Kane departed after introducing the origin of Paradise Island, and the rest of the arrangements would be handed over.

"Ye Ling, you said that if we can find the exercises and step into the martial arts, it would be great." Bruce has a great vision for the world of martial artists.

Not only Bruce, but also glanced around, many people looked at their expressions, and they didn't know what they were fantasizing about.

Ye Ling didn't think so, on the contrary, he faintly pressed a big stone in his heart.

These things can be described as shocking secrets to the outside world, but they are revealed so casually on this island.

There are only two cases, one is that the empire is strong enough to override all rules, and the other is that the secret is impossible to reveal.

How can you not disclose it, there is usually only one result, they, the slaves, or these soldiers, don't want to go out for the rest of their lives.

No, you can't waste time in a place like this, you have to find a way to get out.

Moreover, Ye Ling always felt uneasy in his heart, this sense of uneasiness was not from this environment, but from the master, Hai Ruiming.

Soon someone shouted.

"Pick up your tools and follow me" is a group of five people, and the person who spoke is at the forefront.

"Do you hear it?"

Soon, the people of Ye Ling's squad were equipped, and everyone shouted in unison: "Ready."

Corpse Furnace.

Rounding the two hills, there was a cavern, which had not yet been entered, and the air was filled with a rotting stench.

Countless slaves were busy, and their job was to pick up corpses, human corpses stacked on top of each other like livestock, sorted, cut, and then thrown into incinerators to burn.

"Gross!"

Before they could go into the depths, more than half of them were already dizzy and vomited.

Ye Ling is not among them, although the current scene is bloody, Ye Ling has seen a more cruel picture than this.

Although these are bloody, they are dead corpses, you know, Ningzhou Ma Kou is notorious, they torture the living, and the dismembered are also the living.

After a closer look, Ye Ling found that there were not only human corpses here, but also the corpses of many strange creatures.

Come to think of it, they were looking for something like a 'spirit'.

In fact, Ye Ling had always wanted to know what the 'spirit' was, so much so that the empire took the trouble to transport the corpses of soldiers left over from the war here.

The method of collecting 'spirits', Kane has already taught.

Ye Ling and his party were quickly arranged into the queue and put into work.

Not everyone is going to touch the corpses, and you can also make groceries, such as adding coal to the stove.

Although Ye Ling didn't touch these dismemberment scenes, he had no choice but to take care of Bruce, so the two took over the job of adding firewood, but fortunately, the two were newcomers and received some care.

"Ye Ling, I've been looking for a long time, you don't seem to be afraid at all" Bruce's face turned pale, and he almost didn't spit out the bitter water.

"It's okay!"

Ye Ling casually added two pieces of coal, and in the flames, the corpse was burned and creaked.

Looking at the gradually black corpse, Ye Ling felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Most of these are soldiers of the Empire, they defend the homeland, they are heroes, but why did this end up like this?

The hearts of those powerful people in the empire are really iron-clad.

With a heavy heart, both chose to remain silent.

Ye Ling secretly observed the other slaves.

They would carry the corpse of a human or a beast onto a table that could be moved, and then push through a door of light, which seemed to be a thing to detect, there were nine gates of light, and every time they passed through a door, the corpse would be dismembered, sifted down layer by layer, and in the end all that was left was a stump or a broken arm, or even a mass of rotten flesh.

For a whole morning, Ye Ling didn't find the so-called 'spirit', and burned more than a dozen corpses.

Open lunch at noon, two steamed buns, a plate of pickles.

Ye Ling found that many of the slaves who came earlier than them were silent, and they took food and left.

"Bruce, let's go get food!"

"Ye Ling, I have no appetite, I really can't eat it, I vomit when I think of those ,,,!" Before he finished speaking, Bruce hurriedly covered his mouth, his eyes bulging, as if they were about to burst.

"Listen to me" Ye Ling's face suddenly became serious.

Through this period of time between the two, Bruce also knows a thing or two about Ye Ling.

He knew that Ye Ling would always have a reason for deciding on something, although the two stood together, Bruce was two heads taller than Ye Ling, but it was Ye Ling who had always taken the initiative.

"Okay," Bruce nodded.

Except for the two people in Ye Ling's team, no one came to get food.

"Look, the little beggar took the food, and I think the white steamed buns are also a good thing for him."

"I haven't eaten anything good at first glance, the fish was so fresh last night, and my brothers must have a good meal at night."

During his visit to Paradise Island, in the dim cabin, Ye Ling talked to Bruce about his own affairs, and also asked some people to listen.

It was a journey to the ends of the world, but in the mouths of these people, they became beggars begging for food.

Speaking of beggars, in fact, Ye Ling really hadn't done it, and he was afraid that he would lose every bit of dignity he had.

If someone is fed, he will give everything he can in return, such as shining shoes, running errands, and delivering letters.

"What do you say," Bruce said angrily.

"Forget it" Ye Ling persuaded and stopped Bruce.

It's ridiculous to be stubborn, you suffered at night, and you thought that last night's treatment was still there.

After the meal, Ye Ling found that the group of slaves did not rest, but returned to work numbly.

After taking a moment's time, Ye Ling moved next to a middle-aged man who looked a little older, who was dismembering a large snake that was ten meters long.

Ye Ling found a knife and went up to help peel the skin.

"Brother, I see your tricks, you spend a lot of time here."

The middle-aged uncle turned his head, glanced at Ye Ling, then turned his head and continued the work at hand.

"I saw you go to get food just now, your team, it seems that just the two of you went"

Ye Ling smiled and said softly: "Hey, I actually didn't eat, I really don't have much appetite, but the food has to be kept."

"Very good, you kid is clever, your group of teammates can be, hehe" Saying this, the middle-aged uncle paused: "That's it, don't talk about this, you come to me, what's the matter?" ”

"Brother, my name is Ye Ling" Ye Ling said with a smile while peeling the snakeskin.

After going back and forth, Ye Ling caught up with the line.

The middle-aged uncle's name is Jiang Yuan, don't look at his middle-aged appearance, it turns out that he is only in his early thirties, and he has been working here for almost ten years, and the wrinkles on his face are all smoked by the furnace of the corpse refining cave.

"Brother Jiang, I heard that this paradise island only enters the boat, not the ship, so if you calculate it, the population of this island is afraid that it will be millions."

He had heard from the soldier that the ships transporting slaves had been coming in in a steady stream, but when he asked about the population, the soldier was hesitant.

"Indeed it is"

"So, the population of this island?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Ye Ling with a smile.

"Do you think we're burning all soldiers and xenos!"

Hearing this, Ye Ling only felt a chill, from the soles of his feet, straight to the tail vertebrae