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

Irving Grey looked strangely at this line of text, but did not hesitate, and hoarsely said: "My uncle..."


Jimmy Ward glanced around and quickly left the house.


Jimmy Ward and others climbed out of the game cabin, and the first thing they did was to look at Mr. Carl Jacob and said: "The game time has passed 14 minutes and 56 seconds."


Scar Dog looked at his wristwatch and gave a light nod: "The real time has also passed 14 minutes and 56 seconds, there is no problem, and the flow of time is the same."


At this time, Jimmy Ward reported other information: "Players can only communicate normally with task NPCs, which means task NPCs can hear the player's voice. For passersby like Irving Grey, players cannot talk to them."


"Players can hear what the other person is saying."


"But the other person can't hear what the player is saying."


Chapter 340: "My name is Elmore Ward, 58 years old, I've had three wives, just for fun and to show off."_2