I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

Chapter 188 Misfortune in Wisdom, Stronger Against the Strong.

"Location can be pinpointed,"

Zhou Shen gazed solemnly at Hungry Monkey, "Theoretically, that's correct, but Miao hasn't given us any specific information. Not to mention a name or the watch ID, we don't even have an age."

"All we know is that it's a man, a middle-aged man."

"Beyond that, we have no information at all."

"It's almost impossible to pinpoint his location under these circumstances."

This very first task was proving to be much more difficult than anything they had encountered in Fengtian City. Back in Fengtian, Miao would provide them directly with either the family address or the name of the target.

Plus, they could fully access the Fengtian City Enforcement Bureau's archives.

Mobilizing thousands of people.

It was easy to locate someone.

But here in Zhenba City, let's not even mention that the Enforcement Bureau hadn't fully restored order; the whole city was still in semi-chaos. Without family addresses or any basic information about the target, finding someone was practically a pipe dream.

...

Chen Miao was also feeling a bit of a headache. The middle-aged man with blood streaming from his eyes was completely refusing to communicate with him. After finishing his story, he sat in silence in the last row of the bus, his head bowed.

No matter how Chen Miao tried to start a conversation. Your journey continues with empire

The man simply wouldn't reveal any information.

At that moment—

The driver, sitting in his seat, suddenly turned back to glance at Chen Miao and then continued driving, murmuring, "This trip isn't going to be an easy one."

Then he returned to his expressionless state, as if nothing had happened.

However, Chen Miao didn't have time to think too much. The bus suddenly stopped again. It was clear business was good today; passengers were boarding one after another without him needing to call out at the door.

He had to attend to this customer.

Lest he leave them hanging too long and trigger some unnecessary events. Although he hadn't yet seen what an enraged passenger looked like, from the performance of other players on the last Hell Bus ride, he could roughly imagine the scene.

It was probably not much different from the mother and child ghosts he had blasted away with a burst of gunfire.

He could only pin his hopes on Hungry Monkey and the others outside.

This was also within the scope of the Events Bureau's duties.

However, if an existence like Lord Miao turned into a Resentful Spirit, the local Events Bureau would hardly be able to withstand it, and even the Events Bureau in Jingjiu City would struggle.

...

Unfortunately, because this middle-aged man had not yet claimed his prize, there was no news about him, yet they still managed to find his name and wristwatch ID from the lottery station.

After positioning him through Zhenba City's Enforcement Bureau,

in a pile of construction ruins, they found a monster's corpse.

This monster's corpse resembled a shark, over three meters in length, covered in green, viscous fluid, with a smooth body. Its mouth made up half of its size and, even in death, those terrifying fangs were enough to instill fear.

Zhou Shen and Hungry Monkey exchanged a look, not daring to delay for a moment, and immediately started preparing to dissect.

Just as Zhou Shen was about to cut open the monster's belly to look for the man's body inside its stomach,

Hungry Monkey rolled up his sleeves, muttered "Strong Hand Splitting Skull," and then, just like butchering a sheep's head, he forcefully split the monster's head into two halves with the power that had been growing by one point daily in his Strength Attribute.

Soon, they found a man's body in the stomach of the beast.

It was almost completely decayed.

In the more severe areas, even the flesh and skin were not visible, leaving only bones.

The middle-aged man was curled up like he was in his mother's womb, his right hand buried deep in his chest as if protecting something very important. They had to forcefully pry his right hand open.

In the palm of his hand was a bloody lottery ticket clutched tightly.

This man was indeed the target of their first mission.

There was no fatal wound on the man's body; it seemed he had been swallowed alive and hadn't died immediately inside the monster's stomach. It was unknown whether he suffocated to death or died some other way.

"..."

With a complicated expression, Hungry Monkey looked at the man's pitiful state. It was evident that the man valued the lottery ticket in his hand greatly; even when close to death, he kept the ticket gripped tightly, protecting it dearly.

Ten million.

For him now, it wasn't a very large sum. Having been with Miao for too long, ten million was just a drop in the bucket, something he was accustomed to.

But for this middle-aged man, it symbolized a new beginning, the recovery of his wife who was lying sick in bed, a harmonious future life without arguments over money with his spouse, and a decent life for his child.