"Desperation can make a person give up, but as long as there is hope, the instinct to survive will drive the body to fight back. Fortunately, I can offer that hope.

Don’t you think that a ready-made escape plan would be more convincing than your and Ginny’s ideas?"

Tangible objects are always more persuasive than mere plans.

As he spoke, Orlan led them to another level of the ship's cabin.

The items here were somewhat chaotic and varied in type.

There were mechanical lotus flowers, strange parts, potions emitting purple fluorescence, eggs of unknown creatures, mysterious green fruits, and a few green beetles crawling about.

Orlan picked up two short cannon-like devices and handed them to Ivankov and Ginny, then stored away the lotus flowers.

"You’re right, but what does this have to do with a return gift?"

"The flying door plan is meant to tell the natives here that we have a practical way to leave, but that’s not enough. The ones responsible for all this are the Celestial Dragons, and ignoring them puts me in a bit of a dilemma."

There wasn’t much change in Orlan’s eyes, and his tone remained calm, but if his old employees saw this, they would realize that their boss was in a rather displeased state, clearly having crossed a line.

According to custom, those who offend the boss in such a way never have a good ending, whether it’s the Alchemist Baron of Zu'an or a council member from Piltover; Orlan always has a way to repay in kind.

"Are you saying that you want to…?"

"It’s simple; whatever they intend to do, I’ll make sure they can’t succeed.

If the Celestial Dragons want to exterminate this island, then I will take some people away within my capabilities.

The Celestial Dragons treat this place as a hunting ground, and I will shatter the myths surrounding them here."

If Ivankov didn’t know the current situation, he would have thought Orlan was the hunter; he felt a special confidence emanating from Orlan.

In fact, Orlan also planned to prove the identity of the hunter and the prey through action, but it wasn’t just as simple as it seemed.

The Celestial Dragons are the world's nobility, protected by the Navy, and attacking them would provoke a Navy Admiral, which is common knowledge at sea.

In the minds of many in the Navy, protecting the Celestial Dragons is also one of their responsibilities; after years of influence, even if the Celestial Dragons want to take everything from them, many dare not resist.

Even if Ivankov had thoughts of resistance, his goal at this point was simply to escape, preventing the Celestial Dragons from achieving their objectives.

But these thoughts did not affect Orlan, whether in the original world or in Valoran.

Especially in Valoran, whether in the domain of demigods or among noble star spirits, humanity has never stood by passively; far more than one has committed acts of god-slaying.

"Shatter the myth? Are you suggesting that you want to…?"

Looking at the short cannon in his hand and hearing Orlan’s words, Ivankov thought of a result he would normally never dare to consider.

Yet he still wanted to confirm this outcome with Orlan.

"We’re all just two shoulders supporting one head; they can kill, can’t we kill them?

They are the descendants of the original 20 kings, but so what?

The glory of ancestors isn’t an invincible halo.

You also mentioned that there would be 200 hunters from the Celestial Dragons scattered around this island; I admit our current abilities are insufficient to deal with those top elites.

But the Celestial Dragons’ group is full of useless individuals; taking out such guys is still doable."

"Ha ha, this is truly an unexpected plan…"

What happened in the distant past is unknown, but after Joy Boy failed during the blank 100 years, there has hardly been any voice against the Celestial Dragons in these seas.

More than 100 years ago, a mysterious robot attacked the Red Earth continent, but ultimately achieved nothing.

Orlan's exaggerated thoughts had not surfaced for a long time.

"Orlan, you have to survive."

"What are you talking about?"

"I mean, your ideas will surely one day break the foundation of the Celestial Dragons’ rule. Even if only you can leave here, that would be a great victory."

Ivankov’s tone was somewhat excited; at just 15 years old, he was at an age where it was easy to become passionate over a few words.

Orlan’s words seemed to open a door to a new world for him, but Orlan himself showed no signs of excitement.

"Don’t put that strange high hat on me; I’m just doing this for myself."

