Doomsday America

Chapter 151 The Exhausting Life of a Lord (10k)

Watching the father and son disappear into the horizon on their motorcycle.

Martin rode his horse to Gavin's side and asked softly.

"Boss, do you think those two can do it? Will we ever see them again?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing Martin's question, Gavin looked up, paused for a moment, then turned to look at Foggin on his left shoulder and spoke.

"Fujin, do you think those two can find their families? Will we ever see them again?"

"Gah?"

Fujin tilted his head in confusion and called out in bewilderment.

Gavin then looked at Martin again and nodded.

"Fokine thinks they can do it, and I have already offered my help and blessings. Let time do the rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin glanced at his watch. Well, it was almost two o'clock.

So he gently kicked Octavian's horse's belly and spoke to Martin and Antony.

"Let's go home!"

"receive."

"no problem."

After the two agreed, Gavin took the lead, and the three horses galloped across the still damp grassland.

Meanwhile, on their return journey, at the manor...

The elderly people in the camp each had their own tasks. For example, Bella had to change the format of the flyers and, incidentally, reprint the information about the Bloodseekers that had just been added last night to the zombie survival manual.

Therefore, the people gathered in the manor hall at this moment, looking lost and unsure of what to do, are naturally the newlyweds who just arrived today.

The camp's excellent atmosphere and diverse mix of races, ages, and nationalities helped to alleviate the couples' anxiety.

However, a sense of confusion still lingered in their hearts, because although they had escaped the possibility of dying, they were now facing a situation that could determine their future!
So, among the group of newcomers, Father Hogan finally couldn't help but ask Thomas, who seemed the most composed.

"Mr. Thomas."

"Father Hogan."

Thomas nodded to Father Hogan.

Having received Thomas's response, Father Hogan felt somewhat relieved and continued speaking to Thomas.

"It feels like a waste to have us just sitting here, and I think it would only make everyone more uneasy."

"So, is there any work we can do that we are capable of, even if it's a little tiring?"

After speaking, the priest looked at the people around him.

Meeting the priest's gaze, Gavin nodded in unison to the four people he had found near the bridge.

Even the man whose face was forcibly marked with the Holy Flame symbol nodded heavily, enduring the itching sensation of the scars.

They were all people who had been wandering in the apocalypse for at least a week, and every one of them knew one thing very well.

Having nothing to do is the greatest torment to the hearts of homeless people!
That would make them realize clearly that even though the world is so vast, there is no place for them to settle down!

However, unlike the other four, Susan, who had been kidnapped by Manus and Diana, the baron's men, shrank back somewhat awkwardly after hearing the priest's words.

Thomas keenly noticed Susan's expression, and with a noncommittal chuckle, he spoke elegantly to Father Hogan and the other six.

“I’m sorry, Father Hogan, I’m just Mr. Gavin’s butler, and I only met him last night and basically applied for the job.”

"Compared to you all, I don't think I'm qualified to interfere in the various tasks within the camp. I hope you can understand."

"However, I think we have other solutions to your requests, such as..."

At this point, Thomas looked up at the second-floor guard post and whispered to Madison.

“Mr. Madison, do you have any plans for everyone? We’re afraid we need some guidance.”

"Huh? Arrangements? For me?"

Upon hearing Thomas's words, Madison instinctively shrank back, then responded to Thomas.

"What arrangements can I make? I'm just a patient myself. If the boss isn't back by 3 o'clock, you can take everyone to find Steve or Eugene, or even old Bert."

"But honestly, you don't need to panic at all. The boss's style is to let each of you newcomers have a full day of rest. You'll see later."

"Don't rush to find work. We'll have countless jobs to do in the future. If you ask me, our camp might become the new Washington or the new New York in a few decades. There will be so many jobs that we can't even count them all!"

"So you should all take this time to rest now, because there won't be many more opportunities like this in the future!"

As he finished speaking, Madison turned his gaze back to the surroundings of the estate, where the sky was at its most magnificent around two o'clock in the afternoon.

Especially after last night's thunderstorm, there are hardly any clouds in the sky today, making it look exceptionally vast.

