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

Scar Dog frowned and asked, "When did Jimmy Ward become so compassionate, taking in a distressed girl like that? And why bother reporting it to us? What's the angle?"


"Surely there's no need to report every trivial matter, right?"


Kerr Cowell furrowed his brow as he looked at the chat conversation in front of him.


There was a line of text that caught his eye.


'This woman has the words "Scar Dog" tattooed on her body, and her entire body is full of holes made by steel needles.'


Scar Dog was taken aback, a touch of bafflement flashing in his eyes, "What does that mean? Is someone targeting us with this? Is there some kind of bomb in her or something? Like a human bomb?"


Kerr Cowell furrowed his brow and pondered for a moment before saying, "Don't let this distract from the progress of the 'Pet Love app'. We still have many things to do."


Chapter 350: "Just to be cautious, it's better to restart it."