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

Are these people insane? How dare they kill someone with this kind of status?


Kerr Cowell, wearing white silk gloves, stood at the end of the cannon, slightly dissatisfied and said: "Please focus your attention on me, I don't like it when you all look away while I'm talking."


"Since none of you feels like testing the items in your possession at this moment, that means your will to live is still pretty good."


"So, even if I do something seemingly reckless like kidnapping, I still carry out the whole process in a gentlemanly manner."


"From now on, line up one by one, and I will contact your family members in turn. What you need to do is give me an offer."


"Yes, give me an offer of how much you think you're worth."


"I will use this offer as a reference and suggest the ransom amount to your family."


Chapter 232: "Kidnappers Have a Membership System?"_2