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

They treated him as a certain power and indeed had an attitude of showing goodwill.


However, the other party's attitude is quite ambivalent. What does it mean that they have specifically purchased thousands of One-Star Items for him in the past two days? Could it be that the other party really intends to provide him with One-Star Items again?


After pondering for a moment, he immediately asked.


"What kind of predicament? Maybe I can help."


"Reply to him, and tell him the truth about the difficulties that Black Europe Corporation is facing."


The old man's eyes flickered with a faint glimmer of hope as he hoarsely said, "Being able to ask this question means that he has the intention to help us. If Carl Jacob Company really wants to help us through this difficult time, maybe this time Black Europe Corporation can really come back to life!"


"But father...what if they find out the true situation of Black Europe Corporation and deal a fatal blow to us?"


Chapter 192: "At worst, the fish will die and the net will break, and we'll all go to hell together!"_2