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"If we really get down to the nitty-gritty, it feels like it's at least 200 million Star Coins."

"Moreover, that information about Level 999 is outdated. It was from that news story that blew up across the entire Federation, about some rich kid from Jingjiu City who took his kilometer-tall Rock Giant on a rampage through the streets, drawing widespread attention."

"Now, on the leaderboard, the highest-level Rock Giant is Level 1999."

"It should be 2000 meters tall. For Rock Giants, each level gained increases their height by one meter."

"..."

Chen Miao didn't speak, standing still, lost in thought. The poor can only get so poor, after all, there's a baseline—there's only so much debt one can accumulate.

After all, the poor can't borrow that much money anyway.

But it seems like there's no limit to how wealthy the rich can be, as if they can keep getting wealthier to an absurd extent.

Take, for example, this Level 1999 Rock Giant. He couldn't even begin to imagine how much money would be needed to enhance a Rock Giant to such a level.

"Um..."

Hungry Monkey next to him said with a weird expression, "Do you guys think there's a possibility that person is a shill? Deliberately spending to stimulate us to spend more? Like those corporate shills in games?"

"How could that be."

Zhou Shen shook his head somewhat helplessly, "This is reality, not a shill act. These people are truly wealthy, with wealth accumulated over several generations. Each generation starts with what the previous one accumulated and keeps the snowball rolling. Once a family gets to a certain level of wealth, as long as they don't make some fatal mistakes, they generally won't fall from grace and will keep getting wealthier."

"Before there was no leaderboard, and we couldn't access any useful information, nor did we have any concrete concept. But ever since the world underwent transcendentalization and the leaderboard was established, everyone got a clear picture."

Chen Miao sighed and didn't speak, just massaged his temples a bit; his head ached. It felt like there were many monsters in this world. Even though he had the golden finger 'Nothingness Space,' why did it feel like his golden finger wasn't quite as strong as these 'children of heaven'?

"Miao, your next opponent is a Level 19 Gunman. Give it a try," Hungry Monkey suggested.

"Okay."

...

Without delving too deeply into the matter, the Virtual Arena opened once again.

In front of Chen Miao, the Gunman seemed like a toy. The Hell Gatling he held was powerful, but not a single bullet hit Chen Miao. All the bullets began swirling around him, becoming part of his Metal Storm.

Not a single one got through.

In the face of the Occupation Effect of the Gun Devil, no bullet could hit him.
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And now he had figured out how to use this Occupation Effect. As long as he prepared ahead of time, bullets within a hundred meters would follow the trajectory he pictured in his mind.

But if someone caught him off guard from behind, pulling out a Sniper Rifle and taking a shot, the bullet would hit him directly.

This was an active effect.

Although it had no cooldown, it required activation. It was very useful on the frontline, but it lost its effectiveness when faced with a sniper's assassination, as he naturally couldn't keep his mind focused on it every single moment of every day.

The battle ended with no spectacle to speak of.

The Gunman stood no chance against Chen Miao at all.

Zhou Shen looked at Chen Miao as he stepped out of the Virtual Arena, his voice trembling with disbelief, "Miao, you can control all the bullets, can't you? Whether they're shot by you or by the enemy?"

"Yeah," Chen Miao ambiguously replied indifferently, "More or less. Facing a Gunman doesn't put much pressure on me."

"Damn!" Zhou Shen couldn't help jumping up excitedly, "Then we're totally set. That Sang Biao definitely can't beat you, Miao. In a month, you'll represent Fengtian City in the inter-city competition."

"As long as you get good results, Miao, you can pretty much do as you please in Fengtian City from now on."

"Whatever Chi Family, whatever Black Hand Gang they are, will have to bow down to you, and the Fengtian City Government will be your biggest support."

"Yeah."

Chen Miao nodded with a smile, then turned to Zhou Shen, "You go ahead and get busy. I want to explore by myself for a bit."

"Alright." Zhou Shen didn't linger any longer, because he realized that no matter the type of opponent, they barely added anything to Miao's combat experience, and it seemed Miao didn't need any combat experience at all, steamrolling straight through.

Then he sent a string of codes to Chen Miao's wristwatch, "This code will activate your wristwatch's privileges, Miao. You can open the Virtual Arena with your wristwatch without any cost. It's from the Fengtian City Government. Just make sure it doesn't leak out."

"Understood."

...

After Zhou Shen left, Chen Miao set up a Virtual Arena for Hungry Monkey to enter, then he entered the Virtual Arena again to select his next opponent. He found this thing to be quite useful.

The Federation has too many Supernatural Occupations.

The total number of basic Supernatural Occupations, like Swordsman, Gunman, Archer, Fighter, Magician, is 13.

