I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

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Since the transcendentalization of their planet began as a gift from a high-dimensional civilization,

it stands to reason that a high-dimensional civilization must have arranged a Monitor to observe the progress of this civilization, right?

They surely wouldn't just let it grow wildly.

Thus, he had started searching for the Monitor of the high-dimensional civilization a long time ago.

But what he didn't expect was that at the end of his search, he found out he was the Monitor from the high-dimensional civilization himself.

It's just that when he was cast down to Blue Star, all his memories were sealed, and he didn't know he was the Monitor.

When Chen Miao entered the Hell Bus, he suddenly came across a clue. Just as he was about to delve deeper, he was forced to execute his own death, yes, compelled to commit suicide.

...

"So annoying,"

the mayor looked helplessly at the screen on the wall. The body that had died on Blue Star was just a shell, not his real body; for all these years, his true body had been in a nutrition pod. He was only projecting his consciousness onto that body, which is why he could be forced to die.

These bodies were in the hands of the organization.

It was at this moment he realized that there were quite a few Monitors on Blue Star. Their methods of monitoring were their own eyes—the scenes displayed on the wall screens were transmitted through these people's eyes, and the Monitors themselves didn't know they were Monitors.

He could see Chen Miao and others on the screens.

This meant that among the people around Chen Miao, one of them was a Monitor, and was even looking towards Chen Miao and his group.

With the recovery of his memory, he understood the purpose of being a Monitor. There was no need to know too much about the secrets of this planet; as long as they understood how the planet's evolution was progressing from a macro perspective.

Just as he had guessed.

Numerous high-dimensional civilizations were preparing to escape from the universe, this prison. As long as their speed exceeded the expansion rate of the universe, theoretically, they could leave the universe. To these high-dimensional civilizations, this constantly expanding universe was the prison confining them.

But their strength was insufficient.

So, these high-dimensional civilizations kept forcing all civilizations within the universe to evolve, thus filtering out the successful and powerful civilizations to join them and become one of them.

It was that simple.

These were the top-level secrets.

Unable to resist supporting his chin with one hand, the mayor clicked his tongue and said, "Without any memory and without any actionable intelligence, I managed to guess it exactly right. Am I a genius?"

Just then—

All the screens on the wall went dark, and the entire room started to flash red lights continuously. A piercing alarm also sounded simultaneously.

"Alright, alright."

"I know I've been fired. I'm leaving, alright."

The mayor shrugged helplessly, walked to a corner of the room, and slowly pushed open the door. A bustling street came into view, with numerous flying cars operating in an orderly manner in the sky. It was nighttime, and the neon lights of the city looked utterly corrupt.

Many pedestrians on the street were wearing a monocle-style eyepiece, through which countless streams of data could be seen rapidly flashing.

This was a civilization highly advanced in technology, and it was his civilization.

And above the city,

there was also a ranking list, but the highest level of the city's number one was only Level 21, not even as high as Fengtian City's level.

Transcendentalization was happening in his civilization as well.

...

Yes.

To the high-dimensional civilizations, planets like Blue Star represented not only fresh bloodlines but also lab rats. This supernatural power was something they discovered during an attempt to break out of the universal boundary.

It is speculated that this power is the true force outside of the universe, the real world.

Upon discovering this power, the high-dimensional civilizations started to introduce it into some minor civilizations, ensuring every step as a high-dimensional civilization was extremely cautious. They moved slowly, and only after those minor civilizations had been tested, they sought the optimal solution from the countless answers of those civilizations.

This ensured that the high-dimensional civilizations would not be destroyed by this power and that they could find the most correct optimal solution.

It was a very safe way to proceed.

The Blue Star Federation's highest player level had already surpassed Level 70, while the highest player level in his civilization was only Level 40.

"Huff."

He took a deep breath, looking out at the world before him, both foreign and familiar, and murmured softly, "I hope there will be a chance to meet again."

At that moment, he seemed to be half-awake from a dream.

Unsure what was real and what was illusion.

...

"Where is this?"

Lord Miao looked out of the Hell Bus window with some confusion. The bus had been driving along the road, crossing fields, and had directly entered a city. The city, whose tallest buildings were no more than three stories high and whose architectural style seemed quite retro, appeared before them.

The bus quickly came to a stop.

Suddenly, the bus door was surrounded by armor-clad soldiers wielding weapons. Although these were just cold weapons, she could feel something extremely dangerous emanating from them.

As she was unsure what to do—

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Space suddenly ripped apart.

