Doomsday America

Chapter 154 I'm here to apologize, brother (10k)

Livingston Lake?

Upon hearing Gavin's order, flight instructor Sean narrowed his eyes hesitantly and asked.

"Sir, isn't Livingston Lake near Houston? Do we have a base there too?"

"There's no base there, but it's related to astronauts' landing. As for the astronauts on the International Space Station, you'll have the opportunity to communicate with them later."

Gavin gave a brief explanation, and flight instructor Sean didn't ask any further questions.

After all, when he conducts teaching, he always needs to choose a few places to test fly; it doesn't matter where he flies.

Although Lake Livingston is a bit far, more than 300 kilometers away, it generally takes less than three hours to fly there and back.

As for the weather during that period, you could see very far ahead at a glance, so Sean didn't think there was anything to worry about.

Sean nodded and whispered to Gavin.

"I understand, sir. So I'll take them both away now. We can use any plane at the airport, right?"

"That's right, you can use any of the planes at the airport, just don't take my Gulfstream G650, haha~"

Gavin smiled and waved to them, and the three of them left immediately. At the same time, the mechanic Wells and the blacksmith Manus also got up to go find the searchlight.

After the five of them left, only Gavin, Thomas, the Baron Sunset quartet, the kidnapped quartet at the bridgehead, Father Hogan, and Susan the homebody remained in the hall.

At this point, Gavin turned to Thomas and asked softly.

"Thomas, I saw in the report you gave me that you plan to focus on promoting the indoor hydroponic project. The tentative hydroponic targets are romaine lettuce, kale, mint, parsley, broccoli, white strawberries, and habanero peppers, right?"

“That’s right, sir.”

When Gavin asked him a question, Thomas nodded and explained to Gavin in a low voice.

"Although indoor hydroponics yields much more than outdoor cultivation, most staple crops take up a lot of space. Therefore, using hydroponic vegetables to enrich the camp’s diet is, in my opinion, the most suitable initial goal for hydroponics."

"However, if I want to improve the indoor hydroponic environment, I'm afraid I'll need a considerable number of people to help me renovate the hydroponic room."

"no problem."

Gavin nodded immediately.

“I will provide you with the necessary manpower. You also need to complete the hydroponic area as soon as possible. As for the location, the botanical garden is yours. If that's not enough, you can also modify the basketball court and baseball field.”

“That’s enough, sir. Initially, hydroponics doesn’t require a large area. I need to train people to be proficient in hydroponics before we can gradually expand the hydroponic area. This is not something that can be accomplished overnight.”

Thomas concluded, then stood quietly awaiting Gavin's future orders.

At the same time, Gavin looked at the others in front of him.

He first waved to Father Hogan.

"Father Hogan, besides building the church, do you have anything else to do today?"

"No, sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Father Hogan asked with a smile, and Gavin nodded slightly in response.

"There is indeed something we need to work on together, but we'll talk about it later. Let's have everyone choose their professions first."

After finishing his sentence, Gavin turned to the remaining group and continued to ask them questions.

"Guys, and barons, have you made plans for your future? Anyone interested in fieldwork?"

Gavin asked directly about fieldwork, which made those who hadn't yet chosen a job start thinking.

In the midst of this silence, the two men raised their hands.

Gavin looked at the two hands; the first one belonged to the young man whose face still bore scars.

He was the first to speak to Gavin.

“Boss Gavin, I’m planning to do fieldwork. I… I don’t want anyone to have this humiliation etched on their face again!”

At this point, the young man gritted his teeth.

What he really cared about wasn't the mark on his face; what he cared about more was that because of his powerlessness, his lover was harmed by cult members!

So, ever since he was rescued, he has been desperately trying to become stronger and more dangerous!
Seeing this, Gavin nodded slightly.

"No problem, buddy. What's your name?"

"Barn Love!"

"Okay, Barn, go to the third floor to choose your equipment, then wait for me at the shooting range. I'll come over later to test you."

"Copy that, boss!"

Upon receiving Gavin's order, Barn immediately squeezed his lover's hand tightly, then resolutely left the hall and headed towards the third floor.

Thomas had already shown them around gun armories and shooting ranges at least once yesterday, so Barn could find the places.

