I, Lin Xiaojian, am the big shot of Garbage Star.
Other people transmigrate and get a System or a Martial Soul. I transmigrated and...
found an Italian cannon that had become a spirit.
The old cannon said, "The more advanced the technology, the more satisfying the blast."
So...
A Level 1 civilization's mecha? Blasted to bits in one shot.
A Level 3 civilization's warship? Sunk with two shots.
A Level 5 dimensional civilization? Three shots to teach them a lesson.
A Level 8 divine civilization?
The old cannon stretched. "Finally, someone decent."
Across the Myriad Worlds, my cannon is the truth.
(By the way, the old cannon always calls me Battalion Commander. I have no idea why.)
