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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 · Fantasi Timur
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The four representatives of Kunlun sect

Once they left out of his sight, Yang Bingwen let out a sigh of relief and enquired about the matter with Mark. "Is that girl belonged to the Wuji sect, the one who betrayed those two kids?"

"It doesn't have anything to do with the Xianshu Sect, Mr. Yang. So, it is better off you knowing." Mark replied coldly before realizing that his true thoughts were being exposed. He immediately corrected his tone and expression. "Don't worry. We won't do anything that will hurt your sect's fame."

Yang Bingwen was slightly displeased by the rude remark from Mark. But keeping his goal in his mind, he forced himself to smile and acted as if he wasn't bothered by the earlier comment. He let out a sigh and said, "No, I was just worried about my great-grandnephew, the lad you met earlier. He appeared to have a liking to her. I rarely see him accompany a female disciple in our sect."