After Barn left, Gavin looked at another person who had raised his hand; he was the seemingly youngest old man in the Baron's Sunset Troupe.

He looked to be only forty-six or forty-seven years old. His full white beard made him look extremely capable, and the muscle mass on his body indicated that he had been exercising regularly.

At that moment, meeting Gavin's gaze, the middle-aged man grinned and spoke.

“Gavin, I am Abraham Isaac, the Baron’s field patrolman.”

"You own a farm yourself, so you should know what field patrolmen do, right?"

"My marksmanship is pretty good. I have a lot of hunting experience with coyotes and wild boars. I've probably killed more than five hundred coyotes and wild boars!"

"So, hehe, I'm determined to get the fieldwork job, young man!"

At this point, Uncle Abraham couldn't help but reveal a rugged smile.

Gavin also roughly guessed Abraham's abilities.

The job of a field patrolman, especially a field patrolman on a Texas farm, is not only to check the condition of the farmland at all times, but also to act as a farm policeman.

Whether it's an outsider entering the farm to steal, or wild boars or coyotes harassing and harming the farm's interests, the field patrolmen will take action to eliminate them.

Although Abraham looked to be almost fifty, his skin was ruddy, clearly a typical American redneck, and he must have experienced wild boar infestations more than once.

He said he had killed hundreds of wild boars and coyotes over the decades, which is quite common on large farms, and Abraham Old Deng's marksmanship must have included many moving targets, so he certainly has the ability to be a field operative.

Gavin nodded and whispered to Abraham Old Deng.

“Abraham, go pick out your equipment, then come with Barn to the shooting range and wait for me.”

"Okay, buddy, I'm off!"

Abraham immediately smiled and left the hall.

After the two left, Gavin looked at the remaining people.

Meeting Gavin's gaze, Barn's lover, the woman who had been harmed by the cult, gently raised her right hand.

"Boss Gavin!"

She raised her eyebrows and said.

"Although I'm not interested in fieldwork, I've never farmed before and don't really like farming, so I want to do office work and help you patrol the farm!"

"Is it?"

Upon hearing this, Gavin glanced at the woman.

The woman nodded emphatically, emphasizing this to Gavin.

"Of course, boss. I've participated in Boy Scout training more than once, and I often go to the shooting range near my house. If we hadn't been tricked by those lunatics from the Holy Fire Cult, Barn and I could have wiped them all out!"

"Damn it, they blocked the bridge and said they were your men, and Barn and I were such idiots to believe them!"

"One such experience is enough. From now on, I will thoroughly investigate every corner of our camp to prevent other cults from blocking the entrances and exits near the camp and deceiving more people!"

At this point, the woman stood up and looked intently at Gavin.

Seeing this, Gavin took a deep breath and then nodded.

"Go select the equipment and walkie-talkies, then report to William."

"Okay, boss. By the way, I'm Adele Suarez!"

"I'm glad you're still strong, Adele. I will make the Holy Fire Church die a worthy death!"

Gavin stood up and shook hands firmly with Adele, then watched her walk toward the armory.

After she disappeared upstairs, Gavin sat back on the sofa and continued asking the others.

"So, the rest of you will choose logistics work, right?"

"That's right, Gavin, we old guys can't do anything else these days."

The Baron smiled and nodded at Gavin.

After the Baron answered, the two young men who had been kidnapped by the Holy Fire Cult and Susan, the baron's female servant, who were not far away, also nodded silently along with the baron.

At this point, Gavin raised his hand to greet Thomas twice and smiled.

"Thomas, they're all in your hands now. Your hydroponic project is short of people to adjust the facilities, right? Before we start cultivating the land and planting potatoes outdoors, I hope you can lead them to make a name for themselves in indoor hydroponics first."

"Yes, sir, I can do it."

Thomas nodded slightly, then led the rest of the people away.

Even Susan, though the homebody looked very troubled, eventually followed Thomas and left the hall for the botanical garden.

After they had all left, Gavin looked at Father Hogan, who greeted him with an attentive expression.

Meanwhile, in the distant laundry room, Nikita happened to walk out and return to Gavin's side.

Gavin, while holding Nikita's hand, spoke to Father Hogan.

“Father, building a church is not something that can be done overnight. I bet you have plenty of time, even just a morning or a day.”

