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

"Moreover... you can think about it from another perspective."


"The real victims are those dealers who, in order to continue making money from us, have to bite the bullet and offer apologies."


"Uh..." After pondering for a moment, Jonas Grey couldn't help but laugh bitterly: "Father, you always have some messed-up logic. If one can travel through the wilderness with familiar rapists, pedophiles, and thieves, what kind of good person can they be?"


The old man in front of Jonas couldn't help but burst out laughing. After a while, he slowly got up, meaningfully patted Jonas' shoulder, and laughed.


"If one can walk with such people, what kind of good person can they be?"


"Take it slow. In the wilderness, someone has to die on the way."


He then strode towards the outside: "You sit here, I'll go entertain those dealers."


Chapter 199: A gun turret with a 30,000-meter caliber should be able to blast a warship to pieces, right? _2