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

Jimmy Ward fell silent for a long while, his face expressionless, then he muttered in a gloomy voice. "Although I don't think of myself as a good person, if you keep acting this way, one day you're bound to get struck by lightning."


x turned around, glanced at Jimmy Ward, and grinned. "If you're in the game, you've to prepare for the worst. If you can't handle that, go home and suck on mom's milk."


It had almost been 24 hours since the start of the global event 'Survival Guide'.


The event was about to end in three minutes.


Kerr Cowell's map exploration score was.


It's not a high number, but even so, he was completely crushing the competition.


He was firmly in the ranking one position.


The gap between him and the second place was like the difference between a mesa and a gully. The second-place's exploration score was "0.12％".


Chapter 325: Enhancement, Officially Begins!_3