I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

A ticket worth 10 million credit points!

Whether this player won or lost in the end, this news was certain to hit the headlines of Broken Pot City's news tomorrow. Suddenly, this Secret Realm, which had been neglected for several weeks, was brought back into the spotlight, prompting countless people to rush excitedly toward the Secret Realm Building!

These people were all there to watch the spectacle!

Or rather, the vast majority were there for the spectacle!

The remaining few, however, were there for the prize money of the ticket. 10 million credit points could greatly improve their lives, or even change their life and that of their descendants.

For someone of Zhang Wanlin's level, 10 million credit points wouldn't even buy a decent car, but for the average person, 10 million was a sum they could never hope to earn in their lifetime.

The D-level Secret Realm 'The Game of the Brave'.

No use of any items or skills.

Everyone was on the same starting line, competing in only one thing: who could be crueler to themselves. No matter the level of expertise of the player, it didn't mean anything here. For many low-level Supernatural beings, this was the only path to slay gods.

The only pity was that ordinary people couldn't enter this Secret Realm anymore.

This was a D-level Secret Realm. The lowest entry threshold for this realm was level 15 or higher. Those below level 15 simply couldn't enter. Otherwise, those who would forsake their families for a few pieces of broken silver might, for the sake of these 10 million, unleash unimaginable potential.

Soon—

The first batch of people had already arrived at the scene, panting. After scanning the surroundings and seeing the screen was still snowy, they let out a sigh of relief, clearly they were still on time, and the Secret Realm hadn't started yet.

Afterward, they glanced at Hungry Monkey Chen Miao and his companions, nodding thoughtfully. One of them must be the person who offered 10 million credit points for the ticket, but it was still unclear which one.

This floor only had this one Secret Realm, and aside from this one, there were no other realms. As more and more people swarmed in, the remaining four participants quickly gathered.

With the sound of an alert, the vortex at the entrance of the Secret Realm slowly lit up and began to rotate.

Chen Miao was the first to walk calmly into the swirling vortex with his cane.

Accompanied by a flash of white light.

He reappeared in a huge white space.

...

This white space was divided into five sections, separated by transparent membranes that players could not cross.

Chen Miao looked down to find that his custom boots had disappeared at some point, leaving his feet bare, his clothes replaced with plain cloth, and the injuries on his feet had been cleared.

The rules panel popped up abruptly.

'Ding, the following are the specific rules for the D-level Secret Realm 'The Game of the Brave.' Please all players watch carefully.'

'1: Players can customarily edit the level of injuries, for example, players can enter 'testicles shattered' in the editor in front of them. There's no need to take action; the testicles will shatter on their own. The editor can be used to perform some highly difficult self-injury actions, and it can circumvent the human body's self-protection mechanism, preventing the mechanism from failing due to repeated self-harm.'

'2: Each time a player gets injured, a white panel in front will pop up with a score based on the player's pain threshold perception.'

'3: After 12 hours, the player with the highest score will be the winner and take away the tickets of all players.'

'4: Players may choose to concede. Once four players have conceded, the remaining player automatically becomes the winner. At this point, this player can choose to leave the Secret Realm immediately or naturally stay until the end of the time period.'

'5: Players can choose to restore their body to its original state, deducting 100 points for each restoration.'

'5: 'Heartache' does not count as 'pain.''

-

The rules panel was simple and clear.

After a glance, Chen Miao looked at the other four Supernaturals who had entered the Secret Realm with him: two young men, a middle-aged man, and a middle-aged woman.

It's worth mentioning.

All four of these people's tickets were uniformly 1 credit point.

It was obvious.

These four were clearly aiming for fortune. If they held on, the 10 million credit points would be theirs.

"Huff!"

Chen Miao took a deep breath. Without observing the others too much, he entered in the editor "I need a long knife." A long knife soon materialized out of thin air. He clenched his teeth and hacked toward his own leg with force!

Soon, an extremely gruesome wound appeared on his thigh, with blood gushing out!

Simultaneously, a number popped up on the semi-transparent holographic panel in front of him, visible to everyone.

'+15 points'!

'Proactive injury, score bonus +50%!'

In the Secret Realm leaderboard, he temporarily topped the list!

-

By this time, the floor of the Secret Realm Building was already filled with people watching the live broadcast. They collectively gasped at this sight, and many began whispering to each other.

"Where did this guy come from? He's pretty ruthless to himself, totally no mercy with that cut!"

