Everyone has an island, I can copy it infinitely!

at this time.

In this awkward atmosphere, 1313 looked at the cigarette in the old man's hand.

Although he wanted to get one, he didn't know if smoking would have any impact on his upright image.

Immediately, 1313 said to the old man: "Okay, you old... ahem, 0404, I have something to say to everyone, go back to your place first."

The old man wearing a suit and numbered 0404 also felt a little embarrassed after feeling the surprised looks of others.

To alleviate this embarrassment.

He simply lit the cigarette and returned to the other people, squatting on the ground and smoking.

Although 1313 was a little speechless, he stood up and began to look at the members in front of him.

There were two allies who were with him before, plus the three who came yesterday, there are now five people in total.

According to the estimation of their land in 1313, each person's island area is more than 200 square meters.

Including my own area of ​​more than 700 square meters, it looks like more than 1,800 square meters.

With this kind of land area, at this point in time, there should be very few survivors owning such a large piece of land.

Also, the men brought by these allies.

Through 1313's observation, the number of subordinates each of them has is basically three.

The total number of subordinates of these five allies is 15.

Including themselves, themselves, and their 7 subordinates.

The island has a population of 28 people!

At this stage, this kind of land area and population is also a considerable force.

1313 feels very satisfied.

That's right, in his mind, he has already classified the land and people of other survivors within his own scope.

What we need to do now is to ask them all to hand over these supplies.

We have just talked the middle-aged man through, and there are still two newcomers left. We need to communicate with them carefully.

By the way, brainwash everyone.

"Ahem, everyone."

1313 put on that stiff smile again: "First of all, welcome new and old members to join us [Love and Peace Justice Alliance]. My philosophy in founding this alliance is..."

Immediately, 1313 began his speech.

From his dissatisfaction with the world, to the purpose and development direction of creating this alliance, to creating a pure land in this world filled with selfish desires, Balabala talked a lot.

Of course, these are all made up.

Then, he repeated the words he had just encouraged the middle-aged man to hand over supplies.

"I hope everyone can focus on the overall situation, pool resources together, and use these resources more efficiently."

After saying this, 1313 looked at two of the five allies.

One is the old man 0404, and the other is a fat man.

Like the middle-aged man with white temples, they were all allies who had just arrived yesterday.

The two allies who had followed 1313 before had already handed over the supplies.

The middle-aged man was convinced by himself just now, and his men were still moving things into his warehouse.

Now, only the old man and the fat man are left.

At the same time.

The two allies who first followed 1313, as well as the middle-aged man, also looked at the old man and the fat man at the same time.

They have already handed over the supplies to the alliance, and the two remaining allies must also hand over the supplies.

at this time.

Fatty was a little unhappy when he heard that the supplies were to be handed over.

"Hey, it's not that I don't want to hand over supplies. But, does everyone hand over the same amount?

If what others hand over is less than what I hand over, how does this count? Then wouldn’t I be at a disadvantage?

In this way, I will hand over as much as they hand over. This is only fair! "

Hearing this, the three people who had handed over the supplies before looked a little ugly.

Although they all handed over what they had saved, they had to admit that they were still very poor and did not have many resources.

Most of the things caught before have been exchanged for food and eaten, or used for wood to make some infrastructure and fans, but there are not many things left.

When 1313 heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Looking at this fat man, he is able to maintain a fat figure in this environment. It seems that he is very lucky and must have a lot of stuff.

As long as he takes all his things as his own, he will make a lot of money.

Just when 1313 was thinking about his words, he was about to trick the fat man into handing over all the supplies.

A voice suddenly rang.

"Child, you are wrong. The grace given by the Lord to all of us is the same. Everyone is born equal, and there is no such thing as injustice.

Since we join this alliance for the sake of peace and the same concept, we should believe in it and contribute our own strength to the development of the alliance.

Besides, you are relatively large and consume a lot of alliance resources, right?

call……"

As soon as these words came out, others looked at the speaker at the same time.

It's the old man.

Only he can say this kind of speech.

It's just that this old man was smoking a cigarette and blowing out smoke rings while shouting for the Lord, which felt a little weird.

At this time, the old man also realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his image.

He put out his cigarette butt, stood up, took out a thick book from his bag, put his hand on it, and shouted "Amen".

Seeing this thick book, the faces of several people were a little strange again.

The book was printed with [HolyBibli] and two oriental words [Holy Stem].

This is... the Bible? HolyBible?

Is there something wrong with the printing?

However, the old man did not care about these details.

Instead, he set an example and called his men to take the things to the alliance warehouse.

The remaining fat man, watching the old man's men carrying sacks to the warehouse, thought about what he said, and felt that his heart was a little narrow.

Then he also said to 1313: "Sorry, my vision is too small, I will arrange someone to take the things over now."

"I can understand your idea, so it's okay, welcome to join our big family!"

1313 responded with a generous smile, and then looked at the old man who was talking nonsense.

This 0404 is quite reasonable!

Judging from his appearance, he is holding a Bible in his hand. He should be a devout believer.

Although this book looks pirated, it doesn't matter.

This kind of person is the most harmless, and his ideas are similar to mine.

Maybe I can keep him to help me brainwash my future new allies.

Just when 1313 was thinking.

One of the islands was leaning against the hands of 1313's west ally, and suddenly ran over.

Pointing to a direction to the west of the island, he said to the ally with a panicked face:

"Master, master, it's bad! There... there is a big island over there, flying towards us!"