The glass of special materials allows James to see the view outside the window, but no one outside can see it inside.

Looking at the scenery on the street, James felt inexplicably sad.

The island of Hope, which was full of joy and joy in the past, has disappeared, and everyone on the street is in a hurry. Except for those ignorant children, few adults laugh, and there are not even people chatting.

The hopeful island of hope in the past was obviously not for me like this.

"Go to the Governor's Mansion." James, who was frowning, said to the driver.

Soon in the Governor's Mansion, James came to Anna's office.

Facing the director in front of him, Anna was too lazy to disguise herself.

Her hot body was torn apart, and two skinless upper bodies of human females were drilled from the dark red cracks.

They assist Anna in dealing with various things on Hope Island together.

"Say." Anna's words were very simple.

"The current situation of the islanders is faster than we expected. We can't hold on until August, and we can't even get through July. It's time to come up with a preset plan."

Anna gently held her chin with her pen-holding hand and looked at the burly big man in front of her.

"I think they can hold on for a while. You have to know that if we use one method, we will lose one. When we are really using it all, we will be completely finished."

"But now the islanders can't hold on anymore, and the suicide rate is increasing rapidly. If confidence drops, it will be difficult to raise it," James said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, humans are much more resilience than you think. If you don't look at the situation on other islands, then you can't really hold on. They are all fine. The situation is better than them. What happens is going to happen to the island of Hope?"

James showed a hint of anxiety on his face. He was about to say something, but someone pushed the door behind him and beat it. Leonardo, who held a document in both hands and sent it to him.

"Governor General, the summary of Governor Charles' exploration this time."

"Look at how motivated he is. It depends on whether you are so unhappy every day. Do you need to come to you?" Anna took the document and said.

James glanced at Leonardo next to him with a wariness. To be honest, compared to Leonardo now, he still hoped to see the Leonardo who was full of thoughts in the past.

In the past, he was at least allowed to do so, but now he is at most an Ana puppet.

If it weren't for the critical moment, my entire focus would be how to drive Anna out of Hope Island. No matter what, a man-eating monster would be too dangerous.

Just as James thought, Anna rolled up a few photos from the file bag with her tentacles, which were photographs of various angles of darkness and the special colors in the darkness.

Eyeballs shining with pink light, crescent white arcs, and the last sunshine that looked like a full moon.

Anna's expression became a little serious, she put out the documents in the file and read them carefully.

After looking carefully, Anna raised her head and looked at James in front of her.

"I suddenly changed my attention and just do what you said and implement Plan No. 3."

James was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why the other party suddenly changed his attention.

But since she said that, it would be best if this was the best. James lowered his head slightly to Anna and turned around and left the office.

"Hey, I really want to make him non-existent. Unfortunately, there are too many things now. If he is missing, it will be in chaos."

Anna re-notes several documents and photos on the table.

"You go and deal with it. After the implementation of Plan No. 3, take advantage of the islanders' attention to divert, and start recruiting young and middle-aged people on the island, gradually removing those young people who are capable of causing trouble."

“Instead of letting them cause trouble on the island, it’s better to make some contribution.”

Leonardo next to him lowered his head deeply. "As you wish, my respected master."

After a while, James slowly walked through a street in a car, an extremely gorgeous shrine several stories high appeared in front of him.

Now that Hope Island has a complete power limit, this giant shrine is magnificently shining with lights.

The god inside looked very strange, like several eyeball-covered rings overlapping each other, and four pairs of symmetrical white wings were growing behind him.

The shrine was full of people, and they closed their eyes and muttered something with a fanatical expression.

The car continued to drive slowly, and another temple appeared in front of him, and a special chorus sound with a special tone floated out from it.

James knew the origin of these religions because this was what he sent people to collect. They were the result of Plan No. 3, and used religion to stabilize people's hearts.

These religions are specially searched for, the kind that is not very dangerous but can be particularly united.

Suddenly a portrait flashed past him. It was a sparkling portrait. In front of its portrait, some fanatical humans were also worshipping.

With the promotion of the Governor of Hope Island, religious expansion went smoothly. With the comfort of religion, the islanders gradually felt at ease.

The resistance that James expected did not appear, but they were very welcome to various beliefs.

Compared to the cold and desperate reality, the kingdom of God is so beautiful after death and full of temptation.

Although this treats the symptoms but not the root cause, at least the hearts of the people have quickly stabilized. James let out a breath.

"Why did I handle these things? I would have known that I would have left with the captain at the beginning. I would rather live and die with the captain than suffer such fatigue."

Although James did a good job, this does not mean that he liked to do this. He had more and more power and heavier burdens on his body.

He dared not and could not make any mistakes. His mistaken decisions will determine the fate of many people.

James rubbed his swollen temples with his thick calloused hands and whispered: "What are the captains doing now?"

At this time, Charles, who was mentioned by James, did not return to the Giant Pit Fortress, but stopped at the simple outpost.

The air on the hot construction site is not very good. The sky is filled with a pungent smell of earth and thick smoke.

But at least the basic functions of this stronghold are still available, such as replenishing substances and taking a short break.
Chapter completed!