"Yeah, he could've directly inputted a huge wound on his leg in the editor, but instead, he used the editor to produce a knife and did the cutting himself. Seems like this guy knows an injury inflicted by oneself scores higher than one caused by direct editing, even though it's more terrifying to cause yourself, given human nature, which is hard to alter."

"But why do I feel like I've seen this guy before? Damn, isn't that Chen Miao? He's the one who resolved the zombie siege in Broken Pot City last time; he even made the headlines in our local news the next day!"

"Hey, that's really true!"

...

"Hiss..."

Chen Miao slowly inhaled a breath of cold air, feeling the pain in his leg, and shook his head with a bitter expression on his face. To be honest, he had never imagined that such a foolish secret realm existed in the world, what's more foolish was that he actually took the initiative to enter this realm.

It hurt a lot.

Although he didn't bring a microscope, he presumed that the "Zhiren Race" inside his body had already started working hard.

Work hard.

To make sure he could live a little longer, such a small injury didn't matter.

Just then, he suddenly heard a woman's agonized scream from his right.

He instinctively turned his head to look.

He saw the woman who previously had a flat belly, but at some point, her stomach had suddenly ballooned, her legs wide apart, apparently in the throes of childbirth. Accompanied by a painful scream, the woman's body tensed up.

Then, a ball of flesh was born just like that!

A row of numbers also emerged on the panel in front of the woman.

'+280 points'!

That was many times higher than his 15 points; this woman had actually thought to use the editor to make herself undergo the pain of childbirth, thereby obtaining an extremely high score!

However, what shocked him the most was not just that. The woman, drained of strength and pale as death, entered a line of unknown text on the editing board, and soon, pieces of flesh began to fall from her body.

Amidst her agony, only a skeleton remained of the woman.

And her score rose to '510'!

"...Awesome."

Chen Miao stood silently in place with an expressionless face. The woman used childbirth + slow slicing to get her starting score to 510 points, making his 15 points look so insignificant.

Yes, you wouldn't die in this secret realm.

Even if you were reduced to a skeleton, you wouldn't die.

But there's also no losing consciousness in this realm. Is it just for ten million credit points? Are you staking your life on this?

Before he could recover from his astonishment, the woman's score instantly changed to '410'. After deducting 100 points, the woman's body fully recovered. Then, right before his eyes, her belly rapidly swelled again, obviously preparing to give birth once more!

"Unique skill..."

Chen Miao silently watched all of this unfold. He didn't know how to rate it. He really wanted to say it's not a fair competition; men simply couldn't give birth, so how could they compete? He felt like the ten million credit points he had might have been completely wasted!

However, just at this moment!

"Aaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!"

A high-pitched yell rang out on his left. The only middle-aged man present, face covered with a bristling beard and looking extremely fierce, his body all sinewy muscle, had at some point taken off his upper clothing. He shouted furiously, psyching himself up and placing his right claw between his legs.

"No way..."

Chen Miao's face showed disbelief and a flicker of fear crossed his eyes. Fears in his life were rare, but this time, he was truly afraid.

The next second——!

The man finally psyched himself up with a roar, and with a fierce squeeze of his right claw, Chen Miao, standing several meters away, thought he could hear the sound of eggs cracking and bursting.

The man's body was almost instantaneously rigid in place. Then uncontrollably falling backward, he collapsed on the ground, his entire body tensed up and violently trembling as he half-curled up on the ground.

Even from several meters away, Chen Miao could see the man's face turn deathly pale and bloodless in an instant.

And then there was that extremely shocking score.

'+1500 points'!

'Self-inflicted injury, score increase +50%'!

"Hehe."

After a long silence, Chen Miao looked at the middle-aged woman on his right who, having fully recovered, was preparing to give birth again, and then at the middle-aged man on his left, who was painfully convulsing after crushing his own testicles. After an internal parade of expletives flashed through his mind, he suddenly felt like laughing a little.

He didn't know what he was laughing at.

He just felt a touch of despair.

In his life, he had never felt like he had lost before, but this time, he felt defeated. If he previously could have excused himself by saying he didn't have the ability to give birth, this middle-aged man had completely destroyed all his excuses, stripping away all his pretenses.

The middle-aged man had everything he had.

But he lacked the middle-aged man's ruthlessness.

In fact, the Federation had its share of testicle bursting incidents every year; not too many, but they existed. However, it's important to note that those people fainted afterward; they lost consciousness before the full pain hit them. Here, though, there are no protective mechanisms, and fainting is not possible.

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Hehe, then enjoy the pain. The protective mechanism is on vacation today.