"Will anyone really come?" Ivankov, a young child with an unusually long face, still asked Ginny with little confidence.
"Someone will definitely come. We just need to follow the plan and seize the fruit that can send people to other islands. Then all of us can escape this place." Ginny's gaze was resolute.
"Those two fruits are in the deepest part of the island. There's no way we can break through to get there!!" a slave said despairingly.
"Don't worry! The people coming to fight over the treasure will definitely throw this island into chaos. When that happens, we'll surely find an opportunity!" Ginny's expression remained firm.
"I really don't want anyone to die!" A tall, flat-topped child spoke in a gentle voice utterly unlike his build.
"Bear, you're still too kind."
"Thank you all for waiting." A Celestial Dragon dressed in a spacesuit shouted to the many Celestial Dragons below the platform.
"The once-every-three-years competition, the Indigenous Cleansing Tournament, begins now."
"Ah!!!" The many Celestial Dragons below excitedly raised their golden pistols, their eyes filled with madness and cruelty.
"This time, the selected venue is this land of God Valley, a nation not affiliated with the World Government."
"This land, shamelessly named God Valley, has been confirmed to possess abundant resources."
"The usual human hunt will be held here, and this island will become the property of the World Government."
At that moment, a crowned man angrily stepped forward. He was the King of God Valley. "You're going to kill my people over nothing more than a game?"
"You're all completely insane."
"This is our country."
"What's with this guy? He's pretty arrogant." A Celestial Dragon with a lemon-shaped head looked at the king with utter disdain, as though he were not even looking at a human being.
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