I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

A couple of minutes later, Hungry Monkey returned with brisk steps, clicking his tongue in emotion, "The lucky boy from yesterday is dead, the one who had intended to jump into a well to commit suicide but accidently became the lucky boy of that building's owner."

"He was found just now, in a shop more than dozens of meters deep into the street, a cake and dessert store."

"Perhaps because the pastry shop looked utterly unthreatening, or maybe the boy believed he had great fortune, thinking he was the 'Child of Destiny,' he just went straight in."

"And then he died."

"He died a gruesome death, his organs were dissected out, transformed into a variety of desserts, displayed in the shop window."

"Eyes... hearts..."

"In short, it was horrific."

"..."

Chen Miao said nothing, looking towards the crowd gathering nearby with a complex expression. He hadn't expected the boy, who was lucky just the day before, to bite the dust today, but he wasn't particularly moved by it.

He just felt even more determined not to step into any building casually.

No matter how harmless the building seemed.

No way.

...

Soon, Hungry Monkey's few scouting opportunities were all used up, and the remaining shops had no special effects; they were all the same. As soon as a player entered one of these shops, it would begin to operate normally.

One shop was a noodle restaurant.

There were no waiters, no chefs, but as soon as you sat down at a table, it would open up, and a steaming bowl of noodles would emerge. There was no option to order; it was all beef noodles.

That did seem rather nice.

In this godforsaken place, it was a decent option to have some hot food to eat.

This also revealed to them another aspect of these building rules: there was no downside, no advantage, but it unlocked the original function of the shop. If no players entered, the noodle restaurant would not operate.

This news was also leaked, and quite a few players entered the noodle restaurant to start wolfing down large bites.

Although everyone carried dry rations, dry rations are, after all, just dry, and they're not as satisfying as this kind of food with the essence of life's fire in it.

...

"Miao, aren't we going in?"

Hungry Monkey licked his lips, looking enviously at the players who were gobbling up their noodles inside the restaurant. His Taotie lineage required him to eat a certain amount every day to gain 1 Strength Value.

He hadn't met his quota for the day yet.

Though he had brought plenty of dry rations, what's dry food compared to these steaming hot beef noodles?

"You dare to go in there?"

Chen Miao looked at Hungry Monkey oddly, "There isn't even a chef inside. Do you know where that noodle came from? Or how it was made?"

"Do you even know if that beef is really beef?"

"Have you seen any beef around here?"

"The only butcher shop around, do you know where its meat comes from?"

"..."

Hungry Monkey's mouth opened and closed a few times, as he was about to say something, but then he abruptly realized something. The meat from the neighboring butcher shop was not proper meat at all.

It relied entirely on that butcher Fierce Ghost capturing four-legged players to obtain its meat supply.

This shop only has this one butcher shop.

"If this noodle shop wants to get meat, it seems there's only one channel," Hungry Monkey's complexion suddenly turned slightly pale, and his stomach began to churn violently, "No way, does it mean that the noodles these people are eating are all made from human flesh?"

"It's just a guess."

Chen Miao shook his head, "We're not clear on the specifics, after all, that butcher shop hasn't opened for business yet. But we'd better avoid eating if we can, we're not that desperate for food."

"Let's get everyone to do push-ups quickly."

"Get a few more opportunities for detection."

...

Three hours later.

Chen Miao gasped for air as he climbed up from the ground. His Strength Value wasn't low. With various enhancements, it had reached over thirty. Even so, he could only manage three sets of push-ups, which totaled up to 300.

On top of the guaranteed base of the first set, he did two additional sets.

He gained 2 detection opportunities.

The difficulty of these push-ups was much greater than he had expected. There was no real difficulty in fulfilling the guaranteed base of the first set; even an old man could complete it, as there was no time limit. You just had to finish before nightfall.

But from the second set onwards, the pressure doubled.

The burden on his back kept increasing, and each time he lowered and lifted his body, it was a huge strain on his arm joints.

Three sets of push-ups were his limit. For the 301st push-up, he had tried, but no matter what, he couldn't do it. He simply couldn't lift himself, not even once.

Meaning, if the Strength Value wasn't over 40, it was definitely impossible to complete 400 push-ups.

But it was enough.

By then, the other Tomb Guardians had also completed their push-ups. Unfortunately, except for Zhou Shen, none of them could do more than the guaranteed base set of push-ups.

Zhou Shen's level was originally high, and due to being a fighter, his Strength Value was not low.

The others were all shooters, and for various reasons, they hadn't leveled up quickly lately, except when they had entered and exited the secret realm every day for half a month in The Land of Extreme Cold, which gave them several level-ups.

At other times, there simply wasn't an opportunity to Level Up.

Meaning, their whole group together had only 3 detection opportunities—if not for Hungry Monkey's, these three would have been all they had.

They were all in the same boat.

Not to mention everyone else.

There wasn't a single person who could manage the second set of push-ups. Most were ordinary people, and the only Supernatural person was a Magician, not someone who primarily relied on strength. Doing one set of push-ups was already their limit.

Even the excited muscular hulk from the beginning could only complete the first set, absolutely unable to finish the second.

The push-up exercise had strict requirements for one's own Strength Value. If your Strength Value wasn't high enough, no matter how desperately you tried, you simply couldn't lift yourself up; it was practically a dead-end limit.

And an ordinary person might be able to improve their Strength Value through exercise to be higher than that of others, but to dream of purely relying on strength to raise one's Strength Value above 20 was nearly impossible.

...

They didn't waste these three detection opportunities, and proceeded to detect three other shops along the sequence of the street's storefronts.

Two of the shops had deadly rules.

The deadly rule for one shop was,

"Step in with the left foot first, death; right foot first, handicap."

Extremely simple and brutal, just this short sentence. It was a hardware store, without any other explanation, just a dozen or so words.