Transmigration, wild imagination, comedy, Demon God, System.
“They all say I'm a disgrace to the mage world. Is that really my fault?
What can I do if I transmigrated into a world full of mages and awakened firearms instead? Everyone else has either giant fireballs, tiny raindrops, or something green and leafy! (That's 'grass' in Chinese, a homophone for 'fuck'!)
Besides, who says mages have to be weak and frail? Does carrying a shotgun mean I can't be a mage?
“Hey, need a lighter? Cheap, honest prices, no tricks! Even ordinary people can become fire mages! You can also get our upgrade package, featuring a 98k that fires fireballs over long distances, plus a shield, helmet, and bulletproof vest for close combat.
“So, what are you waiting for? Take action!” Liu Keng kept pitching the gear in his hands.
The person he was pitching to looked thoroughly annoyed. “Get lost! I'm a great mage! One giant fireball from me, and you won't even need to go to the crematorium!”
To be honest, this book is a mess