After the enhancement by the "Tao Wood" skin, the Thompson submachine gun he held had completely transformed.
Firstly, the appearance, which transitioned from the commonly known black-and-red and dark black to being drenched in a striking crimson with deep gold ripples, was extraordinarily eye-catching and highly recognizable.
Several streaks of crimson Gilded Light spiraled around the body of the gun, like nine dragons wrapping around a coffin.
The gun's body was faintly ablaze with flames, captivating onlookers as if drawing their very souls into its fiery dance.
The presence of these light effects turned what once was an ordinary Thompson submachine gun into the kind of cash weapon one wouldn't dream of getting without spending at least 10 piles of 648 Star Coins.
Even its stat panel had completely changed.
"Weapon Name": Tao Wood · HK Thompson Submachine Gun
"Weapon Grade": E Grade.
"Weapon Restriction": Only usable by 'Gunman' class and promoted series of Supernatural Players. Player Level must be at 2 and Strength Attribute at least 12.
"Weapon Details": Damage Energy Coefficient ranges from 6-15, depending on the point of impact. The drum's maximum capacity is 50 rounds.
"Weapon Introduction": "When a man, clad in a trench coat with a Thompson submachine gun in hand, walks against the wind letting his coat flutter as he approaches monsters at the end of a distant street, no woman could resist turning back for a glance at that man while fleeing."
"Skin Effect": The interior space of the drum magazine will undergo an expansion modification, allowing a substantial amount of ammunition to be packed inside, thus significantly increasing ammo capacity. Additionally, every ten bullets fired, the eleventh bullet will trigger a 'Tao Wood' effect.
"PS: The 'Tao Wood' effect constitutes an explosive round, endowing the fired bullet with a strong explosive effect."
There were quite a few changes on the panel.
Let's extract the key information.
The drum's interior space will be expanded, which means the maximum capacity of the drum has increased from 50 rounds to at least 40,000 rounds.
Chen Miao directed his consciousness into the drum's space, slightly smaller than his Nothingness Space, but not by much. It had more than enough room to hold 40,000 rounds, meaning as long as his gun barrel didn't wear out, he could keep pulling the trigger until all 40,000 rounds were depleted.
Looking at this scene before him,
he couldn't help but laugh again. This was far beyond switching from a musket to a cannon; it was like fast-forwarding from the Stone Age to the age of firearms. They weren't even on the same level; it was an interdimensional assault.
Just minutes before, he had been using a revolver with an extremely low killing efficiency, firing one round at a time.
And he had to continuously change magazines.
How bothersome that was—although the trouble was secondary, the main issue was that if someone caught him during a magazine change, he essentially had no ability to resist.
But as he was about to activate the production line for 11.43mm Thompson-specific bullets in his Nothingness Space to produce 40,000 rounds to stuff into the drum space, he suddenly stopped and hesitated for a moment.
After comparing the sizes.
He directly inserted the production line into the drum space.
It was neither too big nor too small, occupying exactly half of the space.
Only then did he activate the production line, and 20,000 bullets quickly surged out, falling into the interior of the drum.
Chen Miao tentatively raised the Thompson submachine gun, took aim at the enemy emerging from a military tent not far away, and pulled the trigger, sweeping the area.
"Ratatat, bang!"
The piercing gunfire suddenly erupted once more, occasionally accompanied by the sounds of explosions and the sight of blasts ahead—that was the explosive round's effect. Indeed, the production line could be perfectly integrated into the drum space.
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Although placing the production line in the drum space meant that he couldn't store more bullets, it also meant that he could produce a large number of bullets continuously as long as he had the thought.
It also saved him the step of taking the bullets out of the Nothingness Space and stuffing them into the drum space.
In the midst of battle, this effect was more than just a convenience.
Theoretically,
his Thompson Submachine Gun now had infinite bullets.
As long as there were enough Star Coins.
He only had 200 Star Coins left in his pocket, spending 10 to make revolver bullets, and just now, producing Thompson bullets cost him another 40 Star Coins, leaving him with only 150 Star Coins.
Making bullets for the Thompson was a bit more expensive.
20 Star Coins could produce 10,000 bullets.
But even so, that was nearly a hundred times cheaper than the outside price, a price other players simply couldn't get.
"Miao,"
At that moment, Hungry Monkey also noticed the activity here and jogged over. Looking at the Thompson Submachine Gun in Miao's hands with its exaggerated light effects, he couldn't help but swallow and murmur, "That gun looks really cool now."
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Meanwhile, in the ancient city,
Ever since Chen Miao's name climbed onto the "Medal of Warfire Secret Realm Point Rankings," players standing on the city walls began to sense that something was amiss—they hadn't seen Chen Miao at all. Where had Chen Miao been killing enemy soldiers and scoring points constantly?
And the points were outrageously high!
Chen Miao's points were already over 200.
The third-place player only had 57 points.
Gradually, they noticed that each wave of enemies was getting fewer and fewer, and not only that, but several of the recent enemy waves had some glaring injuries, along with various other signs, which made them suspect that Chen Miao had gone to the spawn points to farm enemies.
Experience told them that this was the Experience Secret Realm, and they should not leave the city wall, which almost represented absolute safety. However, soon enough, several voices rose from the crowd.
"Never mind him, I bet he'll have killed all the upcoming enemy troops soon, and then what will we kill, what's the point of entering this secret realm, to take a holiday?"
"I don't know what you're all scared of. If Chen Miao can go there, can we die if we go?"
"If you don't go, I will. The teacher instructed us before entering the secret realm that if we find the opportunity, we must kill Chen Miao inside the realm. I must carry out the teacher's order."
"Think about the grudge between our elders and Doctor Gou. If Chen Miao survives and comes out on top, where will that leave our elders' pride? We will probably be the ones in trouble, won't we?"
After a few words,
These players quickly reached a consensus.
To take the initiative, head to the spawn points to find Chen Miao, kill him inside this secret realm, and figure out how he managed to kill so many enemy soldiers outside the city walls without a scratch on him.
Just then,
The alert in everyone's ears sounded again, indicating the seventh wave of enemies was about to arrive. However, after waiting on the city walls for a long time, the players saw not one enemy reach the base of the walls, obviously, all had been killed by Chen Miao at the spawn points.
Seeing this, the players no longer waited. They each used their methods to leap down from the walls and strode directly along the mountain road towards the front.
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