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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 or buy coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

Snowstar · Eastern
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Rescuing Song Yue

As Fu Sheng collapsed, they were automatically freed and Steve rushed to Mark, giving him a hug, "Dad, are you alright? They took away mom. We have to go and save her." Because he was in a panic, English automatically came out of his mouth. As a result, their secret stayed protected.

"Nothing to worry. We will get her back for sure," Mark assured him with a pat on his shoulders.

Song Tai was awed by Mark's earlier display of power and seeing them conversing in an unfamiliar language to him, his suspicions only became stronger that all of these experts were from foreign realms.

Nevertheless, it doesn't matter at this moment as there is another urgent matter.

Song Tai sorted out his thoughts quickly and cupped his fists, "Thank you for saving us. I will come again and pay respects to you again, but I have to go and save His Majesty and His Highness."

As Mark nodded, Song Tai swiftly flew away toward the east.