After hearing Madison's words, Father Hogan nodded thoughtfully, then whispered to Thomas to continue.

“Well, Mr. Butler, it seems our leader is kind enough. This is definitely reassuring good news.”

"What good news, Father? You finally stopped getting lost?"

Just as the priest finished speaking, Eugene happened to be walking back from the direction of the firing range with his three pilots.

From a distance, Father Hogan could see the trio of pilots, covered in weapons, beaming with glee.

Responding to Eugene's teasing, Father Hogan gave a wry smile and spread his hands.

“Mr. Eugene, before the Lord, I am but a lost sheep, and getting lost is a very common thing!”

"Ah, right, right, lost lamb. There are dozens of lost lambs in the camp, but you're the only one who got lost in our room. Why don't you just trap yourself to death in the freezer? Haha~"

Eugene laughed heartily and then swaggered to sit down on the sofa in the central position.

He waved for the three pilots to sit nearby and then turned on his walkie-talkie.

"Boss, it's me, Eugene the fuck! When are you finally coming back?!"

"I'm back now, it'll probably be another two minutes."

Gavin gave a brief response.

The moment those words came through the walkie-talkie, several bedroom doors on the second floor were pushed open almost simultaneously!

Nikita, Steve, Adriana, Lee Sin, and the others all emerged from the room.

They strode into the hall and each found a seat to wait.

Li Qing was a bit different. Even when he went downstairs, he was still carrying a lot of papers in his hands, and now he was sitting on the sofa, constantly making notes.

Meanwhile, Eugene continued speaking casually into the intercom.

"That's great! If you hadn't come back soon, I was planning to leave right away!"

“Actually, you could have just set off directly, Eugene, but since I’m already back, let’s meet one more time.”

After Gavin answered, Octavian sped up his pace slightly.

About a minute and a half later, the three horses crossed the old manor and slowed down as they approached the camp manor.

As Gavin approached the camp, he glanced at the mechanic Wells.

The old fellow is now diligently delivering sports cars to the lawns around the estate, and covering them with tarpaulins to protect them from the wind and rain.

In his eyes, sports cars are full of rare and high-quality parts, so even if he can't let the sports cars take up space in the garage, he should try his best to preserve those treasures.

At this moment, upon seeing Gavin return, Wells instinctively straightened up and raised his hand to greet Gavin from afar.

"Boss!"

"Hmm, well done. I see you seem to have fixed the Tyrannosaurus Rex?"

“That’s right, boss. The Tyrannosaurus Rex’s window structure is pretty much the same as many pickup trucks. This morning, Feng, Kelvin, and I went to the resort area and took off three windows to compare. We managed to fix them pretty well.”

Wells agreed with relief; he never expected that Gavin would notice his progress so quickly.

The feeling of being constantly watched by important figures gave him a subtle sense of satisfaction.
Seeing Wells' smile, Gavin nodded slightly, then walked past the mechanic Wells and approached the cattle pen.

"Boss Gavin!"

When he arrived, William and Sariel stood up straight and nodded to him solemnly.

Gavin glanced at their work, especially at the extra dozen or so cows, and asked.

“Who went to catch the cows and came back? I noticed that there are five more dairy cows and about ten more beef cows.”

“Boss, Steve caught it after lunch when the cattle happened to be strolling near the manor,” William replied.

Upon hearing this, Gavin nodded and continued across the cattle pen, making his way to the main gate of the manor.

As he approached the door, Eugene and his group had already left the sofa and were waiting for him outside.

The scene today was much larger than usual, with a significant increase in manpower compared to yesterday and today, making Gavin feel like he was back with the team.

A rugby team has about 45 members, and if we can gather more at our camp, we'll almost have enough for a rugby team!

Thinking of this, Gavin chuckled and stopped controlling David, then jumped off his horse.

"Boss!"

"Sir!"

"Boss Gavin!"

"Gavin!"

"cowboy!"

"benefactor!"

The moment he landed on the ground, more than a dozen voices rang out, causing Gavin to unconsciously reveal a smile.

Thomas naturally moved closer, took Gavin's reins, and tied him to the hitching post.

Gavin then walked back into the manor with the crowd, swaggered to the sofa, and asked everyone.

