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

Scar Dog lightly clapped his hands, glanced around casually and said, "The fire pot should be here soon, everyone should relax a bit, don't be too restrained."


"It's a gathering, the point is for everyone to be happy together."


A hover car quickly approached the rooftop from a distance.


A few young guys wearing company uniforms and caps got out of the car and placed several large boxes on the rooftop.


A few minutes later, the young guys returned to the hover car, and on the rooftop, there were now several fire pots surrounded by delicacies, the red oil in the pots bubbling constantly, already steaming hot.


Scar Dog swallowed his saliva secretly, looking at the aroma wafting out with the exploding red oil, he couldn't help but sniff his nose. This thing was much tastier than his grilled meat, eating grilled meat every day was nauseating. Once he got back to the Battle of All Races, he'd definitely catch a chef from Fire Seed City.


Chapter 327: "I have a good buddy arriving soon, his name is Li Yikui."