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Soon—
a series of prompt tones sounded in his ear.
"Ding, congratulations, you killed a Ragworm monster and gained 2 points."
"Ding, congratulations, you killed a Tiny Mantis monster and gained 3 points."
"Ding, congratulations, you killed the player Qiu Yi and gained 1 point."
"Ding..."
Anything within range, be it an object or a creature, was suffering an unspeakably brutal attack at the moment—an attack utterly impossible to dodge or resist.
Ten minutes later,
Chen Miao climbed out of the pit and glanced around the open scenery with satisfaction, nodding, "This is much more convenient now."
By this time, all the surrounding trees had fallen, leaves, branches, and bushes were shattered and scattered on the ground, leaving only some bullet-riddled trunks standing on the soil, with quite a few glinting points of light still visible.
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These points of light must be treasure chests.
And his score had already reached 68, instantly placing him at the top of the Great Event leaderboard.
...
"..."
Now back in the white space, Qiu Yi stared blankly at his death replay, Who was he?
He was Qiu Yi!
He was from Good Cat City!
The city-effect benefit of Good Cat City was—
"All players born in Good Cat City and who choose a Supernatural Occupation will receive 20,000 Star Coins upon leveling up to lv.1 but can never advance beyond level 10."
A typical early-game powerhouse, late-game washout benefit.
20,000 Star Coins let all Supernaturals from Good Cat City max out their Combat Power in the early stages; there are few Supernaturals in the Federation who can outmatch them at level 3, this is the consensus, except for those from Jingjiu City—those people are unreasonable.
For this kind of large-scale event with a level cap, it has always been Good Cat City's strong suit. He just happened to be in Fengtian City and thought of casually taking the first place for fun.
Zhou Shen, leaning back in his chair, lit a cigar and brought it to his lips, scoffing coldly, "And switch to whom? Who wants me? Aren't they all laughing at me now? Aren't they all mocking me behind my back for messing up their plans in previous years and now shamelessly wanting a slice of their cake?"
"Other than Miao, do we have any other options?"
"It wasn't us who chose Miao; it was Miao who chose us."
"We have no one but Miao to choose from, yet Miao has plenty of other choices besides us."
"I have no other options, the only one willing to help me is Miao."
"As soon as I make it to the position of Deputy Director of the Events Bureau, the first thing I'm going to investigate is who kidnapped my wife back then."
"Although Miao doesn't have much of a background, he has great potential. A mere level 3 gunman capable of soloing a siege boss, given time, I believe he can become a legend in Fengtian City, and at that time, our fortunes will naturally rise along with his."
And just then—
Zhou Shen looked at the live broadcast projected mid-air, showing a scene as if it had been destroyed by missiles, and chuckled softly without speaking, merely taking a light puff from the cigar in his hand.
He alone knew that Chen Miao was certain to be the victor of this major event.
There would be no one else.
An existence capable of soloing the siege boss in such a beginner-level major event would be as unstoppable as a boss unto itself.
Perhaps because he was too engrossed in watching, he subconsciously took a strong drag on his cigar and inhaled it, which made him cough violently. He looked at the cigar in his hand with annoyance and frustration and roared, "This is too damn choking!"
He wasn't a cigar smoker.
He was a cigarette smoker.
Cigarettes could be inhaled into the lungs, but cigars could not; they were very irritating.
But all those bigshots smoked cigars, and he was about to be appointed as Deputy Director of the Events Bureau—a person of actual power—so naturally, he had to start learning the lifestyle of the upper class in advance.
It just seemed that it didn't suit him very well.
...
And just then—
The woman who had once sold the Hungry Monkey Cemetery lay frozen in place with her boyfriend as they watched the live broadcast. When they saw Chen Miao on the screen, they both suddenly stiffened.
This person looks somewhat familiar.
Isn't that the man who stood next to the Hungry Monkey with a cane that day?
Wait a minute...
There's no mistake, is there? If she hadn't misremembered, she had once mocked the Hungry Monkey. Surely Hungry Monkey couldn't come back for revenge, right? It shouldn't be possible... after all, Hungry Monkey is a rather magnanimous person.