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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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What will I gain from opening a new branch in this kingdom?

A couple of hours later, Mark woke up from his nap and had a shower before sending a message to Allen.

The Android came to Mark's room and asked, "Your orders, Big Brother?"

"Was there any soldier outside?" Mark replied with a question.

As Allen nodded in response, Mark then said, "Go and tell him that I wish to meet the King."

About 15-20 minutes later, the soldier returned with a message from his superior about the invitation to the dinner.

Mark accepted it and left his room at around quarter to nine. 

After a while, Mark reached the door of a chamber. The soldier opened the door for him, revealing a round table where the Prime Minister, The impostor King, and another young man were waiting for him.

Mark's eyes fell on everyone and vice versa.

Since he had already known about Shen Qiu and Zhu Jianhong, he stared at the prince and inspected his details.