I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"Ding, Civilization Sphere activation failed, selected target is a Level 1 civilization, unable to be included."

"..."

He stood in silence with an expressionless face, looking down at his abdomen. This civilization, which entirely relied on parasitism, was still a Level 1 civilization? Although it was the lowest-rated among all grades, it was after all a rated civilization.

In terms of civilization rating dimensions, it was higher than Blue Star by one rank.

It was also one rank higher than the Stone Fort Civilization he had just annihilated.

Suddenly, he remembered something. When he had parted from the person from the Azure Dragon Civilization, he forgot to ask if they knew about the Zhiren Race civilization or if they had any good solutions.

It couldn't be true that once possessed, one could only wait for death, could it?

But on second thought, it seemed quite reasonable.

After all, no matter how powerful one person was, it was still just one person. The most absurd thing about the Zhiren Race civilization was that they would use the full strength of a civilization just to deal with you, a single person. How could that be battled?

Even if you were a player from a high-level civilization, you couldn't beat the Zhiren Race.

Let alone him being a minor civilization.

This was like being an individual investor holding a million credit points, excitedly rushing into the stock market. And as soon as you buy, the capital team withdraws and starts dumping stocks; when you sell, the capital team rushes back in.

Focused exclusively on you.

Not caring about their own losses at all, the capital team fixated on you, the individual investor, until they destroyed you, sparing no expense.

The outcome was quite clear.

No matter how smart the individual investor was, how could they possibly withstand such relentless and costly targeting by capital?

Unless...

This individual investor had a bigger scale than the capital team itself.

"Forget it."

Having failed the experiment, Chen Miao also dismissed the idea of completely eradicating the Zhiren Race from his body. Since there was no solution, so be it. After all, the existence of the Zhiren Race wasn't entirely useless to him; at least when it came to rapid healing, no one could compare.

It had practically granted him an Immortal Body.

The effect was still quite good.

...

Twenty-four hours quickly passed.

And as time went by, every corner of Blue Star, including all cities, wastelands, The Land of Extreme Cold, etc., were restored to their pre-flood condition of Moyang, and Chen Miao and others were back at their main base in The Land of Extreme Cold.

Good news.

They had thought that after being soaked for over seventy days, the base would be completely uninhabitable, but once restored, everything was as good as new, without even a hint of odor, exactly as it had been before they left.

The base was still there.

They had put a lot of effort into this base.

"Elder Bai."

Chen Miao, currently lying in a rocking chair with a meaningful look, gazed at Elder Bai who happily approached the bonfire to enjoy some barbecue, and spoke: "Tell me, what's the situation with your Life-bound Tomb this time?"

In the past, when they gathered here around the bonfire to enjoy barbecue, Elder Bai never joined in the fun.

He would just stay quietly in his own tomb garden, doing nothing but sit and stare into space.

That he would exceptionally come over today, unable to contain the smile on his face, clearly indicated that Elder Bai reaped quite a bit from this war of civilizations, perhaps even more than him.

What's most important for a Tomb Guardian?

Isn't it corpses?

This time, Chen Miao had provided Elder Bai with 1.7 billion corpses.

That was an absurdly huge number.

"By the way, Elder Bai."

Chen Miao suddenly turned his head to look at Elder Bai: "Do you remember a promise we made a long time ago in the outskirts cemetery of Fengtian City? You said that if I got you a corpse, you'd give me two thousand credit points."

"My math isn't so good."

"Could you help me figure out what 1.7 billion times two thousand equals?"

"How do you plan to pay the bill?"

Elder Bai, who was joyfully enjoying his skewers, suddenly had his smile freeze and gradually fade away. After a pause, he awkwardly put down the skewer in his hand and looked at Chen Miao seriously.

"Chen Miao, thank you for this time, you made the strength of my Life-bound Tomb reach a level that even I cannot judge."

"I am still researching it."

"I've only found one use for it so far, it can be used to attack."

With that said—

Elder Bai took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began rapidly Forming Seals with his hands. A vast blue palace larger than Noah's Ark emerged just a few meters above their heads.

Carrying an intense aura of intimidation.

They could see the storm clouds above them through the blue palace.

It's not that the palace was transparent, but it was as if the blue palace belonged to a two-dimensional world, observable simultaneously with objects from the three-dimensional world. At first glance, it gave off a strange feeling.

And as Elder Bai's fingers began to fly, Forming Seals, a roaring sound began to fill the air.

Accompanied by the opening of a bronze gate.

"Ah!!!"

Eerie screams of pain echoed in everyone's ears as countless blue Fierce Ghosts with ferocious and frantic expressions surged out of the bronze gate. But before they could get far, they were yanked back by numerous chains.

Deeper inside the palace, a fiery sea could be seen, resembling hell itself.

Only then did Elder Bai open his eyes and speak: "This is my Life-bound Tomb, a tomb palace complex. Since there were too many deaths on-site, the palace turned out to be a bit large. Normally, it might have been just a small burial chamber."
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"Maybe not even as big as the tomb Hungry Monkey used to live in."