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Modern Weapon Summoning System

Del Is a teenage boy of humble birth from Earth. He is attending the last year of his high school until a magical circle transported the whole class into another world. He is the weakest among the other students that were summoned to another world. It resulted in him being banished from the heroes' party. Consequently, he has to survive on his own in another world which he has no idea about. He only survived by doing low-level quests and cheap assignments. After his first time leveling up, he gained a new ability [Modern Weapon Summoning System], a system that can make any modern armaments with limitations. The new ability gives Del an edge over his opponent. However, the limitations of the system are severe. Some of the weapons are even downright useless. In this world of magic, even the ability to make an assault rifle can’t protect him from those who wish him to disappear. Can he survive while developing his new ability or will he end up six feet below the ground? ==== Update Rate = 7 Chapters/ Week Bonus Chapter for: 200 Powerstones = 1 Chapter 400 Powerstones = 2 Chapter 600 Powerstones = 3 Chapter 800 Powerstones = 4 Chapter 1000 Powerstones = 5 Chapter 1200 Powerstones = 6 Chapter 1400 Powerstones = 7 Chapter ======= Discord Server: https://discord.gg/sxgYPfcecH

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Convoy to Moruguri

"Hitman 2, this is Hitman 11. The backside looks clear, no visual of enemies, report complete, over." 

"Hitman 2 copy. Stand by for orders, over?" 

"Hitman 11 copy. Hitman 11 out."

Del put his radio receiver back into his pocket. The convoy moved through the concrete road connecting Halivaara to Moruguri. Grassland surrounded the entire road. Wreckage of tanks, armored vehicles, and aircraft was a common sight. All of them had rusted away from the constant environmental deterioration. 

The grasses weren't always green, some of them were charred, others were buried below a pile of earth that had been turned upside down. The craters on that grassland suggested that a bombing campaign had happened in that area. There were also several trenches on the grassland with dead bodies sometimes pilling up.