Chapter 5 Bartholomew Bear

The pirates have set their sights on the treasure of God Valley. The navy wants to protect the Celestial Dragons on the island. Although the reasons are different, countless ships are heading towards God Valley.

But this kind of thing did not hinder everything that was going on in God Valley.

The Celestial Dragons' hunting activities are still proceeding step by step. Even if the senior leaders of the team received the news, they did not intend to stop. In their view, these are all trivial matters.

The team that captured the Bakhaniya slaves did not come back, and the Celestial Dragons did not continue to send people to chase them. In the eyes of the Celestial Dragons, it is impossible for slaves to escape from this island, so such a big score escape in advance can add some fun to the game.

To be precise, from the beginning, the Celestial Dragons have released some slaves one after another, asking them to hide as much as possible so that their game can be more fun.

The number of people in Orlan and Ivankov's team also began to increase, starting with the escaped Bakhaniya slave Bartholomew Bear.

This man who looked the biggest was actually the youngest in the group. Orlan even took some time to put him into the future timeline, Tyrant Bear, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Like the Lunaria tribe, the Bakhaniya tribe was also exterminated by the World Government because of racial issues, especially the legend of Nika circulated among the Bakhaniya tribe, which made them a thorn in the eyes of the World Government.

When Bear was born, someone in the hospital leaked his blood information, which led to the minions of the World Government coming to the door. Since then, Bear's family has become slaves, his parents have died one after another, and Bear was also regarded as a slave who needed to be dealt with by the Celestial Dragons and sent here together.

"What an exaggerated recovery ability, Bear, is your body okay now?"

Olan looked at Bear, who looked like nothing happened, and was a little impressed by the physique of this tribe. He was hit in the back of the head by a heavy object and fainted, and was beaten with a stick, but he was able to move freely after a few minutes.

"Well, it's okay. Thank you for your concern. You are a good person."

Since his father was killed by the Celestial Dragons for making noise, Xiong couldn't remember how long it had been since anyone called him by his name. Slave and digital code were his names.

"Good person. This word doesn't really suit me. Okay, everyone, you should all be clear about the current situation, right?"

Seeing Xiong suddenly define himself like this, Oran just felt that Xiong was a little naive, and then looked at the people around him. At this time, their number had become more than 20 people.

Most of them were slaves, and a small number were the indigenous people of the Valley of the Gods who were at a loss.

There were people like the group before Xiong who just wanted to wag their tails and beg for mercy from the Celestial Dragons, and naturally there would be people who were willing to resist and escape. When the opportunity came, they would naturally make different choices.

Olan was treating the wounds of some people. In addition to being a scientist, he himself had a good understanding of medical research. Some things involving medicines and prosthetic transformation, Oran was not at ease to leave to others, and he did it himself.

Treatment of these people, on the one hand, was to make the subsequent plans smoother, and there was also some goodwill.

Under the influence of the first impression, their degree of cooperation will theoretically be higher.

And Ivankov is explaining the specific situation here to them.

"Plunder resources, expel the natives, and play a killing game.

There are about 100,000 people on this island. According to the plan of the Celestial Dragons, all of them will be killed without a single one left in three weeks! Unbelievable? But this is reality!

You are lucky today. We have one... no, two ways to survive! Make a decision, everyone, do you want to join us, or what?"

Ivankov felt that he had explained the situation very clearly, but some people still had inexplicable fantasies about the Celestial Dragons.

"Don't you say that as long as you survive these three weeks, you can regain your freedom?"

Ivankov's words made the small circle of people around him silent. After a brief silence, a middle-aged man took the lead in asking this question.

"Do you believe this kind of nonsense?! This is not the first time that the Celestial Dragons have done this. In the past history, no one has ever survived!"

We are going to kill all of you. Become my target honestly. Of course, the Celestial Dragons will not say this.

The Celestial Dragons' choice is to tempt these people with freedom.

Although they will kill everyone every time, it also means that there is no evidence. After the event is over, they can just say a few words to the remaining slaves in the Holy Land and give them a few false examples, which will make them have more hope for the future and even look forward to this kind of event.

Giving hope and then destroying it with their own hands, the Celestial Dragons enjoy this feeling very much.

"How could this happen?"

"It's a simple truth. Which would you rather eat, a lifeless fish with its belly turned upside down or a fresh fish full of energy?

Only with hope can you run away desperately. This is what those people call a game, but there is no way to win this game. Breaking the rules is the only way out.

If you are willing to believe what the Celestial Dragons say, you can just find a corner and hide yourself."

At this time, Oran bandaged the wound of the last person and took over Ivankov's words.

"I have explained the situation to you. Does anyone want to leave now?"

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one spoke, Oran understood their thoughts.

"That's easy. Our goal now is to survive, so no matter men, women, old or young, everyone has to make their own contribution and tell us what they are good at. We are going to prepare for the next action. I don't want anyone to hold us back at this time."

Then Oran showed the Hextech flying door model in his hand again to prove the feasibility of the plan.

Humans are social creatures. When everyone was at a loss, Oran gave a direction and naturally became the leader in this direction.

The locals of God Valley are more familiar with the terrain here. After they summarized the terrain here, the team also began to act separately.

Ivankov and Ginny went to the shipyard they had contacted before and brought some craftsmen to the agreed meeting place.

The nature of the ship is quite special, and Oran did not want to expose it directly to everyone.

And Oran took people to the granary not far away to store some food for emergency use.

Before separating, Oran called Ivankov and Ginny aside. As the first people Oran knew, Oran trusted them more.

"Ivan, although I gave you a net gun, that gun can also fire different bullets. Sometimes the rope net can't scare the enemy. When necessary, you should dare to shoot."

"Hehe, leave it to me. I won't be polite at that time."

Ivan took the special ammunition handed over by Orlan, and Orlan followed closely and took out a few purple injections from the storage box.