I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

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Moreover, even if he had met her earlier, if they hadn't gone through all those experiences together in dreams, he might not have fallen in love with Lord Miao.

There are too many ifs, but sadly, the word "if" only exists in the dictionary and not in reality.

Although his memory was somewhat hazy, he still sent a message to the outside world immediately.

"Mission accomplished."

"Arrived at the destination smoothly."

...

Lord Miao didn't speak anymore, just lying in Chen Miao's arms like a sleeping kitten.

"Why did you want to name the child Little Miao?"

Chen Miao suddenly broke the quiet atmosphere.

"Of course, it's because you need to complete your mission."

"The reason there is this mission is that you truly wanted to name your own child Little Miao."

"Because I was too well-behaved as a child, I hope my child won't be like me and can be a bit rebellious."

"Isn't it good to be well-behaved? Parents would be very happy."

Lord Miao found a more comfortable position in Chen Miao's embrace and whispered softly, "But you will be unhappy yourself. When you wear a white T-shirt, you get very tired because you need to be on your guard all the time, even the slightest bit of grease becomes so glaringly obvious."

"But if you wear a black T-shirt, you can be much more carefree."

"I want my child to wear a black T-shirt."

"Wearing a white T-shirt is too exhausting."

Chen Miao didn't speak again, just turned his head to look out the window. The bus had started to slow down, the final stop was almost here.

"Final stop reached, please, the ticket seller, disembark."

After the announcement on the display panel.

Chen Miao paused for a moment, then slowly stepped off the bus, standing at the station looking toward Lord Miao lying at the window, looking back at him. They stared at each other for a long while before he suddenly smiled, "This world is very interesting, much more interesting than the last one."

"If you can travel to other worlds, remember to strive to survive."

"I will struggle to reach the summit and then look for you."

"One day, we will meet again."

"Mm-hmm."

Tears welled up in the eyes of Lord Miao sitting on the seat, she nodded vigorously, and at that moment, she finally couldn't control her emotions any longer. With a hoarse voice, she called out loudly, "I will collect many things that are useful to you in that world, until you find me."

Chen Miao nodded too, the corners of his eyes slightly red as he smiled, "Just like in the game?"

"Exactly."

"Swear to it."

"Swear to it."

"Will you find me?"

"Have I ever not found you? Every time you stormed out after a fight, I was able to find you."

"That's because I always hid in the fire escape, and you could see me as soon as you opened the door."

"Then wait for me like that this time too, I'll come."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Lord Miao's voice gradually became faint as the Hell Bus drove away, and on the desolate highway, Chen Miao stood alone on the platform, watching the Hell Bus that was slowly heading towards the end of the road.

His eyes reddened, he smiled broadly.

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Actually, he knew that this time he would have to break his word.

He couldn't possibly find Lord Miao.

Not everyone could go to a new world after death, and he didn't know what word to use to describe his current feelings. All he felt was a suffocating blockage in his heart, and he desperately wanted to have a good cry to let out all his emotions.

Just as he was about to do so, when no one was around, his mouth had just opened when he heard a voice from behind him.

"Why aren't you crying yet, aren't you sad?"

"You really are heartless."

The unexpected voice interrupted Chen Miao's emotions, and he turned around suddenly to look behind him, only to see a middle-aged man standing there with his hands in his pockets, looking wistfully in the direction the Hell Bus had driven off.

"You... you're the driver?"

Chen Miao paused, asking reflexively, recognizing the man as the driver of the Hell Bus, but... his gaze then sharply turned to where the Hell Bus's silhouette had vanished. Was the bus now driving itself?

Damn it... there couldn't be an accident, could there?

"Got a smoke?"

The man didn't speak, just licked his dry lips and asked with some urgency: "Come on, come on, it's been so long since I've had one, I've been itching for a smoke. Why do you look so shocked? Didn't I tell you before we boarded that this was my last trip?"

"After this one, I could retire."

"Now, I've retired."

"Phew!"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The man took the cigarette Chen Miao handed him, drawing on it greedily, then closed his eyes and tilted his head back in rapture: "Ahh, that's the stuff, it feels so goddamn good!"

"It's this feeling that reminds me of when I was still human."

"Not some neither-human-nor-ghost being."

"Retirement feels really good."

After glancing at Chen Miao's doubtful and guarded expression, the man suddenly laughed: "Relax, let's see, you've got about a minute before you're sent back to your world."

"I'll cut to the chase, thanks to you, my retirement was a smooth one."

"Honestly, when she got on the bus, I had lost all hope that that ticket would ever be collected. I had no room for errors left, and if I couldn't collect the ticket from this passenger, retirement would be impossible, and I would have to face something terribly frightening."

"But you did it."

"That's impressive."

"You must be wondering where the Hell Bus's final destination is, aren't you?"

Although Chen Miao had many questions, he was running out of time. He just nodded, as it seemed the man had a lot of information to share. He decided to let the man finish, which would save a lot of time.

"Of course it's Hell!"

The man gave Chen Miao a look: "If the Hell Bus doesn't go to Hell, where else could it go?"

"You'll never see your woman again in this lifetime, stop dreaming, go out and find someone new."

After seeing Chen Miao's gaze darken in an instant, the man hastily coughed lightly and said with an awkward tone: "Sorry, just a joke, even though time is tight and I'm still joking. But it's been so long since I've talked properly with someone, I just couldn't help myself, you should be able to understand."

"There's no such thing as Hell."

"The Hell Bus is just a fixed event, and it's not actually about transcending Lost Souls. Everything operates according to the rules, and as for where the Hell Bus actually goes, even I don't know."

"But I've seen a passenger suddenly become the driver."

"At the very least, this indicates that these passengers can possibly continue to exist in this world as some special beings. As far as my memory goes, it only consists of driving, never resting."

"I remember just one thing—"

"And that is..."

"Worlds like yours, which have undergone Transcendentalization, are numerous, not just one, and each world has its own secret realms, major events, etc., each different, but fixed events are the same and unique."