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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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The Third eye

*Ding! The host has to manually unlock the rocket. It costs 10 million credits to unlock and the price of a rocket depends on its size. 

"You…"

Mark wanted to swear at the system even if he had to risk taking an electric shock, but fortunately for him, the system followed up with another notification, making him swallow down those curses.

*Ding! With a peak force of 9x10^25 N, the cannon launcher has enough force to launch objects directly to even this planet's moon, resisting every kind of force that has an opposite effect, as long as they can fit inside the cannon and are durable enough to withstand it.

"Oh, I see," Mark had faced enough shocks in the past few months that he was no longer stunned by the system's created items that defy the logic of science he learned while growing up.

"Anyway, system, launch the space station"

*Ding! Affirmed.

The block of the cube disappeared from his inventory and was transported to the launcher.