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Weapon seller in the world of magic

Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them. They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades. *Ding! You awakened a weapon system. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world. "You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle." "You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet." "You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb." Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system. *** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's current works: War Online, My Soul card is a Reaper Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon https://www.patreon.com/snowstar

Snowstar · Eastern
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Upgrading the Android Assistant

A few days passed away smoothly without any major incidents.

Genesis store, Imperial City;

A wealthy merchant along with his servant was paying attention to a handgun held by Mark and listening to his explanation in a daze. "Mr. Zheng, This pistol features a stainless steel slide with rugged, wear-resistant Nitron finish, front cocking serrations, and rear night sights, tritium fiber optic front sight, and also the Short Reset Trigger."

"Wait for a moment, Owner Lu." The wealthy merchant hurriedly stopped him from all the blabbering, "I don't understand a thing about you said. Explain it in normal language?"

"Ah, Yes, I apologize." Mark realized that he was too excited upon seeing the familiar weapon from his past life.