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

It was a kind of free-spirited atmosphere.


Maybe it was because of his own ability, or because he was born to enjoy this kind of atmosphere.


This idea of willingly indulging in decadence and enjoying it.


Most people prefer to live life optimistically, striving for progress and full of positive energy.


But that doesn't stop many others from immersing themselves in this atmosphere of self-destruction and embracing decadence.


There must be someone to be the antithesis of optimism and ambition.


If not for them, there would be no antithesis to optimism and progress.


Moreover... what is progress anyway? Is it money? The combined wealth of the people here is worth thousands of office workers, working diligently for thousands of years.


Optimism alone never brings money, but a positive public image might, not optimism itself.


Chapter 313: "Ding, congratulations on successfully collecting all seven components of the Gentleman's Set." (10,000-word mega chapter!)_2