I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

Chapter 277 "I Discovered an Astonishing Fact.

"what does that mean?"

zhang wanlin's eyes gradually narrowed, a sense of foreboding rising within him. he lowered his head to glance at the cigarette in his arms, curling his body as far back into his seat as possible, as if by doing so he could put as much distance between himself and chen miao as possible.

he naturally knew what the hell bus was.

however, he had never imagined that he could board the hell bus. generally speaking, only those with extreme resentment in their hearts could board the hell bus, and to be honest... he didn't harbor any resentment before his death.

even though he died at the hands of chen miao, he really didn't feel any resentment.

he had always known this day would come.

he had never expected to die of old age; such a fate was normal for him. although chen miao made his family lose everything, his hatred for chen miao was just that, nothing more. the transcendentalization of the world had bestowed unprecedented glory upon the zhang family, but it had also brought some unfortunate consequences.

"hmm."

after silent contemplation, chen miao finally spoke, "things are a bit complicated. someone once told me that she believed the hell bus could travel to another world. i know that's nothing but a faux tale."

"i believe that there really are different worlds in the universe."

"but to say that one could travel to another world via the hell bus is a bit too absurd. for some reason, i started conducting a thorough investigation."

"i discovered an astonishing fact."

"that is, nearly 90% of people are not eligible to board the hell bus. a person must harbor an extreme unwillingness or resentment before their death, emotions that turn them into a resentful spirit, in a muddled state, to get on the hell bus."

"but there are some exceptions."

"these exceptions are the supernaturals of level 35 and above. i stumbled upon an alarming fact, which is that any supernatural of level 35 and above, regardless of their reason for death, regardless of whether they held any unwillingness or resentment, can board the hell bus."

"impossible!"

zhang wanlin instinctively retorted, "the rules of the hell bus are transparent: only those who die with a sense of unwillingness can board the hell bus to hell."

this rule was recognized by the federation.

it was concluded from recurrent 'hell bus' incidents.

"wait a minute, how did you come across this data? how did you find out that all supernaturals above level 35 can board the hell bus?"

when he was young, he had a very good friend, a few years old. that time he and this friend entered a level-up pack together, with impressive experts guiding them through secret realms to earn loads of experience. but in one of those secret realms, something unexpected happened.

his friend died.

he watched as his friend died right before his eyes.

since then, he had developed a psychological shadow, and he stubbornly refused to enter secret realms again. they were too dangerous. the few levels he gained afterward were because his family forced him into secret realms. his plans for his own life were actually quite simple: enjoy eating, drinking, and playing.

that was enough.

his family had the means; why not enjoy life?

"yes, you are not level 35."

chen miao said calmly, "based on the experiences i have summarized lately, i have come to a speculative conclusion: the hell bus doesn't intend to carry more people."

"it just can't."

zhang wanlin was wrong about something earlier: it's not tens of thousands, but over a hundred thousand hell buses in operation every day, and ninety-nine percent of them run empty.

"can't?"

"yes, to be precise, these hell buses can't perceive the deceased, unable to pull them onboard."

"there are only three ways to accurately get the deceased on board."

"the first way is to die with extreme resentment or unwillingness."

"the second way is for supernaturals of level 35 or above."

"the third way is for those who are marked."

"and you fall into the category of being marked."

"..."

zhang wanlin's eyes were blank as he stared at chen miao, completely unable to comprehend the meaning.

"didn't you say there was a test subject who suddenly started talking nonsense?"

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