"Don't tell me you guys were sitting in the lobby having meetings while I wasn't here. What kind of meetings were you having? Are you planning to give me another fucking Easter?"

"No, no, no, that was just an accident, an accident!"

Hearing Gavin's words, Madison on the second floor smiled wryly and waved to Gavin.

Those involved in the Gavin Easter incident that morning were now filled with shame and embarrassment.

Seeing the different expressions on everyone's faces, Gavin snorted and took the iced drink that Doris brought him, taking a sip.

Hmm, it's minty. Do you have any mint at home?

Gavin thought it tasted pretty good, so he gave Doris a thumbs up and then picked up the cup and gave her his order.

"Eugene, Adriana, Martin, Steve, the four of you don't need to go to the prison this afternoon, since there's not enough time."

"Alright, Eugene, continue making the bomb this afternoon and get the finished product out as soon as possible. I need to test the explosive power so that we can send the aggregates in Richard Town to their deaths as planned."

"Steve, take Adriana and Nikita to the resort area to continue searching for fire extinguishers and clear out the remaining zombies. Also, keep an eye on Lake Richards. I don't want a large number of zombies coming down the river from Dallas. If so, we must prepare as soon as possible!"

"Martin, Anthony, you two go and rest for an hour, then work together to repair the machine gun defenses on the roof. If you don't know how to weld, then help move the steel. Leave the welding work to the auto mechanic, Wells."

"Thomas, observe the area around the manor and come up with the first phase of the manor's agricultural plan. At the same time, try to find and list other defensive or concealed measures that can be implemented around the manor. List them in a table for me to see. If they are suitable, we will start construction gradually tomorrow!"

"Alright, all you old guys still here, get back to work. Leave the time to me and the new guys. Go on!"

As he said this, Gavin took a sip of his minty iced drink and waved to his old friends.

The old buddies seemed to have found their pillar of support, and they all left the hall to get busy.

However, looking at their backs, Gavin couldn't help but secretly shake his head.

He knew he had to delegate authority because the team had grown from a small to a large size much faster than he had imagined.

Every time something like this happens, it's a waste of human resources. I need to quickly find someone who can speak for me in the camp.

Moreover, this number is not one or two, but at least three, representing field staff, office staff, and logistics staff respectively!
Fieldwork is easy to handle. Eugene is a reckless guy, but he's also a show-off. He might make mistakes, but he's not afraid to get things done. In fact, he's been bypassing the two injured guys, Steve and Madison, since last night, calling himself the number two person in fieldwork.

The internal affairs staff is also easy to handle. Although I will select one or two more newcomers to join the internal affairs staff, the only ones who can make decisions about the internal affairs staff are William and Feng. One is traditional and obedient, and the other is versatile and intelligent.

Moreover, Feng is very capable and can lead the patrol, while William is temporarily less capable and is perfect for guarding the house.

As for logistics, that was originally Gavin's biggest concern.

After all, logistics is the most complex, difficult to coordinate, and time-consuming task in the overall operation of the camp.

No one in the camp was capable of coordinating logistics, not even old Bert. He could at most remind everyone what to do, but asking him to do overall planning was simply asking too much of him.

After all, throughout his life, Bert had never been groomed by his elders or superiors to be a manager.

But now...

Gavin turned his attention to Thomas.

Whether Thomas can take on the responsibility of overseeing the entire logistics team depends on whether his next report contains anything surprising.

As for trust...

Trust is something that needs time to prove, so let time do its work.

Thinking this, Gavin raised his hand to rub his head. After sorting out the three aspects of the work, he felt a little better.

So he turned his attention back to the group of newcomers in front of him.

Meeting Gavin's gaze, the newcomers greeted him with varying expressions. Then, Sean, the instructor from the pilot team, spoke to Gavin.

"Tsk tsk, Gavin, you look much more impressive now than on TV!"

"Although there are far fewer people surrounding you than on TV, you know what I mean, you're fucking handsome right now, idol!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sean involuntarily gave Gavin a thumbs up, to which Gavin gently shook his head in response.

"I'd rather still be living in the TV than live in this godforsaken world."

