Chapter 5: Bartholomew kuma
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The pirates have set their sights on the treasure of God Valley, and 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 the Valley of Gods.
The hunting activities of the Celestial Dragons are still proceeding as planned. Even though the senior leaders of the team have received the news, they have no intention of stopping. In their view, these are just trivial matters.
The team that captured the Buccaneers slaves did not return, and the Celestial Dragons did not send anyone to chase them. In the eyes of the Celestial Dragons, it was impossible for the slaves to escape from the island, so an early escape with such a large score would actually add some fun to the game.
To be precise, from the very beginning, the Celestial Dragons had already released some slaves one after another and asked them to hide as well as possible so that their game could be more enjoyable.
The number of people in Oran's and Ivankov's teams also began to increase, starting with the previously escaped Buccaneers slave Bartholomew kuma.
This man who looks the biggest is actually the youngest in the group. Oran even took some effort to substitute him into the future timeline, Tyrant kuma, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.
Like the Lunarian, the Bucanners were also exterminated by the World Government because of racial issues. In particular, the legend of Nika was still circulating among the Bucanners, which made them a thorn in the side of the World Government.
When Kuma was born, someone in the hospital leaked his blood information, which led to the minions of the World Government coming to his door. From then on, Kuma's family became slaves, his parents died one after another, and Kuma was also regarded as a slave who needed to be dealt with by the Celestial Dragons and was sent here.
"What an incredible recovery ability, Kuma. Are you okay now?"
Oran looked at the bear which looked fine and felt a little sad about the physical condition of this tribe. It was hit on the back of the head by a heavy object, causing it to faint, and was beaten with a stick, but it was able to move freely after a few minutes.
"Well, it's okay. Thank you for your concern. You are a good person."
Ever since his father was killed by the Celestial Dragons for making noise, Kuma couldn't remember how long it had been since anyone called him by his name. Slave and numerical code were his names.
"Good guy. This word doesn't really suit me. Okay, everyone, you should all be aware of the current situation, right?"
Seeing that the Kuma suddenly gave himself such a definition, Oran just thought that the bear 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 bewildered natives of the Valley of the Gods.
There will be people like the group before Kuma who just want to beg for mercy from the Celestial Dragons, and naturally there will be people who are willing to resist and escape. When the opportunity comes, they will naturally make different choices.
Orlan was treating some people's wounds. In addition to being a scientist, he also had a good understanding of medical research. Orlan was not comfortable handing over some matters involving medicines and prosthetics to others, and he did them all himself.
Providing treatment to these people is, on the one hand, to make subsequent plans go more smoothly, and on the other hand, it is also a gesture of goodwill.
Under the influence of first impressions, their degree of cooperation would theoretically be higher.
Meanwhile, Ivankov was explaining the specific situation here to them.
"They plundered resources, expelled the indigenous people, and played a killing game along the way.
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! Is it unbelievable? But this is reality! You are very 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.
"Didn't they say that as long as we survive these three weeks, we can be free again?"
Ivankov's words caused the small circle of people around him to fall into silence. After a brief silence, a middle-aged man was the first to ask the question.
"Do you believe such nonsense?! This is not the first time that the Celestial Dragons have done something like this. In the past history, no one has ever survived!"
We are going to kill all of you and make you serve as our targets obediently. Of course, the Celestial Dragons would not say this.
The choice of the Draco is to tempt these people with freedom.
Although they would kill everyone every time, this also meant that there would be no evidence. After the activity was over, they would just say a few words to the remaining slaves in the Holy Land and give them a few false examples, which would give them more hope for the future and even make them look forward to such activities.
The Celestial Dragons really enjoy the feeling of giving hope and then destroying it with their own hands.
"How so?"
"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 want to believe what the Celestial Dragons say, you can just find a corner and hide away."
At this time, Oran bandaged the wound of the last person and took over Ivankov's words.
"I've explained the situation to you. Does anyone want to leave now?"
After waiting for a while and seeing that no one spoke, Oran understood what they were thinking.
"That's easy. Our goal now is to survive, so everyone, young or old, male or female, must make their own contribution and talk about what they are good at. We need to prepare for the next action, and I don't want anyone to hold us back at a time like this."
Oran then once again showed the Hextech gate model in his hand to prove the feasibility of the plan.
Humans are social animals. When everyone was at a loss, Oran gave a direction and naturally became the leader in this direction.
The locals in God's Valley are more familiar with the terrain here. After they summarized the terrain here, the team 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 was rather unique, and Oran had no intention of exposing it openly to everyone.
Orlan led his men to a nearby granary to stock up on food for emergencies.
Before parting ways, Oran called Ivankov and Ginny aside. As the first people Oran had met, he trusted them more than the others.
"Ivan, although I gave you a net gun, that gun can also fire different types of ammunition. Sometimes the rope net won't be enough to intimidate the enemy. When necessary, don't hesitate to shoot."
"Hee Ha, leave it to me. I won't hold back when the time comes."
Ivan took the special ammunition that Oran handed him. Without hesitation, Oran followed up by taking several purple injections from the storage box.