Chapter 3041 Proof of Identity

What?

Everyone was a little bit unbelievable: "I have heard before that the sea level drops or volcanic eruptions will indeed create more islands. But this process can take ten days, half a month, or even a year and a half."

"How can a small island appear out of thin air in one day?" ŴŴŴ.

Chief Bei explained: "Good question. To tell you the truth, this island has always existed, but it was cast with a powerful spell by a certain ancient power, so ordinary people like us can't find its existence at all."

"Until recently, this powerful spell was destroyed, so this island appeared."

Everyone looked at each other, their faces full of doubts.

What ancient power, powerful spell, what are you talking about.

Someone asked back: "What is the purpose of you saying this? What does it have to do with today's topic?"

The head of the Northern Palace said: "I just want to introduce my identity to everyone first."

"To be honest, I am a resident of this mysterious island. There are tens of thousands of residents on this island. We were all members of Daxia, but later we were forcibly abducted or deceived to this island."

"On Shenzhu Island, we were enslaved and driven by others, and lived a life worse than pigs and dogs. No, in the eyes of the owner of Shenzhu Island, our lives are not even as good as pigs and dogs."

"How bad is our living environment? Moldy steamed buns are delicacies, and people often kill them. Cannibalism."

"On Shenzhu Island, dozens or even hundreds of people die almost every day. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a purgatory on earth."

"We thought we would die alone in this purgatory, but then a savior came to Shenzhu Island."

"This savior risked his life and survived many deaths to defeat the owner of Shenzhu Island, rescued us from Shenzhu Island, and sent us back to our dream hometown."

"However, in the few years when this savior disappeared, the people of his country called him a traitor and attacked him everywhere. It was really chilling."

The amount of information in Beifuchang's words was too much for everyone to digest for a while.

After a moment of silence, someone said, "You mean, the savior who saved you is the former God Marshal?"

Chief Bei nodded: "Yes."

"Haha, your lie is too fake." A reporter questioned: "Even if you want to whitewash the former God Marshal, you should make up a reason close to reality."

"What God Lord Island, what tens of thousands of slaves, hell on earth, savior, you are making up a novel."

"We believe you, it's a pity."

Chief Bei said: "I have a way to prove myself, and I swear on my life that I will be responsible for every word I say."

The crowd still didn't believe it and said: "Well, prove yourself to us."

Chief Bei said: "I was kidnapped thirty years ago. My hometown is No. 405, Yanta Street, Lianhua City, Yunbei Province. You can confirm with my family whether I suddenly disappeared thirty years ago."

"When I left, my daughter was only seven years old. Now, he should be thirty-seven years old and married with children."

Speaking of this, Chief Bei felt lost and full of emotion.

He missed home.

A reporter said quickly: "We can contact the people at 405, Yanta Street, Lianhua City, Yunnan Province through the public security organs..."

Someone was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "You believe what this madman said? You really need to confirm it."

The old director said: "After all, this matter is related to the God, so it is better to be cautious."

"It just so happens that I have some connections in the public security system, and I can help you find out."

Good!

Please trouble the old director.

The old director took out his mobile phone and called a friend in the public security system, and told the other party the whole story.