"And you, tsk tsk, I really didn't know the Air Force didn't have Apaches. You didn't make that clear back then, making me treat you like a terrorist, buddy!"

"Ah this..."

When faced with Gavin's question, Sean raised an eyebrow sheepishly.

"It's all in the past, sir. At least we landed safely. Our Hellfire didn't hit your windshield, and your RPGs didn't hit our wings, did they?"

"Just consider it a minor incident. After all, even I didn't realize that the Air Force didn't have Apaches. Compared to using Black Hawks and Ospreys to transport Delta Force and SEAL Team Six, I actually prefer Apaches!"

"Of course, my favorite is still fighter jets, haha~"

Amidst the laughter, Sean tossed a cigarette to Gavin, who caught it, and Sean continued speaking.

"However, sir, let's talk about what we can do now. My two trainees are very interested in this!"

"Hey, instructor, it's clearly you who's concerned, but actually I'd rather get some sleep!"

One of Sean's students called out to him, causing Sean to turn around and glare at him in annoyance.

Hearing the young flight cadet's words, Gavin smiled and nodded, then said softly.

“Sean, I have a lot of planes on my farm. Although they are all civilian, I have no shortage of fixed-wing aircraft and helicopters. The three of you will not lack jobs in the future.”

"As for today, as your students said, you really need to take a good rest today."

“Not just you, everyone who came here today is in the same boat. Everyone should go and get some rest. Even if we can’t forget the existence of the apocalypse just because we’ve found a camp, we should at least relax for a day, shouldn’t we?” With that, Gavin turned to the six people he had picked up at the bridgehead that morning.

In fact, he picked up seven people at the bridgehead: four poor souls controlled by the Holy Fire Church, a biology graduate student named Li Qing, and National Guard member Anthony and priest Hogan.

However, Anthony had already started his shift early. He had accompanied him to the forest and had now been sent off to rest, so Jiawen was only looking at the six people at the moment.

Before these men could say anything, Gavin continued pointing at the poor fellow with the scars on his face.

"Especially you, buddy, the little gift those lunatics left you will probably hurt for a long time, and your face isn't suitable for being exposed to too much cold wind, so what are you still thinking about? Take your lover for a stroll around the manor."

"You're all the same. Those who need to rest, rest; those who want to play, play. There's a basketball court and a baseball field at home, as well as a shooting range, a bar, a gym, a game room, and an aquarium, although some of the fish have died recently..."

"In short, I want to emphasize one thing to you guys."

"This is not just our camp where we survive, nor is it just a place where we have to work hard. It also meets our entertainment needs. This is our home, and that will remain so for at least a while!"

At this point, Gavin clapped his hands lightly.

"Alright, do you want me to kick you out? Go on, go relax as I say."

"The manor management regulations and the zombie survival manual are in the restaurant. If you really can't sit still, go find them and read them carefully, then think about what you want to do in the future—supporters or explorers?"

"Of course, the Air Force guys shouldn't be chosen. We need you guys for field operations. This is my request. What do you think?"

At this point, Gavin turned to look at the trio of pilots.

Meeting Gavin's gaze, the trio exchanged glances, then Instructor Sean nodded decisively and growled at Gavin.

"Our fighting spirit begins here!"

"Walter?"

Gavin was taken aback by Sean's shout. After his growl, Sean rubbed his forehead helplessly and said awkwardly to Gavin.

"Well, it seems that our Shepard Air Force Base's slogan is indeed not as famous as those guys in Delta's."

"Ha, so that was your slogan, a great slogan, buddy!"

Gavin immediately nodded to Sean, who, while gladly accepting Gavin's praise, continued speaking to Gavin.

“Sir, even if you hadn’t mentioned it, the three of us would never do logistics work. We’re still young. We’ve trained for half our lives not to farm. We enjoy the feeling of flying in the sky!”

"For this reason, even if you don't ask, we want to collect aviation fuel and military aircraft ourselves, try to investigate and clear airports around the world, and build our own unique air corridors for the future!"

At this point, Sean finally frowned, and he continued speaking to Gavin with difficulty.

