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Munitions Empire

As the ruler of a munitions empire, Tang Mo unexpectedly fell and was transported to an entirely different world, where he also unexpectedly acquired a "King of Munitions" system. In this underdeveloped world, Tang Mo relied on the abilities granted to him by the system to drive the development of the entire world. After all, the desire for civilization conquest had always been the driving force behind progress, and life had continuously evolved between attack and defense over tens of millions of years... So, selling assault rifles to these archers and training knights to be tank operators... there shouldn't be any problem with that, right? XD

Dragon Spirit Knight · War
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648 Chs

I weigh 169 pounds in hell.

"It's truly suffocating! Being able to come out and get some fresh air is really a delightful thing," complained a corpulent man with a thick neck, fidgeting with it as he spoke to the young nobleman by his side.

"Shut up! If it wasn't for you getting Gis to nod his head, I would never let someone like you stand beside me in this lifetime!" Baron Stela's face was ugly with disdain as he covered his mouth with a white handkerchief and scolded.

The man walking alongside him was none other than Qiumuluo, the human trafficker that Tang Mo and Northern Ridge had been looking for all this time, who at this very moment, was strutting among a troop of over ten thousand of Shireck's private soldiers.

"Don't be so tense. As long as we kill that damned bastard named Tang Mo, no one will trouble me anymore," Qiumuluo said with a cold laugh, then seeing that Baron Stela was not responding to him, he too shut his mouth.