"So, do you want to come with me to run into those bastards from the Holy Fire Cult of God?"

“Those bastards blocked my bridge, kidnapped and injured the survivors who sought refuge with me. If I let them hide in their stronghold and continue to expand, who knows how many more people will be harmed by this cult!”

"So, my first task is to storm their stronghold and wipe them out completely!"

“Father Hogan, they’re bastards who play with religion and faith, and you’re a priest, so I think you might have something to say to them!”

"Of course, sir!"

Upon hearing Gavin's words, Father Hogan immediately nodded emphatically.

He suddenly pulled out his revolver, checked the bullets with great skill, and then sneered.

“No priest would want to refuse a righteous holy war, so when shall we set off?”

"We'll meet in the hall in twenty minutes, Father!"

Gavin patted the priest on the shoulder, and the priest immediately left the hall to prepare.

Watching the priest's retreating figure, Nikita scratched Gavin's palm and asked softly.

"Gavin, we're working together, aren't we? You didn't mean to ditch me, did you?"

"Don't try to be ambiguous, young lady, are you alright?"

Gavin put his arm around Nikita's shoulder and asked.

Upon hearing this, Nikita curled up her legs and then shook her head shyly.

"No problem, I'm very healthy, and my shoulder is much better. Although there are still some bruises, it doesn't hurt much anymore."

"That's good. We'll move out together in twenty minutes. Besides Father Hogan, let's also bring Barn along."

Gavin pondered and made his decision.

“Although Barn has injuries on his face, those injuries were inflicted on him by the Holy Fire Church. If he hadn’t been included in the raid on the Holy Fire Church, he might have harbored resentment.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin raised his hand and waved to Madison, who was on guard duty on the second floor.

"Old Mike!"

"I'm here, boss, what's going on?"

Madison, supporting himself with his injured leg, shouted to Gavin.

Upon hearing this, Gavin pointed towards the armory.

“Old Mike, you take Abraham with you on guard duty in a bit, and explain the operational plan before the field mission to him, so he can understand our operational style.”

"Also, if new people arrive at the camp, or if there are any special situations that need to be handled or decided, then go find Thomas and William, and the three of you can discuss and decide together. You can be bolder in your decisions!"

"No problem~"

Madison immediately waved to Gavin.

About half an hour later.

Barn, who had already tested his marksmanship at the shooting range, finally sat down in Knight XV.

The group heading to the headquarters of the Holy Fire Church of God consisted of the four people Gavin had just chosen.

Gavin himself, Nikita in the passenger seat, Father Hogan and Scarface Barn in the back seat.

Just before Gavin left, right after he got into the car.

Flight instructor Sean suddenly showed up.

Just before Gavin was about to leave, Sean pressed his face against the car window and casually said to Gavin.

"Wait, boss, I think you guys are planning something, right?"

"That's right, so what's up, buddy? Want to join in too?"

Gavin took out a cigarette, lit it, and asked Sean.

Upon hearing this, Sean grinned, grabbed a cigarette from Gavin's pack, and said.

"Boss, if you guys are going to take action, do you need some air support? After all, I'm going to take my students for a test flight soon."

"For the initial test flights, flying directly to Livingston Lake isn't really a good idea. I haven't flown civilian aircraft in a long time. Although it's simpler, if something goes wrong and we crash, we can rely on your parachutes to save our lives, right?"

"Besides, helicopters always make your operations easier, don't they?"

"No problem, this is good news, buddy."

Upon hearing Sean's statement, Gavin immediately laughed.

Sean is right. Since they're going to test fly wherever they want, they might as well just follow the vehicles on the ground.

In this way, Sean can not only provide Gavin's group with long-range reconnaissance and fire support, but also receive rescue from Gavin's group if they encounter any problems.

Why not do something that benefits both parties?

Gavin and Sean finalized the details of the support, and then Sean took off in the farm's helicopter.

Looking at the helicopter thousands of meters above, Gavin threw away his cigarette butt and spoke to the men in the car.

"Damn it, it feels pretty good to have a helicopter bobbing around overhead. I bet the Holy Fire Cult of God never imagined we'd find such a powerful force!"

"Of course, damn it, how could they possibly have imagined we had helicopters and RPGs, those bastards!"