"However, sir, what I just mentioned might be achievable, but if we want to ensure our airspace expands to a certain extent, the weather is an obstacle we can't avoid..."

Sean and the two students exchanged another glance, all three of them looking troubled, while Gavin nodded knowingly.

Sean is right. Flying is not as simple as it seems. If flying a helicopter were that easy, Boss Cole wouldn't have ended up like that.

Without a global weather system that is interconnected, when an aircraft enters unfamiliar airspace, it faces considerable risks, even from a strong gust of wind, as it is unfamiliar with the local climate.

Moreover, although the current global airspace is excessively lenient, there are hardly any planes flying on different routes.

However, at the same time, bird control efforts along each flight route cannot be carried out, and flocks of birds will freely occupy the entire sky, which alone is enough to cause problems for most civilian fixed-wing aircraft.

Therefore, in the short term, the more skilled a person is at flying, the less likely they are to want to soar into that unknown sky.

Because those who drown are all good swimmers, and those who fall to their deaths are all pilots.

If they crashed a plane before the apocalypse, they could just parachute out and be done with it.

But now, if they parachute out, they might never be able to return to camp in their lifetime...

This is also why Gavin doesn't like flying.

There's no other reason than that it's simply not safe enough!

Upon hearing Sean's words, Gavin pondered for a moment, then spoke softly to Sean.

"Dude, I understand your concerns. What's your name?"

"Sean Richard!"

"Gavin King!"

Gavin reached out and shook hands with Sean, then naturally continued speaking.

"At least for now, the camp doesn't have many flight missions, let alone any exaggerated interstate work."

"Our activity range will be fixed around the camp, at least for a considerable period of time, in the central and eastern regions of Texas."

"This is a familiar environment for us, so the flight mission shouldn't be too difficult. Therefore, when I need you, I won't allow you to back down, and I will face the same dangers with you. This will never change."

"After all, we don't have many people who can fly, and the three of you are definitely among the best. You are excellent, so I need you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin looked at the three of them seriously.

Behind Sean, facing Gavin's gaze, the two young trainees couldn't help but purse their lips.

It feels so good to be needed; their former superiors had never praised them like this.

And Sean.

Upon hearing Gavin's words, he turned around disdainfully and patted the two students on the head.

"You might need me, sir. As for those two, they're just kids who got F-35s in the lottery right after entering flight school. They're still far from being good enough!"

"To put it bluntly, those two bastards, I wouldn't dare let them fly anything except an F-35!"

"So I thought I'd teach the two of them how to fly helicopters and civilian fixed-wing aircraft in the neighborhood in the near future."

"By the way, I saw that you have a Gulfstream G650 at your airport. That's a real gem, a true 'sky villa.' I can fly it without any problem."

"However... okay, I admit it, if the weather along the route isn't guaranteed, then I don't know where I'll end up, let alone where I'll stop."

"We have so much to do, sir!"

Sean said this to Gavin, who then patted Sean on the shoulder.

“Indeed, man, we all have too much to do, but one more afternoon won’t make a difference.”

"You should all get some rest. Everything will start tomorrow. Also, when you're teaching those two civilians how to use fixed-wing aircraft and helicopters, there might be other people in the camp who will be learning too. I'll need your help then!"

"Aha, no problem, I'll be gentle with my scolding~"

Sean immediately nodded to Gavin, but after nodding, he looked at Gavin with a mischievous grin and continued.

"Except for you, sir. If you want to learn how to fly a plane, I'll definitely give you a piece of my mind. Don't blame me then!"

"After all, opportunities to fucking curse your superior don't come often, haha~"

Amidst the laughter, Sean clenched his right fist and bumped it heavily against Gavin.

Afterwards, the trio of pilots said goodbye to Gavin and went to play at the camp.

Seeing the three of them walk away, Baron Susan unconsciously pursed her lips, then tentatively left the sofa.

Seeing that Gavin didn't stop her, she mustered her courage and immediately went back to her room to continue being a homebody.

At this point, the newlyweds believed Gavin's words and gradually left the hall. Following Gavin's advice, they found two secret manuals and began to study them.

Only Li Qing and Father Hogan remained sitting in the hall.

