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

One of them was his account, and the remaining 138 people were everyone present at the venue.


As for the guards and attendants, he didn't bother collecting ransom from them. Firstly, because these people were poor and couldn't offer much of their family fortune. Secondly, they were just trying to make a living, so there was no need to push these insignificant people to the brink.


However, his account balance had increased by a long string of digits.


Excluding the money spent on purchasing the qualification to open the Battle of All Races, this income was enough to open two Battle of All Races venues.


Of course, if you factor in the cost of purchasing the qualification to open the Battle of All Races, this amount of money wouldn't even be enough to open one venue.


Kerr Cowell's mouth curled, looking around at the crowd, and said with a light smile, "See you next time, I hope we'll have the chance to meet again."


Chapter 234: "Congratulations, you've been kidnapped again, this time the ransom is a 20% discount!"_2