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

"Of course, you can, but... you guys are too urgent, and we haven't seen any better ways of making money during your company's growth at the moment, the only few methods are all illegal."


"What if I tell you that we don't care about profits; we just want to contribute to the cause of environmental protection and pet love businesses, combining virtual and real worlds, and we want to create a non-profit organization? Would you believe it?"


x crosses his legs and leans back in his chair, smirking at the man in front of him before speaking: "Having guessed that this place is one of the chaotic forces, you still dare to come alone. Aren't you afraid of dying?"


The man in the suit and leather shoes reveals a confident smile, closes the folder in his hand, and slowly stands up.


"Ervin Hawk Tax Collection Company has had no employee fatalities for decades."


Chapter 353: "Just a fraud company, thinking it counts as chaotic forces."_3