Scarface Barn immediately picked up where Gavin left off, and yelled a curse in the car.

As he cursed, the muscles in his face contracted, making the pain even worse.

But the more pain he felt, the stronger his hatred for the Holy Fire Church became!
As Barn cursed, Gavin started the car and had the helicopter follow him slowly.

He glanced at Barn, whose eyes were starting to turn red.

Logically, Gavin should have reminded Barn to calm down, but after a brief silence, Gavin still didn't speak, letting Barn's hatred continue to fester.

After all, Barn's experience in the Holy Fire Cult was just too... worthy of his hatred!
If Gavin, with such hatred, demands that Barnes suppress it...

That's putting Barn in a really tough spot!
At this point, Knight XV, along with the helicopter in the sky, gradually moved away from the manor, and their figures finally disappeared from the astronomical telescopes of the manor's sentry post.

Seeing that the group had completely disappeared, Abraham Old Deng put down his binoculars, glanced at Madison expressionlessly, and then said in a cold voice.

"So all we have to do is sit here and keep looking around?"

"Damn it, I thought my job would let me go out for a walk. I've been cooped up for a week, I'm going crazy!"

At this point, Abraham couldn't help but reveal a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

He glanced disapprovingly at Old Man Mack's skin color, then looked warily at Old Man Mack's height, before picking up his binoculars and continuing to observe.

Listening to Abraham Old Deng's tone, Madison gently shook his head.

He knew that look all too well; it was a racist look. Rednecks like Abraham Old Deng were indeed among the Texas locals who disliked Black people the most.

But so what?

No matter how much Abraham disliked him, it couldn't change the fact that he was the leader's confidant.

Thinking of this, Madison couldn't help but grin, and then deliberately patted Abraham on the shoulder.

Abraham was jolted awake by Madison's tap.

He quickly dodged Madison's hand, keeping a distance of several meters, and frowned as he asked Madison.

"Hey, you little black devil, what the hell are you doing taking pictures of me!"

"I just wanted to remind you not to question the boss's decisions, old man!"

Madison scoffed at Abraham.

“Since you’ve chosen fieldwork, you’ll always have opportunities to go out and explore. Look at the manor now, besides me, the wounded, who else is staying at home as a field worker?” “The camp has really gotten bigger now. Damn, we can actually put together three field teams of more than three people each. This is unbelievable!”

"You know what, old man? On the first night of the apocalypse, when Gavin and I, just the two of us, rushed out of a manor with over three hundred zombies, we never imagined we'd be able to organize three different field teams to explore!"

At this point, Madison proudly picked up his binoculars and looked around with a smug expression.

She was standing nearby, having overheard his words.

Abraham remained silent for a long time, then couldn't help but ask Madison in a low voice.

"Uh, little black devil, you were with Gavin on the very first day of the apocalypse?"

"You should call Gavin Boss, old buddy. Don't think you can act like an old man just because you're older!"

Madison emphasized this point to Abraham.

Upon hearing this, Abraham pondered for a moment, then nodded and said...

"Okay, you're right, Gavin. So, answer my question: you guys were together on the first day of the apocalypse?"

"Of course! Don't you fucking watch football? I'm Gavin's teammate. When the apocalypse broke out, we were having a party together!"

At this point, Madison tentatively shook his right hand.

"Cough cough, old man, I'm a little thirsty. Would you like some drinks?"

"Alright, black man, I'll go look for it."

Seeing this, Abraham Old Deng licked his lips, then left the sentry post to get a drink.

After each of them had a drink, Madison took a satisfying swig of his beverage and then told Abraham the story of how they escaped Ennis.

Although Gavin wrote these stories in the zombie survival manual, I must say, some people just don't like reading, so Abraham didn't read any of them.

Hearing Madison's story, Abraham felt as if he were listening to a stand-up comedy show, and his gaze towards Madison became slightly more enthusiastic.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of Gavin, that kid is a legend in our Richards region."

"Although I only watch hockey, I know that kid is incredibly talented. Every farmer in our neighborhood is proud to know Gavin. Of course, there are also some people who hate him because he forcibly bought a lot of people's land."

"Old Abraham said to Madison."

Listening to what Abraham Old Deng had to say, Madison became a little interested and immediately tried to get closer to Old Deng to tell him about Gavin's past.

