Chapter 281: Chapter 281 281: Subdued bandits

Once Sleazy was taken care of, the rest of the bandits lost their will to fight and immediately surrendered themselves to the Red Mankeys. The Rebornian soldiers immediately cuffed them up with metal chains and subdued them completely. The Red Mankey leader looked down at his shadow and bowed as a sign of respect. "Senior Orcs. We request that you take these miscreants and send them to prison," he said solemnly, as if praying. It didn't take long before the Red Mankeys' shadows converged and coalesced into one big hole in the ground, right where the bandits were subdued. Their personal Orc bodyguard, one whose job was to constantly protect a Rebornian they were assigned, transferred over to the bandits. They then used their skill to take them to the Parched Lands in a matter of a few seconds. After falling for what seemed like a minute, the bandits fell on their butts and saw the darkness around them subside into the ground. The world opened up to them, allowing them to see a large wall enclosing them in, about thirty meters in height, with barbed wires on top that prevented anyone from escaping. They weren't the only ones there. They looked around and saw other people wearing a uniformed orange jumpsuit, looking at them with pity. One of them approached the bandits. "What you in for?" he asked. "What.We tried to rob an automobile. We didn't know they were protected." The prisoner inhaled a sharp breath. "Tsk, tsk, tsk…we learned that the hard way. And it seems you were quite lucky you didn't see the Orcs." "Look at them," the prisoner said, pointing to a group of other prisoners who sat on the ground, grabbing their head intensely and rocking their bodies back and forth like a madman. "If you met them, that's what would have happened to you." After all that was over, the Red Mankeys approached Michael and Barcus back at the top of the plateau. "We have successfully subdued the bandits, boss." The Red Mankeys kneeled in anticipation, waiting for Michael's acknowledgement. "Congratulations," Michael said to them. "You have proven yourselves worthy to be the first platoon in the Rebornian Army. I hereby give your group the name: 1st division Golden Road Troopers!" The Red Mankeys rejoiced. All their hard work had paid off. Just then, Michael suddenly saw a notification flash in front of his eyes.