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My Cannon Is Three-Kilometer-Wide

“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.

Medieval rabbit · Sci-fi
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Chapter 398: "Just asking, should we proceed to perform a merciful destruction on this planet?"

"Oh."

Kristina Conway looked a bit aggrieved, watching Mr. Carl Jacob's retreating figure without a word. She then turned to the Second Generation Human Guardian standing nearby. "What kind of tea do your people generally like to drink? What's the preferred temperature?"

"Well..."

The Second Generation Human Guardian hesitated before casually replying, "It varies from person to person. Some people like to drink scalding hot tea, others prefer naturally cooled tea, and there are even those who enjoy iced tea straight from the fridge."

"Everyone is different."

"You can figure this out on your own."

He then left the room without engaging in further conversation with this woman. After all, her status really wasn't high enough to warrant his idle chat.

For people at their level, even casual conversation comes with its own eligibility criteria.

Despite his inability to assert himself in front of Kerr Cowell, his status as a bona fide leader of the Human Players cannot be denied.