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Modern Weapon Summoning System

Del Is a teenage boy of humble birth from Earth. He is attending the last year of his high school until a magical circle transported the whole class into another world. He is the weakest among the other students that were summoned to another world. It resulted in him being banished from the heroes' party. Consequently, he has to survive on his own in another world which he has no idea about. He only survived by doing low-level quests and cheap assignments. After his first time leveling up, he gained a new ability [Modern Weapon Summoning System], a system that can make any modern armaments with limitations. The new ability gives Del an edge over his opponent. However, the limitations of the system are severe. Some of the weapons are even downright useless. In this world of magic, even the ability to make an assault rifle can’t protect him from those who wish him to disappear. Can he survive while developing his new ability or will he end up six feet below the ground? ==== Update Rate = 7 Chapters/ Week Bonus Chapter for: 200 Powerstones = 1 Chapter 400 Powerstones = 2 Chapter 600 Powerstones = 3 Chapter 800 Powerstones = 4 Chapter 1000 Powerstones = 5 Chapter 1200 Powerstones = 6 Chapter 1400 Powerstones = 7 Chapter ======= Discord Server: https://discord.gg/sxgYPfcecH

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The Slump

The slump, or Sneggor Southern District, was rather a sad location to visit and see. Del was no longer in his school uniform. He was back in wearing his combat gear minus the helmet and the backpack. Other than that, he was pretty much in the same attire as when he was in the front line. 

Maybe the other difference was the colour of the camouflage. He wore his cold-weather gear with snow camouflage and his half-face balaclava. It kept him warm as he ventured into the slump. The slump was rather untreated. The street was filled with holes, and those holes were filled with mud. The mud was cold but not frozen. 

People were walking in that slump in tattered clothing, regardless of the weather. It looked like that the entire slump had a lack of connection with the rest of the city, which was quite, to be frankly, illogical. Ilbistirum Federation had a much better social program than Elbanian. Why would an extreme like that exist in the first place?