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Although these people would still be stuck at Level 10 for life, the fact that there was no limit to Skill Proficiency meant that even at Level 10, their potential wasn't capped. Instead, since there were no other options to increase their cap,
they could focus more on improving their Skill Proficiency.
All that was needed was to collect some items that could accelerate the enhancement of their Skill Proficiency, and that would be enough.
Even if a player's level was only at 10, when their Skill Proficiency was at several hundred levels, no one would dare to underestimate them.
It's a shame...
His power currently had no players from Good Cat City, but even so, this Faction Effect was extremely suitable for them. If in the future he encountered a suitable talent from Good Cat City, with this Faction Effect, as soon as he recruited, they would surely join.
Put simply,
as soon as this Faction Effect leaked out, the next day there would be a large number of Good Cat City players finding him, begging to join his power.
The reason why many Supernaturals chose to join a power, wasn't it just for a promising Faction Effect?
"These thousands of Star Coins were well spent."
Chen Miao looked at the S-grade Faction Effect and couldn't help grinning ear to ear; he had said earlier that if he could get an S-grade Faction Effect suitable for them for just over 4000 Star Coins, he wouldn't even blink an eye.
What day is it today?
Is his luck really this good?
He felt he needed to be careful over the next few days; he always felt his good fortune for the following days might have already been used up.
...
Feeling pleased, Chen Miao leisurely washed up, sat outside the tomb chamber, and had just lit up a cigarette when Zhou Shen, dressed in casual clothes, strode over with a nod and a smile.
"You're early today. Isn't your first day in office? Why aren't you on duty and instead come here so early?"
Zhou Shen looked serious and did not speak. Instead, he knelt down on the spot and began, full of gratitude, "Miao is joking. Zhou knows his own abilities very well—it's all thanks to Miao's support that I've reached this position. Without Miao, I could never have made it here in my life."
"Before taking office, of course, I should come and express my thanks to Miao."
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"The promise I made before still stands. In the future, whatever task Miao asks of me, Zhou will definitely not refuse, regardless of whether I can do it or not."
Honestly, he felt a bit awkward.
After all, these past few days, in order to get to this position, he used too many tactics to stimulate Chen Miao, which were very crude, and Chen Miao was naturally not deceived. But at that time, he was determined in his heart, thinking that as long as he could get to this position, nothing else mattered.
Now that he really was in this position and recalled what he'd said these past few days, he couldn't help but want to bury his head in a hole, feeling utterly embarrassed.
"It's nothing."
Chen Miao looked at Zhou Shen with a half-smile and said, "Get up. You're such a high-ranking official now, don't keep kneeling; it doesn't look good if people see you."
"Okay."
Zhou Shen slowly got up, took a deep breath before speaking again, "Miao, I wonder if there's a chance for Zhou to join the Tomb Guardian family. I also want to strive with the brothers, to slowly promote Tomb Guardian to a higher-level power."
"Of course, there is, why wouldn't there be?"
Rumor had it the cost was over 50 million Credit Points, but the exact figure was unclear.
For many major factions, an S-tier Faction Effect represented not just practical effects, but also prestige. A large faction without an S-tier Faction Effect always gave the impression of not living up to its name.
Just like the top-tier factions in Jingjiu City, which one didn't possess an S-tier Faction Effect?
Without an S-tier Faction Effect, it meant you simply couldn't squeeze into the circle of top-tier factions. The standards become finer the higher up the circle you go.
And now, he was seeing an S-tier Faction Effect within the "Tomb Guardian" faction.
If Miao was willing to sell this faction now, to put it bluntly, he would become instantly rich. There would be no need to consider becoming a Supernatural anymore, as the money earned would be enough to live worry-free for a lifetime, with no way to spend it all. Just think of the daily interest from the bank.
"Hm."
Seeing Zhou Shen's somewhat exaggerated reaction, Chen Miao chuckled and said, "Got lucky. You don't need to overreact though. I originally got an A-tier Faction Effect but thought it was mediocre, so I rerolled it. Didn't expect to get something better."
"A-tier..."
Zhou Shen stood frozen in place, completely dumbfounded. He rerolled an A-tier Faction Effect?
Any sane person who encountered an A-tier Faction Effect would never choose to reroll it!
Even if the Faction Effect was useless to you, selling it could earn you enough money to create several new factions. You could slowly try for others. Who would reroll a guaranteed A-tier Faction Effect? That's madness!
The result of rerolling was almost 100% certain to be worse than the A-tier Faction Effect.
He opened and closed his mouth without making a sound, then fell silent. He wanted to say something, but it seemed unnecessary, especially since Chen Miao had then managed to get an S-tier Faction Effect. Was this what being a son of fortune was like?
Suddenly, he didn't see Miao's rise as a matter of chance, but as something inevitable.
This was fate, blessed with fortune.
Stunned into silence, Zhou Shen struggled to swallow after quite a while. He then tried to shift the topic to lighten the mood, looking up at Miao with a bitter expression.
"Miao, I just remembered, why did you load the Cursed Doll with 10 missiles?"
"Although I hoped that you would equip it with some powerful offensive capabilities, aren't missiles a bit over the top? That firepower seems excessive. It was just an F-tier secret realm; it wasn't worth you making such a grand gesture."
"I almost didn't make it out of there."
"Luckily, the missiles killed the boss before they killed me, and I was ejected from the secret realm. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to stand here talking to you, Miao."
He was still shaken by the event; it was the closest he had ever been to death in his life, never before had he taken the concept of dying so seriously.
"Missiles?"
Chen Miao frowned slightly, exhaled a puff of smoke, and mused for a moment before casually responding, "Oh, you talking about that? No missiles were loaded, just put in 10 bullets."
"How were they? Did you find the firepower sufficient?"
"Worried they wouldn't be enough for you, I put in 10 large bullets."
"Bullets?"
Zhou Shen, whose mouth had just shut, once again unconsciously fell agape, frozen and utterly shocked.
You call those bullets?
What kind of gun can fit bullets over a meter in diameter, complete with shockwaves and explosive effects, not to mention mushroom clouds?