Seeing this, Gavin knew that the two men had something to talk to him about, so he beckoned them to sit down in front of him.

Upon seeing Gavin's greeting, Li Qing immediately rushed forward, went to the sofa closest to Gavin, and took out a piece of paper from her pile of papers, handing it to Gavin.

Gavin picked up the paper and looked at it, and his head immediately started spinning!

Because the paper was filled with a list of equipment!

Stereo microscopes, compound microscopes, fluorescence microscopes, scanning electron microscopes, cryogenic grinders, PCR instruments, electrophoresis systems, sequencers, shaking incubators, light incubators, and so on...

Just by looking at these devices, Gavin could guess what they were for.

While Gavin appeared calm on the surface, he was actually struggling with inner turmoil and bitterness. At that moment, Li Qing spoke to Gavin.

"Boss Gavin, before I met you, I really didn't expect that you had already made contact with Dr. Richard, let alone that you two could make a considerable degree of speculation and simulation about the possibility of zombie fungus through remote communication."

"As for me, although I am far from reaching the doctoral level, my major happens to give me a certain understanding of fungi. I am an international graduate student from the University of Texas in the East, majoring in biology, and I am working on my master's degree."

“This morning, I thought about it for a long time and felt that even though the situation was difficult, I should raise my demands as soon as possible. After all, if these devices are left unattended for too long and lack maintenance, I am worried that other problems may arise.”

"Moreover, these devices can not only help us study zombie fungi, Boss Gavin, but also cultivate antibiotics, including most of the antibiotics commonly found on the market. Given the right conditions, I am fully capable of conducting targeted cultivation!"

"So, I know it's difficult, but if you agree, I'm willing to go back to the biology lab at the University of Texas Medical Center in Dallas with you and bring back the appropriate equipment!"

“I know this is a bit risky, but I don’t necessarily have to do it right away. I mean… I hope we can make such a plan in advance, so that when the time is right, we can start taking action!”

At this point, Li Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze made Gavin take a deep breath.

A biology lab...

Those things are all built near major universities and medical centers, and there are at least tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of zombies in those areas!

This action is far too dangerous!

But Li Qing's reasons were too compelling. Whether it was the in-depth investigation of the zombie fungus or the temptation of the camp's own antibiotics, these two reasons were enough for Gavin to lead the team to risk their lives!
While antibiotics cannot cure all diseases, they can definitely handle the vast majority of illnesses in life, which is an extraordinary temptation!

Gavin took another deep breath, then raised his hand and patted Li Qing on the shoulder.

"Li Qing!"

He then solemnly addressed Li Qing.

"I promise you'll get what you want, but not now. Right now, we're not capable of getting into Dallas. Don't even think about it!"

“But if we make a purchase in other towns besides Dallas, I will give you these devices as soon as possible, even without you asking.”

"Don't worry, and don't rush, okay?"

"Of course, boss. So, can I join the field operations team?"

Li Qing immediately pressed Gavin for an answer, which surprised Gavin slightly.

"Field work?"

Gavin couldn't help but ask Li Qing a question in return.

"Aren't you a scholar? Why did you join the field team?"

To be honest, Gavin was reluctant to let Li Qing risk his life. As a biology graduate student in his prime, no one knew how far he could go, but his academic qualifications at this time were already among the top three in the camp!
In response to Gavin's question, Li Qing chuckled and patted the dog-leg knife on his leg.

"Boss, I'm not just a simple scholar. Besides my research projects, I also really enjoy working out!"

"Before I got to the camp, I had already killed more than just one or two zombies. Besides, even if everyone found suitable equipment in town, without me around, they might not know which equipment was suitable, and there are also rules for transporting that equipment!"

"So I think I have to join the field operations team, especially the field operations team that might go to various towns. Boss, you have to count me in!"

"That's no problem!"

Upon hearing this, Gavin nodded decisively and patted Li Qing on the shoulder.

"I grant your request. You are eligible to join any field team that goes to towns, especially to hospitals, at any time."

"By the way, I have some medical equipment back home, and there's also a small hospital in the farm town. Although it doesn't have many beds, I spent a lot of money buying the equipment. You can go and take a look."

