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

Since she joined Carl Jacob Company, she naturally had to be useful, right?


She took out a lipstick from her makeup bag and lightly applied it to her lips, smacking her mouth. Then she let her wavy hair cascade down her back, stood still, and looked at the old man in front of her, pausing for a moment before laughing.


The old man pressed on his wristwatch and closed the shop's door before sitting down, opening his arms, and eyeing Kristina Conway greedily. "Every time I see a beauty like you, it makes me fear death a little more."


"Life is so beautiful, it would be a shame to leave it."


Kristina got up and tied her wavy hair with the hair tie on her wrist. She then walked towards the old man with cat steps, stopped, and giggled, saying, "Indeed, it's a shame. Do you want me?"


"Maybe in the next life. You don't deserve me this time."


Chapter 332: "Spatial Axis Collapse Failed, Experiment Failed, Request for Destruction."_2