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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 · Oriental
Classificações insuficientes
628 Chs

The new Android Assistant-Alina Spencer

Somewhere in the wilderness;

The night passed away and the morning arrived. The sun slowly rose from the east.

At a lake, some animals are drinking water while some elephants are enjoying the bath.

Nearby the place, there's a tank parked around. It looked a little bit worn out. There were cracks on the windshield.

Inside the tank, Mark appeared to be in a deep sleep in a seating position.

"Hmmm…" He slowly opened his eyes and took out his pocket watch from the inventory.

"It's already 6:30?" Mark opened his eyes wide in realization. 

Getting out of the door, he stood on the roof of the tank and stretched his body. "Man, it's tough to sleep like that. How long has it been since I slept in a seating position? The last time, was it at High school?" *Yawn*

Mark looked around and mumbled, "It looks like this place wasn't affected by the dungeon break."