I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

And at this moment,

Chen Miao had arrived at the crime scene. Though calling it a "crime scene" might not be entirely fitting, the site did look exceedingly brutal.

The boss monster's corpse, as huge as a building, lay in pieces on the ground, its thick, glue-like blood covering the surface, seeping into the cracked earth below.

The ground was littered with dense and numerous bullet holes.

The bullets mixed in the flesh made the scene extremely gory.

"..."

Chen Miao furrowed his brows and took a few steps back. The monster before him had become a mountain of blood; heaps of flesh over a meter high were piled up, clearly showing three beams of white light shooting up into the sky through the flesh.

These three beams of light represented three items that had dropped.

And the three items were currently buried under the chunks of flesh.

He would have to dig into the mess to retrieve them.

Honestly, he was rather reluctant to go in. It was just too disgusting. If he did, the stench of blood would probably cling to him for days.

Just then—

Yuan Buping, leading the others, jogged up from behind, panting as he reached Chen Miao's side. Before he could catch his breath, he looked up with shock and excitement, giving a thumbs-up: "Miao, you..."

"Perfect timing."

Chen Miao stepped back a few paces, eyes on the three beams of white light, "Bring the brothers to pick up the items."

"What?"

Yuan Buping, who had prepared his speech on the way, was interrupted by Chen Miao before he could start, then quickly rolled up his sleeves and nodded vigorously, "Understood, Miao!"

Finally...

Finally, it was their turn to shine!

"Time to work, brothers!"

...

Yuan Buping and his group rushed into the bloody mess of flesh, employing various methods to extract the items buried underneath. The carcass's weight was not light, and retrieving the items was no easy task.

And Chen Miao simply stood by, sighing lightly.

Why wasn't there a function to automatically pick up dropped items? Surely he couldn't be expected to collect the loot himself after every boss fight?

Setting aside the hassle, what if someone happened by during this time? Wouldn't that lead to a fight?

Envy was a natural instinct.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. Instead, he turned his attention to the special reward listed on the announcement, a Classless item—"Decayed Glory."

The item looked strange; it was a magic cube.

But it only had two colors.

Black and white, the colored blocks haphazardly mixed together, very pleasant to the touch, seeming like an intricately crafted work of art.

「Prop Name」: Decayed Glory.

「Prop Level」: Classless.

「Prop Effect」: Upon activating this item, a random city-state effect from another city will be triggered, allowing you to enjoy an additional city-state effect. Once activated, it cannot be changed.

「Prop Restriction」: None.

「Prop Introduction」: 'The reflection of the moon in water, the shadow within the moon.'

"..."

Chen Miao gazed thoughtfully at the magic cube in his hand, idly fiddling with it without much conversation, roughly understanding the item's effect. It was the kind that could be very strong, or quite weak.

The magic cube's effect would allow him to enjoy an additional city-state effect.

Almost everyone could only enjoy the city-state effect of one city, even if someone from Jingjiu City arrived in Fengtian City, Jingjiu City's city-state effect would be invalidated and replaced by the city-state effect of Fengtian City.

This prop allowed him to enjoy the city-state effect of Fengtian City and a random other city's city-state effect simultaneously.

The Federation had nearly a thousand cities.

Among these, there were 128 major cities, and the city-state effects of these 128 major cities were unique. The city-state effects of the smaller cities were not unique, and if he randomly received Jingjiu City's city-state effect, its benefits need not be reiterated.

He would instantly become a Capital Lord.

Each level up reducing the required experience by 30% would give him a tremendous advantage in the early stages.

Unfortunately, this wasn't something he could choose on his own; it was random.

He took a deep breath, stuffed the prop into his backpack, and decided to wait until he returned to the tomb chamber that evening to wash his hands before activating the prop. He had never been confident in his own luck.

The coconut tree by the greenbelt had been planted for so long without ever hitting anyone, yet it had fallen and killed only him. That had utterly diminished his expectations for his own luck.

At that moment—

Yuan Buping, who was busily covered in blood, came over and handed three props emanating white light to Chen Miao with a wide grin, "Miao, they are all here."

"Yeah, you worked hard."

Chen Miao took the three props and casually put them into his backpack. The moment they entered the backpack, the white light from the props disappeared.

The props didn't even have a trace of blood on them.

After a BOSS died and dropped props, white light would guide the props skywards, ensuring that none were missed in a corner somewhere and that they would not be damaged or dirtied while the white lights were present.

This was quite convenient.

The white guiding light would vanish the moment the prop entered the backpack, however.

Chen Miao then glanced around and looked down at the watch on Hungry Monkey's wrist, "Let's head back, didn't we get a water tank today? You guys go back and wash up."

"Understood."

To solve the water problem.

Yuan Buping and others had called for a truck to bring a water tank to the cemetery that day. They installed a simple pressure valve in the tank, allowing for basic daily water needs. Normally, the water in this tank would be enough for so many people for about four or five days without any issues.

They hadn't dug a well.

That would be too difficult of an engineering feat, and they were only temporarily residing in the cemetery, not truly here to build in the wilderness.

...

Not long after.

Chen Miao and others returned to the cemetery and were surprised to find that the security guard, who had packed his belongings to flee, was now back at his post. The old-fashioned boxy television that had been packed away was once again on display.

He still watched the television with undiverting, slightly vacant eyes, and wrinkles covered his cheeks as he sat on the bed.

Chen Miao tossed a pack of cigarettes into the room without asking more questions, and gestured for Yuan Buping and the others to wash up, while he himself went back to the tomb chamber to sort out the loot from the day.

Besides the award 'Decayed Glory'.

The dense announcements on the panel had also awarded him 3 props, plus the three dropped by the boss, making six in total. Good gracious, that really was a windfall, all for just beating a boss, were the rewards always this plenty?

Maybe the process was too easy.

He didn't think that killing such a boss was a difficult task, even if it was a siege boss.

A siege boss meant that the boss was there to test the depth and execution of a city, not the power of an individual player. This was the first record in Fengtian City's history of a single person single-handedly slaying a full-health siege boss.

It was an achievement worth recording in the history books.

The rewards even seemed a bit low for such a feat.

...

ps: There's another chapter coming later, the next one is difficult to write, I've been thinking all morning what to name the main character's power.