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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 https://www.patreon.com/snowstar

Snowstar · Oriental
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Killing 8-circle experts like a walk in the park

"He is a weapon seller, alright. He wouldn't miss an opportunity to make the business even in an engagement ceremony." Shang Wen shook his head with a smile. Some disdained his approach while the others were amazed upon hearing about such a weapon. The Emperor belonged to the latter. 

He had a promise with Mark regarding three attack helicopters but since there's an opportunity to strengthen the Imperial army, why shouldn't he take his chances? Fortunately, he wouldn't have that much competition. Or so does he think.

Soon, everyone went to the dining section and sat down. Alina and butler robots served food to the tables. All the guests have visited the store. So, they were familiar with those robots. But, instead of explaining the weapons, they were acting as trained menservants. Alina worked hard during the past couple of days just for this occasion.

"Okay, Song Yue, let's have lunch?" Mark asked his fiancée once every guest had taken the table.