Outside Lin Xu's island, on the 11 islands belonging to Chen Shaojie's faction, Qin Liang and Zhao Tian sat at a round table.

Beside them were some island owners.

At this moment, Qin Liang said:

"We've arrived at the coordinates that trash Lin Xu mentioned!"

Zhao Tian:

"We'll find out soon enough whether he's there or not!"

At the round table, another island owner, his face full of fat, curled his lip in disapproval:

"Is what Lin Xu said true? Would he reveal the real coordinates to others? Is he stupid?"

Zhao Tian and Qin Liang were slightly embarrassed.

Qin Liang:

"Given Lin Xu's arrogance, he might not lie."

"Hmph! Arrogance? What's arrogance worth? Under the cannon fire of nobles, even a dragon has to coil up. How dare Lin Xu, a mere commoner, confront the lackeys supported by nobles?"

Qin Liang and Zhao Tian looked somewhat embarrassed.

However, the other island lords at the round table also looked displeased.

Although these people have accepted their status as lackeys deep down, they are still somewhat uncomfortable saying it out loud.

The island lord who had spoken also twitched his face, because he was also one of the lackeys. He felt a surge of displeasure when the map was spoken so bluntly, and he himself had been cursed.

"If Lin Xu isn't here, then continue to expose him in that so-called classmate group, make him lose face! Let's see if he can continue to endure it like a coward, or if he will willingly offer himself up to die!"

The island lords were discussing when suddenly a message came through their communicators.

This message was sent by the island owner, who was on the front lines conducting reconnaissance, via a communication interface:

"Found it! There's a very small island ahead, no more than ten square meters, but there are houses and people on it. It looks a lot like Lin Xu!"

"A small island?"

"10 square meters?"

The eyes of the island lords lit up.

The sooner they find Lin Xu, the sooner they can eliminate Lin Xu's island lord and capture Lin Xu to be a mining slave.

For some reason, Young Master Chen values ​​this commoner Lin Xu very much and keeps talking about torturing him to the point of collapse.

If they can succeed this time, Young Master Chen might give them a substantial reward.

Many island owners thought this way, while some also wanted to laugh.

"What Lin Xu? His island is only 10 square meters?"

"This is awful! Even the worst island in history wasn't this small!"

"Someone like this dares to mess with Young Master Chen?"

"Hahaha, you don't need to lift a finger, I can take him down by myself!"

The island owners became excited.

It turns out the target this time was an easy target.

They had killed at least a dozen island lords along the way, and were becoming increasingly confident in the equipment Chen Shaojie had given them.

Although their equipment wasn't top-of-the-line, dealing with the penniless Pingbai Island Lord was incredibly easy for them.

Qin Liang and Zhao Tian's eyes also lit up:

"A 10-square-meter island? Such a small island must belong to Lin Xu! That guy is a useless lord after awakening, he's really that trash!"

"Why is his island getting smaller and smaller? It used to be 100 square meters, but now it's even smaller!"

"That guy must have encountered other island lords and had to give up his territory to save his own life. He acted like he was the best in the world at school and was so arrogant in the classmate group. Now it seems that he was just putting on a brave face. When it comes to competing in the island world, he can't even hold onto his territory!"

The more they discussed it, the more excited they became.

In their eyes, Lin Xu was truly down on his luck this time. No matter how tough Lin Xu was when he exposed his true colors, he was now a drowning dog.

If they just rush up, they can catch this guy and achieve a great feat!

At this point, the island owner, who had said he would go on stage alone, became more and more excited and was about to leave.

But the other island owners grabbed him directly.

How could I possibly hand over such a lucrative opportunity to someone else?

They all wanted to capture Lin Xu themselves so they could show off in front of Chen Shaojie in the future.

The island owners argued incessantly until the last one, who had been silent all along, suddenly slammed his hand on the table:

"Alright, let's all go for it! Whoever catches this kid gets the credit!"

The other island owners exchanged glances and finally nodded:

"Alright then, let's do it this way! But I want to make it clear beforehand that this won't take any effort at all, so don't you dare sabotage this from behind. Otherwise, if Young Master Chen investigates, we'll all be finished!"

"Do you think we're all idiots? Hurry up and give the order to arrest him, or that kid will find us and run away!"

"Hahaha, where could he run to? He's just a nobody with no background, he didn't even accept any funding, he doesn't have the ability to move an island, right? Maybe he's been stuck in this area since he arrived, and then he was robbed by passing island owners several times, which is why he only has this little territory left."

"That's true... Maybe if we catch this kid, we'll actually be freeing him from this predicament."

"That's right, that's right! We're such good people! Now's the time to do good deeds!"

"Hahaha!"

The island owners laughed more and more as they spoke, their expressions becoming increasingly arrogant.

Then they left the room and began using their respective communicators to send signals to their respective islands.

"Combat slaves, prepare to board the aircraft and land on the island! Be careful to capture that trash island lord Lin Xu alive, don't use machine guns, lest you accidentally blast him to death!"

After the island lords gave their orders, several combat slaves wearing iron cages on their heads emerged from each of their island's rooms.

These slaves wore only thin clothing, and their skin was tanned brown by special light.

They also wore slave collars around their necks, which could control their lives at any time; any disobedience would result in their heads being blown to pieces.

Of course, ordinary people wouldn't have any intention of disobeying orders if they became combat slaves, because these people had communicated with the island world witnesses for various reasons and signed contracts with others.

Most people even willingly become these slaves for the sake of generous treatment and the possibility of obtaining superpowers.

With the island's rules in place, these people are obligated to contribute their strength to others for life, and the punishment for breaking their promises is almost unbearable.

Therefore, these combat slaves are generally quite reliable. Unless it is an order to die, few people hesitate.

Then the slaves came out and boarded the simple flying machines on their respective islands.

These aircraft only contain extremely small wind-elemental crystals, allowing them to fly within a few hundred meters of the island.

The aircraft is just a seat, a propeller, and a tail fin; it doesn't even have an outer shell.

This thing has a high failure rate. If it malfunctions in the air and the pilot can't fly, it's like falling into the void. It's the worst and most dilapidated kind of flying device.

Even such a device is overwhelming for commoner lords, mainly because wind-elemental crystals are hard to buy, and combat slaves who can pilot these machines are usually monopolized by large companies and nobles. Unless commoners are willing to take risks and spend a lot of money to buy wind-elemental crystals, almost no one can own such a flying machine in the early stages.

With this advantage, Qin Liang and his group could bully many civilian island owners, using aircraft and sheer numbers to forcibly seize the island territories of ordinary people.

At this moment, a total of over a hundred combat slaves took off and flew chaotically towards Lin Xu's small island.

Qin Liang and his group had their eyes shining with anticipation, just waiting to capture that little Lin Xu on the island.

However, just as their islands approached a certain distance, red flames suddenly lit up on Lin Xu's island.

Before Qin Liang and the other island lords could react, countless explosions rang out from mid-air.

The slave warriors and rudimentary flying machines exploded one after another like watermelons being smashed, with wreckage and corpses falling into the void like dumplings being dropped into a pot.