But just then, two dark figures suddenly appeared in the distant forest, making Madison tense.

"and many more!"

He suddenly let out a low growl, then looked at the two dark figures through his binoculars.

In the telescope's view, six coyotes, their fur still stained with blood, were rushing out of the forest and charging toward the manor!
After confirming the situation, Madison quickly spoke into the intercom.

"Guys, this is Madison. Everyone still outside the manor, get back inside. All field and office personnel still inside, get your guns on and head to the second-floor terrace. There's a pack of coyotes charging towards us from the forest in the direction of the old manor. They're probably fucking zombie coyotes!"

"William received it!"

"Li Qing received this!"

"Thomas received!"

"Hella received!"

"Abraham received it!"

"Manus received!"

"Adele received!"

As soon as Madison finished speaking, the entire camp tensed up instantly.

Those who had just replied to the message gathered on the terrace.

Meanwhile, outside the manor.

Upon hearing Madison's reminder, Sariel quickly put down the milk bucket, turned on the walkie-talkie, and asked Madison.

“I…huff…I am Sariel. I feel it is my duty to protect our cattle. If the number of coyotes is not too large, should we meet them in front of the cattle pasture and stables?”

At this point, Sariel pulled out the shotgun from his back and slowly retreated towards the manor, glancing up at the coyotes' location.

In his eyes, a small black dot formed by a pack of coyotes was rapidly approaching, and it would probably reach the front of the manor in less than a minute and a half.

Upon hearing Sariel's words, the second-floor guard post...

Madison, clutching his gun, staggered toward the terrace while picking up the walkie-talkie to respond.

"The cattle aren't important, the people are. Get back to the manor right now, I don't want the boss to come back and find that no one is missing!"

"Whoever is closest to Sariel, go and bring him back immediately! Don't give him a chance to do something foolish!"

"I go!"

In the hall, Li Qing was the first to respond to Madison, then grabbed the shotgun and rushed out of the manor, heading straight for Sariel.

Behind Li Qing, the blacksmith Manus, who had just arrived in the hall, was still cursing and swearing, and he was cursing Gavin.

But he still rushed out right after Li Qing.

They dragged Sariel all the way back, and by the time they finally reached the manor gate, they were on the second-floor terrace.

William, leaning on his rifle, looked at the coyotes that appeared about 600 meters away and said.

"You can start playing now."

"That's right, the distance is perfect. Now it's time to witness the marksmanship!"

Abrahamden responded to William's words with a loud laugh, and then decisively fired the first shot.

boom!
After the first shot, the coyote charging at the front collapsed to the ground.

But after rolling around a few times, the wolf immediately stood up and continued running towards the manor, trailing behind the coyotes.

Upon seeing this, Abraham spat and cursed.

"Damn it, it really is a zombie coyote! I fucking hate the word 'zombie'!"

"It's normal that they don't like us, because zombies don't like us either!"

Madison responded and then, somewhat awkwardly, fired his rifle.

Gunshots rang out from the second-floor terrace, and the mere six coyotes were all shot down before they even reached the herd of cows.

When the last wolf lay motionless on the ground, the gunfire ceased.

Madison rubbed his ears and said softly.

"All done, guys. Now you all go and check around the manor twice to make sure the gunshots haven't attracted any more zombies!"

"If everything is alright, then you can all go about your business. I'll be on duty at the post, so you can rest assured."

"No problem, Madison, thank you for your hard work!"

Thomas nodded to Madison, and then, together with everyone else, they each walked around the manor in different directions, looking around two or three times with their binoculars.

Meanwhile, in the botanical garden, as they were assessing the situation...

Susan, the homebody, and the Baron, among others, curiously peered through the botanical garden at the people constantly moving about on the second floor.

Looking at the guns on their bodies, Susan swallowed hard and couldn't help but say something.

"No... I hope nothing bad will happen."

"Don't talk nonsense, kid. They're just a few coyotes. We can easily take them out even without guns!"

The Baron interrupted Susan while looking at the two plants in front of him with great affection.

As he looked at her, he couldn't help but speak to the white-haired old lady beside him.