"If you're interested, you can work with Feng's internal affairs team tomorrow. I'll talk to Feng and have them protect you on your way to the farm town hospital. What do you think?"

"That would be perfect, boss!"

Li Qing nodded excitedly and emphatically.

Seeing this, Gavin grinned and waved at him.

"Okay, it's settled then. What you need now is rest. Go ahead, don't try to be independent, just like the other newcomers."

"Okay, I got it, boss!"

Li Qing nodded finally, then left the hall and hurriedly ran to the old manor's medical room to check on things.

After Li Qing left, Gavin looked at Father Hogan with a headache.

There's nothing we can do; that's just how things are in the West!

Gavin even felt like a Western noble lord, forced to sit in a chair and accept the demands of his subjects.

The problem was that the issues raised by his people weren't trivial matters like who stole whose grain, who dug up whose potatoes, or who slept with whose wife.

Rather, it is every single event that could have a significant impact on the camp itself, and even more so on the future of human civilization as a whole!

As a result, Gavin didn't dare to slack off. Even though he didn't know much about the profession, he had to think as much as possible about how to make decisions and where to use the camp's limited resources!
As Gavin pondered, Father Hogan leaned forward and gently expressed his request.

"Lord Gavin!"

He said softly.

“You look a little tired, so I’ll keep it short: I want to preach in our camp!”

"Preaching?"

Upon hearing this, Gavin instinctively frowned.

Hogan understood Gavin's concerns, so he continued.

“That’s right, sir. Preaching is necessary, because almost every one of us has believed in something before the end times!”

“There are very few true unbelievers in Texas. Although the end times briefly shattered their faith, as time goes on, even if I don’t spread the Lord’s light, they will naturally let their faith expand haphazardly.”

"If we do not provide believers with artificial guidance, especially official guidance, that belongs to you!"

"Then... even I can't guess what will be born on the freely expanding land of faith!"

At this point, Father Hogan's expression became unusually serious.

Gavin looked at Hogan with a hint of surprise.

If Gavin had seen Hogan in front of Nikita, he would have found that Hogan at this moment was completely different from the priest at that time!
What Father Hogan and Nikita said was exactly what a perfect priest should say.

But when he faced Gavin, his words became much more blunt!
The issues Hogan raised are indeed the same ones Gavin is concerned about and worried about!
On the one hand, Father Hogan openly proposed that he, Gavin, guide the faith of the camp members, which was undoubtedly an attempt by Father Hogan to persuade him to combine church and state.

As for Gavin, even though he disliked combining divine and royal authority, he disliked deifying himself.

But there was one thing he couldn't avoid: almost everyone in the camp had once held some kind of belief!
Gavin had no idea that even Nikita, with her aloof personality, had become a follower of the Potters' House, just like her mother, and that the Potters' House was only a small church that had emerged in recent decades...

In short, America is completely different from the East. For Americans, faith is an insurmountable obstacle in this country!
If Gavin doesn't try to conquer the territory of faith, then this territory will inevitably be claimed by cultists or some other monsters and demons!

Gavin felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about that outcome.

Although he was not a believer, he could not understand the feeling of fanatics being seduced by their faith.

But the more this was the case, the more he could imagine a huge group of lunatics rushing towards him, and that feeling was absolutely awful!

Moreover, Gavin tacitly agreed that pre-meal prayers were no longer performed at the camp.

But he couldn't very well forbid the people in the camp from talking about God, could he?
If he dares to do that, he will become a tyrant in the eyes of many people in less than a month.

Really...

So even if Hogan hadn't brought it up, even if there had never been a priest at the camp.

Gavin himself would also have to step into the limelight at appropriate times and try to build enough personality cult to dilute the impact of faith on camp members.

Whether it's a personality cult of leaders or a theocratic monarchy combined with divine authority, they are essentially the same thing at their core. Not only are the processes largely similar, but they can only lead to the same result in the end, arriving at the same destination by different paths.

That's an absolute genius!
This……

Gavin took a deep breath.

If he could achieve absolute genius, then at least until his death, he wouldn't need to worry about camp management!
(End of this chapter)