Then, there are all sorts of Hidden Occupations.

Plus special skills beyond basic ones, Common Skills, unique skills, and a variety of items.

Almost every opponent you meet fights differently, with their own unique skill chains and item sets. Once a conflict arises, if your Combat Power isn't overwhelmingly superior, you're indeed likely to capsize in the gutter.

And this Virtual Arena can help him witness many such Supernaturals, greatly broadening his horizons.

The Fengtian City Government granted him some privilege, allowing him to use the Virtual Arena for free. Ordinary people have to pay 100,000 credit points to use it just once, which they can't afford, but this thing isn't for ordinary people to use, so whether they can afford it or not doesn't really seem to matter.

...

"Cousin, why are you the one picking me up today?"

At the entrance of Fengtian Supernatural High School, Yu'er sat in a stretch luxury limousine, smiling cheerfully at her cousin Chi Qiu next to her and said, "Today, the teacher taught us a lot of things, and it feels a bit different from what father said."

"Wasn't the Supernatural Occupation father chose for you Magician? But the teacher said today that Magician is a very weak Supernatural Occupation. Yet you're also a Magician, cousin. If Magicians are so weak, why did they still choose it for us?"

"..."

Chi Qiu looked at his cousin Yu'er with a complex expression and rubbed his head, "It's true that the normal Magician Occupation is weak, but the family head has prepared a Hidden Occupation 'Insect Tribe Priest' for you. Didn't the family head reset your level for the big incident? Once you level up to 3, you can change to 'Insect Tribe Priest.' This hidden Magician Occupation is not weak."

"Is it strong?"

"Very strong."

"Then why don't other people choose this Occupation?"

"Because others don't have the money. Not everyone has a Chi Family backing them up."

Chi Qiu cut off the topic. He hadn't come today for this matter. After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively said, "Yu'er, have you been in contact with Chen Miao recently?"

"Chen Miao?"

Yu'er shook her head somewhat blankly, "I've never chatted with Chen Miao. Cousin, which Chen Miao are you talking about?"

"But cousin, you reminded me of the Chen Miao in the big event."

Thinking about it, Yu'er pouted a bit sullenly and said with anger, "Did you watch the live stream? He hurt me so much. So many bullets shot into my body, and he didn't show any mercy. I hate him to death, cousin. You should teach him a lesson for me!"

For a 16-year-old girl, Chen Miao's attack was indeed a bit brute.

Filled to the brim.

"Uh..."

For a moment, Chi Qiu's face turned somewhat embarrassed. He actually wanted to say that he couldn't beat Chen Miao. He sent a shadow to find Chen Miao, and Chen Miao directly shattered it mercilessly. He had come this time to settle this matter.

But it seemed there was a mistake in his intelligence. Wasn't Yu'er chatting with Chen Miao?

Didn't they chat after that wrong call last time?

Where did the problem occur?

Could it have been a mix-up, leading to a misunderstanding?

"You haven't chatted with Chen Miao? Then who told you that the best food to eat in winter is roasted sweet potatoes?"

"Oh, you mean that person? That person said his name is Hungry Monkey, a very interesting person."

"Hungry Monkey, huh..."

Chi Qiu had a bit of a spasm at the moment. He knew of this person, originally a common laborer, who later joined Chen Miao and became one of Chen Miao's trusted aides. So it means he got the wrong person initially, and Chen Miao might not even know about this matter.

But now that the meeting in Fengtian City had concluded, as long as Chen Miao won the upcoming match against Sang Biao in a month, he would become the spokesperson for Fengtian City. His status would then become completely different, and any friction with Chen Miao would become a hidden issue in his dealings with the Chi Family, as well as a problem for him personally.

His status in the Chi Family wasn't high.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen the 'Shadow Controller' Occupation, but rather 'Insect Tribe Priest' or 'Giant Rider.' Was it because he didn't like the latter Occupations? Of course not—it was because he didn't qualify for the Chi Family to spend that much money on him.

Although he wasn't sure if Chen Miao would definitely win, the earlier these misunderstandings were cleared, the better. Otherwise, once Chen Miao actually won against Sang Biao, it would be too late to clear up these misunderstandings.

"Cough, that, Yu'er."

Chi Qiu coughed lightly and then tentatively said, "Could you send a message to that Hungry Monkey friend of yours? I'll send you the exact text. Just say it was from Chi Qiu at the noodle shop today."

"What message?"

Yu'er looked at the long text sent by Chi Qiu, then looked up at her cousin with some confusion, "3829 characters? This message is so long? And it's an apology letter? And cousin, you know Hungry Monkey?"