My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten - Chapter 145: Blowing Up Part 2

Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as “Student”, “Fighter”, “Thief”, and so on.After much contemplation, he activated the “Gunslinger” profession.From then on!While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills.Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the “Thompson Submachine Gun,” “Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle,” “Inferno Gatling,” “Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon,” and so on....One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings.And in the crowd.Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up.“Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong.”

One of the few self-cultivator who exist in this modern world; due to an unfortunate event, completely destroyed his body in an explosion. Using all his effort to save his primordial spirit, he ended up in an strange magical world and had to start all over again. From a fallen aristocrat to the Warlord of Chaos, this can no longer be summarise as legendary; this is the life of the God of War.

Ren Wu died once.Two thousand years ago, he was the Imperial Chancellor who governed Hell itself—an Auditor who enforced cosmic law, taxed gods, and sentenced demons with a brushstroke.Then Heaven and Hell cooperated.He was assassinated before he could finish signing a decree meant to fix the cycle of reincarnation.Now, he has awakened in the body of a dying factory owner at the bottom of the modern Underworld.His wealth is his health.His business is survival.His enemies are corporations, gangs, ancient clans—and the government of Hell.While others cultivate to become immortal heroes, Ren Wu cultivates assets.He monopolizes supply chains.He weaponizes contracts.He turns gangs into employees.He turns ancient cultivation manuals into corrected instruction manuals.To Ren Wu, modern cultivators are not warriors.They are illiterate workers using corrupted translations of Hell’s employee handbooks.As Ren rebuilds his corporate empire, fragments of his sealed memories return…Why did his archaeologist parents send him an ancient coffin before vanishing?Why does the Administration desperately want him erased?Why does every ancient family’s sacred art trace back to Hell?To uncover the truth, Ren Wu must do what he does best:Acquire political shields.Build unions.Exploit loopholes.Rewrite laws.Because in this world…You don’t punch judges.You don’t sue gangsters.And you never fight the system.You become the system.

Everyone else transmigrated and became a human, but Castra transmigrated and became a summon spirit.Even worse, he was an animal Poop Shoveler Spirit, the lowest of the lowest F-rank spirit!Summoners despise him and they gave him 1 star reviews.Bad review= no summons= die!;Oh God, help!God heard Castra's prayer— and sent him a poop.DUNG! [Behold! The great Poop system is here! You only need to shovel and you will level up, becoming the greatest SSS-Rank spirit!]Castra: So easy? what to shovel?DUNG! [Shovel an orange cat's poop ×10][Reward: SSS-Rank Nyan Nyan Punch Skill]...is this a joke??A joke or not, Castra already got his death sentence.BEEP. [Dear spirit, you have accumulated five 1 star reviews in a row from your summoners.][As per the Spirit World's regulation, you will be annihilated in 3...2...1...]————Former title: SSS-Rank Poop Shoveler SpiritTW:• A lot of swearing related to sh*t• A lot of poop-related skills (don't worry, all animal Poop)Power level:• Summoners & summon spirits: -F-rank to SSS rank• Dungeon monsters & wild monsters:F-rank to SSS rank• Mage: 1 circle- 9 circles• Stats: 1 star-5 stars