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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

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To the Netherworld

Mark opened his eyes, filled with excitement, observing his hands for a couple of seconds before getting up in a hurry and cupping his fist to the Goddess, who was seen standing not far away with her gaze fixed on the horizon. "Your Grace, thank you for your help." He genuinely thanked her, as he knew how long he had to suffer to get such a huge amount of ether particles. With this, he couldn't wait to try out his bloodline skills.

However, Chang'e responded by letting out a sigh once again, "Mortal, I promised to help you in a breakthrough to the Demigod realm, but I don't have the capability to do it."

"Hmm?"

"The only thing that makes sense is your problem doesn't lie in cultivation, but lies with your mind. You have to solve those things that weigh on your mind, in order to make a breakthrough." She said in an apologetic tone. Perhaps, she was ashamed to face him. She refused to meet her gaze with her, unlike before and talked to him while looking away.