"Wait! Wait! You two need to calm down first! Isn’t our plan to escape right now? Although Orlan, your words are indeed shocking, the Celestial Dragons aren’t so easy to kill.

They definitely have life cards; if we directly kill one, those Navy forces protecting them on the island will probably go crazy, and then..."

Ginny felt that her brother was getting a bit too excited with this person he had just met and was even losing his rationality. She admitted that Orlan’s words made sense, but they couldn’t bear the consequences of this matter.

"Of course, we won’t directly kill him; even if it’s a sacrifice, that would only be done before we set out. But those 200 Celestial Dragons won’t have to report every day, right?

We just need to catch one at the right time and then find another suitable time to take him out, and our goal will be achieved."

Once the myth is shattered, the seeds of rebellion will sprout.

This is also part of what Orlan referred to as a return gift, but whether this spark can truly ignite in these seas remains uncertain.

"What I just gave you two is a capture net gun, firing a 90 caliber rope net; it’s police equipment from Piltover, but the recoil is a bit strong. We’ll go outside to test it later, and if you have any questions, I’ll teach you how to use it."

Orlan needed some craftsmen to assist with his assembly, which meant more people would gather in one place.

From the information brought by Ivankov and Ginny, the Celestial Dragons referred to the slaves and natives on the island as "escape rabbits" and assigned them scores.

13 escape rabbits at the SR level, 150 at the R level, totaling over 100,000 people who are the hunting targets of the Celestial Dragons. To gain more points, densely populated areas are naturally the first choice for the Celestial Dragons to attack.

And human nature cannot withstand the test; no one can be certain what a person will do in the face of a death threat.

Certainly, some can hold onto their principles, but in the current situation, there is no room for trial and error.

So before recruiting more hands, Orlan needs a small group of his own to ensure the operation of specific plans and maintain order among the people gathered here.

And those who proposed another plan and shared information, like Ivankov and his group, also became Orlan’s top choice.

……

"Indeed, it’s a very tough rope net; those ordinary Celestial Dragons should be unable to break free, but with this recoil, Ginny might not be able to handle it well."

At this time, Orlan had already used the ship's cutting machine to help Ivankov and Ginny unlock their handcuffs and taught them how to use the capture net gun, showing them some trap devices as well.

Ivankov quickly became familiar with the weapon’s recoil, but it was still a bit difficult for Ginny at this moment.

Even adult women would be pushed back a small distance due to the recoil when firing the rope net, which is from the same series as the equipment used by Piltover police officer Caitlyn, though it had undergone some modifications.

Ginny, being malnourished and young, couldn’t operate this weapon; she focused more on using the telephone bug in her hand to gather intelligence from the island.

The telephone bug is one of the unique species in these seas, living in various regions; its body is just a wild special snail, which can be transformed into a phone with some added parts.

Ginny modified the wild snails from the Valley of the Gods using parts from Orlan's ship, and after enhancing the device, she was able to eavesdrop on more information.

"Those Celestial Dragons are about to start hunting, but just now a Bakaniyah tribe slave escaped, and the escape direction is probably over there."

Ginny compared the simple terrain map and roughly determined a range. Just then, the headset she was wearing received new signal fluctuations, which made her face light up with joy.

"Ivankov, Orlan, I’ve detected many signal fluctuations in the nearby sea area; it seems the message we spread earlier has been received!"

"Ha ha! That’s great news; it’s best to have more strong individuals come. The more chaotic it gets here, the more opportunities we’ll have."

With the tools and equipment support from Orlan's ship, Ginny’s talents were also put to use.

She even contacted people from the Valley of the Gods shipyard and got their specific location, which she has now roughly marked on the terrain map.

Ivankov had also mastered the loading and aiming of the weapons. Seeing that they were almost ready, Orlan prepared to start the next step of the plan.

"We can’t rely entirely on the unknown. In any case, no matter which plan it is, the three of us aren’t enough; let’s get moving.

Isn’t there another escapee? There are still quite a few people who don’t want to wait to die."