A middle-aged man dressed in armor holding a blade stepped out from the rift in space and looked at Lord Miao with a respectful expression, his hoarse voice breaking the silence, "This is the Fifth-Level Civilization 'Great Qin.' We received a message that the noble lady was a Level 67 Supernatural being in her lifetime. By imperial decree, I have been specifically instructed to wait here for the noble lady, hoping that in the future, you may choose to stay in 'Great Qin,' assisting His Majesty in making 'Great Qin' even more prosperous."

"For this purpose, we can satisfy any condition the noble lady might have."

"Really?"

A flicker of light passed through Lord Miao's eyes, "Then can you take me home? I want to go back to Blue Star."

"Uh..."

A hint of embarrassment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes as he slightly lowered his head, "That... we can't do. We can only intercept the Hell Bus, but that's all, we are unable to take the noble lady home."

"Is there someone at home you are longing for?"

"Yes."

"Although we cannot take the noble lady back, we can guarantee that one day, when 'Great Qin's' strength is sufficient, we will definitely reunite the noble lady with her family."

Thus pleaded the middle-aged general.

The price was not small.

But in exchange for a Level 67 Supernatural, it was a bloody good deal. He couldn't even begin to imagine how much smoother the path for Great Qin would become with such an existence. The reason a minor general like himself was sent to greet her was not because His Majesty deemed this matter unimportant.

It was because His Majesty was currently too busy to disengage.

A Level 67 Supernatural being on this trip on the Hell Bus—a fact now known by many civilizations.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Who wouldn't want her?

Everyone would.

Considering that the highest level of Supernatural beings in 'Great Qin' at present is only at Level 42, a Level 67 Supernatural could not only provide them with a multitude of high-level techniques and secrets but also bring a vast amount of experience, whose value was truly immeasurable.

His Majesty was leading the troops in a standoff against the armies of seven civilizations, his attitude extremely strong. This person had to belong to 'Great Qin.' All individuals of rank had been dispatched, leaving this lesser-known character to do the welcoming.

"Oh oh."

A trace of disappointment flashed through Lord Miao's eyes, but quickly she seemed to recall something, excitement flickered faintly within. She looked out at this seemingly desolate ancient city—was this what Miao had told her about, the possibility of heading to other worlds after death?

Indeed, it was so.

Miao had not deceived her.

And she was fortunate that her memory was not wiped, which meant that one day in the future, she might have the opportunity to meet Miao again. She still found it difficult to accept as she gazed at the road she had traveled. It felt like such a brief trip—was it really impossible to go back?

"By the way, do you know about Earth?"

Lord Miao turned to face the middle-aged general.

Miao had once told her that his home planet was a place called Earth, not Blue Star.

"Earth?"

The middle-aged general furrowed his brows in thought before shaking his head, "I do not know, it must be some insignificant civilization, I presume. Is the noble lady agreeing to stay?"

"Yes, yes."

Lord Miao nodded firmly, walking down from the bus, "You just said you could grant me any request. I hope you can find a planet called Earth, can you do that?"

"No problem!"

The middle-aged general replied solemnly, "I will report this request to His Majesty immediately!"

He then took out a wristwatch from his breast pocket, found a friend named 'Prime Minister Li Si' in his friends' list, and sent a message right away.

'To Prime Minister Li, the mission is successfully completed. The noble lady has agreed to stay in Great Qin to assist His Majesty!'

"Eh..."

Lord Miao looked at the wristwatch on the arm of the middle-aged general, a bit distracted, "I thought 'Great Qin' had an ancient style? How come there are wristwatches? Aren't those a technology from a scientific civilization?"

"Oh, this," he replied, a touch of pride in his voice as he raised his wrist, "we seized this from other civilizations. It's very convenient for communication, much faster than the wolf-smoke signals we used to use."

Lord Miao nodded and then took one more look down the road she had come from, "How old are you today? Don't keep calling me noble lady, call me by my name, I'm Lord Miao."

"As you command, I am 2,173 years old now. Over 2,000 years ago, His Majesty found the Elixir of Longevity and the Immortal Skills. He had everyone in the nation take the Miracle Elixir and practice the Immortal Skills. Since then, the entire nation ascended, and everyone became like dragons. After many years of effort, we successfully reached the status of a Fifth-Level Civilization one hundred and thirty-seven years ago."

"..."

Lord Miao stuck her tongue out in disbelief without speaking. 2,173 years, isn't that living far too long? Is everyone in this nation immortal? That's outrageously unbelievable!

What she really wanted to say was, "Over 2,000 years and you've only managed to become a low-level leader?", but she would only express such thoughts inwardly and never voice them aloud, as it might be too offensive.

She wondered when she would see Miao again.

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"Miao? Miao?"

Standing next to the barbecue stall, Hungry Monkey looked at Chen Miao, who had fallen into a daze, and waved his hand in front of him tentatively, "Miao? This is reality, not a dream. Miao, are you having trouble telling the difference?"