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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
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Was Shen Qiu a puppet of the Queen?

As Mark spoke about what he knows so far, the king collapsed on the bed and grabbed his forehead. "Sigh… I thought those traitors wanted to kill me but didn't expect that Shen Qiu will take advantage of our identical appearances and is living my life. Perhaps, it would have been possible because of my wife. 

Now that I think about it, the Church of Doom might be also behind this, considering my late father-in-law was an elder in that organization. If it is the case, then, I couldn't fight them.

Either way, I don't care about my life. I have lived long enough. My only worry is my daughter. She was only 16 years old back then. Must have grown up into a fine woman by now. If I reveal myself, what if they take her hostage?"