of the world's end? If you have a problem with Miao, just come out and say it, there's no need for such passive aggression. Who are you tipping off here?"

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"Tipping off Miao?"

"No no, you got it all wrong. What I mean is, without Miao, this world wouldn't be able to turn. Miao is the pivot of the world; without him, it would have perished long ago."