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

"To be honest, I have something to say, but I don't know if it's appropriate." 


The badge suddenly spoke while placed on the table.


"If it's something comforting, you don't have to say it."


Jimmy Ward shook his head lightly: "Any comforting words are just useless communication."


"No...I mean, if possible, um, could I watch that video too?"


Jimmy Ward shook his head calmly: "Do you know why her father didn't arrange a property for her on Matthew Star? Arranging a property on Matthew Star would be an easy task for her father."


"Because her father is a smart man, but unfortunately, not smart enough."


He then extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, casually picked up the badge from the table and pinned it to his chest, and put on the overcoat from the chair: "Let's go, it's time to start working."


"This city has its unique charm at night."


"Completely different during the day and night."


Chapter 213: I have to say, you tell a really good cold joke.