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

"We must focus on children's issues from an early age!"


"We can't let our children lose at the starting line!"


"Without this enhancement entry, how can I tutor my son in the future?"


Howard Lee stared blankly at the excited Scar Dog in front of him, unsure of what to do as Scar Dog seemed quite emotional.


Kerr Cowell furrowed his brows and looked at Scar Dog: "I've already made the choice, I chose the third entry for real-time updates. What are you going on about?"


"What's all this talk about education and not letting children lose at the starting line?"


"Scar Dog, are you feeling okay? Weren't you schemed against by some player in that event just now?"


Only after hearing that the third option had been selected did Scar Dog breathe a satisfied sigh of relief, letting go of Howard Lee's hand, and waving with a grin: "It's fine, no problem."


Chapter 190: "Remember one thing, Scar Dog always has a way." _2