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

A man gasped as he pushed open the rooftop security door. Gasping for breath, bent over, he glanced at the wristwatch on the back of his hand, "It's not past the time limit, is it? Exactly two minutes. So, x, where did you hide that goddess?"


This man, wearing a pink suit, didn't look like a normal person.


x expressionlessly pointed to Denny Lee, who was standing at the rooftop entrance, "Mr. Scar Dog, this is Denny Lee, the person I recommended to you. Trust me, he's definitely talented and will do wonders on this mission."


Scar Dog cast a doubtful glance at Denny Lee, indifferently saying, "Then keep up, hurry, this wormhole won't last much longer."


Hearing these keywords, Denny Lee hesitated, looking up at the rooftop to find that it was not only x present but also many other people.


Wait a minute, what does Mr. Scar Dog mean?


Scar Dog…it sounds like a member of the Carl Jacob Company!


Chapter 328: "Thank you all for your hard work. See you next time."