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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 · Romance
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Chapter 172: "Ding, do you want to use the three-star item City Heart?"

"Ding dong."

Kerr Cowell was slightly startled and raised his eyebrows, picking up the tablet placed next to him to check it. It was

a message from someone with the nickname "One-handed channel, sincerely seeking cooperation" on the Star System Forum.

"One-handed?"

Kerr narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment before understanding the meaning of this sentence. He hesitated for a moment and decisively replied, "Bullshit."

...

"Could it really be one-handed?"

The man lying in the bathtub waved his hand, dispersing the light screen in front of him, and a new communication window popped up.

Very quickly, a tall woman in professional clothes appeared on the light screen.

A crisp voice sounded in his ear.

"Hello, Mr. Simpson, please give your orders."

"Go and find out if any Battle of All Races venues have been blown up recently."

"Yes, sir."

Then the man casually picked up a cigar from the floating cabinet on the water surface, lit it and held it between his fingers.