Bang!!!

Revice and the others immediately spotted the flare.

"We've got a signal! Pull up the baskets!" Revice yelled.

The staff members quickly input a command into their laptops and the baskets were slowly raised by the chains. Revice and the others looked down in excitement.

"Our men are safe. They must’ve found some great treasure and were working really hard earlier. And our signals must’ve gotten jammed," Coldfang said.

Revice nodded. "We got not just the meteorites, but jewelry too. Gostia was known as one of the wealthiest countries, after all.” With a sinister expression, he continued, "The first thing we'll do once we obtain the meteorites is develop a virus that will wipe out all Novemtoners. We'll kill them all."

Rondoniers despised Novemton to their very core and hoped to wipe them off the earth.

The baskets had been raised high enough for them to make out.

"Hahaha, Novemton's doom has arrived. We'll kill all of them, then make the men our slaves and the women