God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains

On the same night, after all of the teams performed, the old announcer walked to the center of the circle and raised his hands up, "Alright everyone, I need silence."

He looked around at everyone for a few seconds as they paid attention to him.

"Congratulations, all of you have managed to do great during these first three weeks. But from tomorrow onwards, for seven days, you will be free from all labour. You won't have to come here to work and nor will anyone help you to teleport to this beach." he said, and from the crowd, there was a shout.

"What's the catch, old man?"

The guy chuckled, "Heheh, it's time for camp wars. The trade market will not be available during the week and for every trade that you do among each other, fifty percent of it will go to us as tax. The only way of not getting taxed is by taking over a camp, steal things from other teams and there's multiple other ways on how you can gain the resources that you need.

Just keep in mind that your trainers will be keeping an eye on you guys. You can take over a camp and if you do, that team will belong to you. No matter what happens the losing team will have to listen to your orders and if they don't, they'll be disqualified from the camp wars. They'll also be forced to do labour until the training camp is finished and they won't be allowed to participate in events.

Lastly, the things that belong to your teams will be transported to a different island that's very close to Baroma Kingdom and is technically a part of this kingdom. Baroma Island is way smaller than the one we're currently at, so the fight for resources will be tough. You can also choose which things you wish to take but just so you know, your tents and shelters will stay back in this island."

Hearing his words, the jolly atmosphere vanished instantly. Many of the teams from war church had smirks on their faces as they had been over shadowed by teams from the other churches until now and they finally felt like their chance had arrived.

The teams from the church of Protection on the other hand, had neutral gazes in their eyes since they were welcomed to join other teams pretty easily thanks to Keith's influence. Even outside the island, they always had a good name, so everyone were amicable with them.

It was the teams Church of Money and Arts that felt like they would be at a disadvantage during this event as most of their members were unawakened users and even the awakened users were mostly non-combatant types.

The teams from the Church of Medicine weren't too worried as they'd been stocking up on poisons, weird drugs and also medicines, all of which would help them out massively during the next week.

With most of the teams' moods dampened, they teleported back to their camps silently. Keith and his team also popped up in front of their tents, but the moment they did, everyone looked at Keith, including Brandon.

"What's the plan?" Brandon asked as he leisurely sat down on the ground, in front of the campfire before he grabbed a small pot and passed it to Caleb who went ahead and filled up half of it with the filtered water. He and Laura began to make some fufu for dinner while Nathan placed the leftover stew onto the fire where the smoking racks were placed.

Keith followed Brandon's example and sat down near the fireplace before thinking.

"Well, we need to pack up the most important things first. We have more than a hundred kilos of yakka flour left, so we'll be taking that with us along with all the dried fish and meat jerky." he said as he glanced at the large sack that was filled to the top with dry fish meat.

More than 90% of the fruits and berries that Keith had got from trading, was used to trade for beef jerky as fruits and berries had low shelf life. Beef jerky alone filled up more than four sacks, so Keith had no shortage of protein sources.

"Same with all the salt that we managed to hoarde until now, but we don't need too much of it, so we'll only take a small bag of salt. We're only going to stay there for a week, so taking too much won't be a good move."

Laura looked up at him as she was breaking up the yakka clumps to make the slurry, "Then why are we taking so much yakka flour and jerky with us? Won't that be too much to carry too?"

"I'm guessing that he wants to use this to make people come to our side." Amelia said as she looked at Keith, who nodded, "Yeah, there are too many teams that don't have access to any useful resources, especially food. All these days, they've only been eating one meal a day so they're weak compared to the other teams.

We simply ask them to surrender to us and promise them that we won't mistreat them. They have a good opinion about our team so I'm pretty confident that most of them will agree. As for the others, we'll just tell them that we have no intentions of fighting them, but we'll threaten them. If they try to attack us, then we won't hold back.

And with so much man power in our team, unless the others team up completely, they won't be able to even compare to us. It's just a safe defensive plan where we'll use our resources to build up a huge group to repel the offensive teams. Simple, isn't it?"

"But what about the church of medicine? I heard them talking about poisons..." Clara said, frowning.

Keith chuckled, "Oh, I've talked to most of them already and most of their teams are joining us. I also asked a few people to spread some word around since I didn't have enough time to talk to all the teams. Anyways, once we're done eating, let's get to work. There's so many things that we must leave behind this time."

[A/N: SynOcean... bro 28 golden tickets... that's 5 extra chapters. Do you want to torture me? T.T]

Well, a promise is a promise I guess...