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

When the auction was first confirmed, and x talked to him, he had this idea in mind.


How much profit could be made if all these people were kidnapped? And after all the ransom tickets, what impact would it have on the Federation?


But in the end, he came to an obvious conclusion from his observation - there were hardly any principals here.


Or that the Federation wouldn't allow so many wealthy and powerful people to gather together.


These people might not be good, but if they all ran into trouble together, it would definitely cause the Federation a long-lasting pain that would be hard to recover from.


Jimmy Ward stared at the message that popped up in front of him for a moment, and then he glanced around subconsciously before suddenly realizing: that made sense.


He hadn't thought of that for a moment.


How could such a person really come to the scene in person?


There was a hint of obvious disappointment in his eyes and he sighed regretfully.


Chapter 323: Find a good position, so convenient to be the first one to rush Banana Path, directly going into B. _2