Chapter 614: The Third Plan

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

Looking at the scenery on the street, James felt inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Hope Island, full of laughter and vitality in the past, has disappeared. Everyone on the street is in a hurry. Except for those ignorant children, there are few adults who laugh, not even chatting.

The hopeful Hope Island of the past is obviously not like this.

"Go to the Governor's Mansion." James said to the driver with a frown.

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

Facing the chief in front of him who was always on guard against him, Anna didn't even bother to pretend.

Her sexy and fiery body was completely torn apart, and two bloody human female upper bodies without skin were drilled through the dark red crack.

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

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

"The current situation of the islanders is faster than we expected. They can't last until August, or even July. It's time to come up with a preset plan."

Anna gently supported her chin with the hand holding the pen, and looked at the burly man in front of her.

"I think they can hold on for a while longer. You must know that if we use one of our means, we will lose one. If we really use up all of them, we will be completely finished."

"But now the islanders really can't hold on anymore, the suicide rate is rising rapidly, if things like confidence go down, it will be difficult to bring it up," James said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, the resilience of human beings is much stronger than you think. You haven't seen the situation of other islands, so you really can't hold on. They are all fine, and the situation is better than them. I hope something will happen to the island?"

There was a hint of anxiety on James' face. He was about to say something when the door behind him was pushed open, and Leonardo, with his head held high, held a document in both hands and sent it up.

"Your Excellency, Governor Charles' summary of this exploration."

"Look at how motivated he is, and see how unhappy you are every day, do I need to give you a look." Anna took the file casually and said.

James cast a wary look at Leonardo next to him. To be honest, compared with the current Leonardo, he still hopes to see the old Leonardo who was full of small thoughts.

In the past, he was at least lenient, but in his current state, he was at most a puppet of Anna.

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

While James was thinking, Anna rolled up a few photos from the file bag with her tentacles. On them were photos from various angles of the darkness, as well as those special colors in the darkness.

Eyeballs shining with pink light, arcs of crescent moon, and finally the sunlight like a full moon.

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

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

"I suddenly changed my mind. Just do what you said and implement the No. 3 plan."

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

But since she said so, it's best that way. James lowered his head slightly to Anna, then turned and left the office.

"Hey, I really want him to just not exist, but unfortunately there are too many things now, if he is missing, it will be a mess."

Anna turned her gaze back to a few documents and photos on the table.

"You go and deal with it. After the No. 3 plan is implemented, take advantage of the diversion of the islanders' attention and start recruiting young adults on the island, and gradually remove those young people who are capable of causing trouble."

"Instead of letting them cause trouble on the island, it's better to make a contribution."

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

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

Now that Hope Island has a total power cut, this giant shrine is illuminated by lights and resplendent.

The appearance of the god inside is very strange, like several rings full of eyeballs overlapping each other, with four pairs of symmetrical white wings growing behind him.

There were many people kneeling in front of the shrine, and they closed their eyes and muttered something with fanatical expressions.

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 of it.

James knows the origin of these religions, because this is what he sent people to collect, and they are the results of Plan No. 3, using religion to stabilize people's hearts.

These religions are all deliberately found, the ones that are not very dangerous but can particularly unite people's hearts.

Suddenly a portrait flashed in front of him, it was a shining portrait, and some fanatical humans were also kneeling in front of the portrait.

With the promotion of the governor of Hope Island, the religious expansion went smoothly, and with the relief of religion, the hearts of the islanders gradually eased down.

The resistance that James expected did not appear. On the contrary, they welcomed all beliefs.

Compared with the cold and hopeless reality, the fabricated Kingdom of God after death is so beautiful and full of temptation.

Although this is a temporary solution but not the root cause, at least people's hearts have stabilized quickly, James exhaled slowly.

"Why am I the one who handles these matters? If I had known earlier, I would have left with the captain. I would rather go through life and death with the captain than suffer this kind of burden."

Although James does a good job at his job, it doesn't mean that he likes to do it. He has more and more rights in his hands, and the burden on him is getting heavier and heavier.

He dared not and could not make mistakes, any one of his wrong decisions would determine the fate of many people.

James rubbed his swollen temples with his callused hands, and said in a low voice, "By the way, what are the captain and the others doing now?"

On the surface at this time, the Charles in James' mouth did not return to the Giant Pit Fortress, but stopped at the crude outpost.

The air at the construction site in full swing is not very good, and the air is filled with a pungent earthy smell and thick smoke.

But at least the basic functions of this stronghold are still there, such as replenishing substances and following a short rest.

After a brief exchange with the person in charge of the site, Charles used a telegram to order the Giant Pit Fortress. One site is not enough, and the site must be continuously extended to the vicinity of the darkness.