A Medieval Rabbit

“A qualified Artillery Master must have enough attack range! That is why it’s reasonable for me to have a 3-kilometer-wide cannon,” Kerr Cowell said as he watched the people around him react with dumbfounded reactions after his firework display.
Tens of thousands of different races were thrown to another world and forced to wage wars against each other. That marked the start of a new world where survival was the sole focus.

My Cannon Is Three-Kilometer-Wide

The old man shook his head gravely: "I searched for Carl Jacob Company, but there is no record of such a company. The other party possesses numerous valuable Three-Star Items, but they want to trade them with us for One-Star Items."


"That gives them only one possible identity—"


"This man is, a member of the Star System Federation's rebel army!"


"Only the rebel army needs large quantities of One-Star Items because they can't purchase them through normal channels."


"Even the most useless One-Star Item is useful to them."


"For this reason, they are even willing to offer Three-Star Items as a trade."


"And that man from just now, he's a part of the rebel army!"


Jonas Grey remained expressionless, silent for a moment, before he muttered: "Father, isn't there a possibility that you neither understand business investment nor value investment?"


Chapter 177: I don't understand business investment, I only understand value investment. _3