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

The man, with his fluctuating complexion, fell silent for a moment before he finally spoke.


"My younger brother was playing around with my wristwatch and sent a random message. He got it wrong, don't mind it. To make up for it, consider this 10 million star coins as compensation."


Only after he had done all this did he exhale a sigh of relief, glanced around the ruins and was at a loss for words.


He always felt that cooperating with this man might be the biggest mistake he had made in his life.


In the eyes of this man, the rules are imaginary.


This man does things on a whim, and nobody can control such a man who does things according to his feelings. When in a good mood, he laughs and chats with you. When not in good spirits, he might end up shooting you. Who can interact with such a man?


Chapter 239: "The federation formally issues a warrant for the Carl Jacob Company, with a bounty of 10 million star coins!" _2