“Look, Daniel, Gavin’s house has so many flowers and plants, more complete and more beautiful than mine. Especially when you stand next to these flowers, my goodness, you and the flowers and plants look so perfect together, absolutely beautiful…”

"Get out of my way, Baron! Don't fucking bother my Daniel! I'm Daniel's man, I am!"

Before the Baron could finish speaking, he was interrupted harshly by another old man. Not satisfied with interrupting the Baron, the old man simply stood in front of the white-haired old woman Daniel and blew on his beard at the Baron.

Seeing that the old man was blocking his view, the baron pursed his lips awkwardly, then turned away regretfully, looking sadly at the other flowers and plants.

Watching the Baron's retreating figure, the white-haired old lady Danielle couldn't help but gasp, then grabbed her husband's sleeve and muttered a curse under her breath.

“Pearson, don’t be so harsh on the Baron. He’s just sharing the beauty of nature with me. Don’t be so wary for no reason. It makes us look stupid and the children will laugh at us!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the white-haired old lady Danielle pulled her husband Pearson aside and went to the Baron's side to talk about flowers and plants.

As the old lady approached, the Baron pursed his lips with delight, and then, like a child, began to introduce the flowers and plants he knew to her.

Watching the Baron constantly showing off his knowledge of plants, the homebody Susan curled her lip in disdain, then whispered to the Baron.

"Ahem, Uncle Baron, I...I need to go to the restroom..."

"Oh, child, you didn't need to ask me for leave, did you? As long as Mr. Thomas knows you won't get lost, that's enough."

The Baron beckoned to Susan, who immediately turned and left, disappearing into the manor.

It wasn't until more than twenty minutes later, after confirming that no more zombies were coming to attack from around the manor, that the attack was completed.

Thomas then returned to the botanical garden with his gun on his back, intending to lead everyone in continuing to tidy up the garden.

They wanted to move most of the meaningless, ornamental plants from the botanical garden to the old estate and let them grow wild.

This way, a large enough area can be cleared for hydroponics.

But after Thomas returned...

Looking at the people in front of him, he couldn't help but feel that something was missing.

He pondered for a moment, then asked the baron and the others in a low voice.

"Gentlemen, have you seen Susan? Is Susan missing?"

"This……"

In response to Thomas's question, the Baron smiled and nodded, saying...

“Mr. Butler, while you were away, Susan had a sudden urge to use the restroom, and she was probably in the bathroom.”

"Ok."

Thomas didn't take it seriously; after all, everyone needs to pee sometimes.

But it wasn't until everyone worked for another twenty minutes and brought out a total of more than sixty pots of flowers and plants that they finally got to work.

Susan still hasn't come back!

After delivering the flowers and plants to the old manor once again, Thomas returned to the botanical garden but still couldn't find Susan. Finally, he couldn't help but frown.

"Sir Baron, why hasn't Susan returned yet? Are you sure she just went to the restroom?!"

Thomas couldn't help but press the Baron for more information.

Faced with Thomas's questioning, the Baron awkwardly scratched his bald head and nodded helplessly to Thomas.

"Mr. Butler, Susan... she might have a sensitive stomach, or maybe she's been a bit..."

"Alright, Baron, stop covering for that brat. This isn't your farm. Now that we're at Gavin's farm, it's none of your business to take care of that kid!"

Before the Baron could finish his awkward conversation, the white-haired old lady Danielle approached Thomas and said to him with disdain.

"Butler, let me tell you, Susan is incredibly lazy. Damn it, before we even got to our camp, she was already too lazy to even put her underwear in the washing machine!"

"And her room, God, if only you could see our old room, I guarantee you'd be absolutely amazed!"

"That child is like a pretty little wild boar, even if he is pretty, he is still a pig at heart!"

"As for now, I bet that kid just randomly picked a room, lay down in some corner, and started snoring away!"

"That's what she always does, but our Baron doesn't like bullying little girls. You'd better keep an eye on that child, or she'll cause you a lot of trouble!"

At this point, the white-haired old lady Danielle couldn't help but grab Thomas's hand and say to him earnestly.

Thomas paused for a moment upon hearing the white-haired old lady's words, then frowned and pondered for a brief moment.

A moment later, Thomas smiled and continued to respond to the white-haired old woman.

“Grandma Danielle, how can I be qualified to discipline her? That should at least be the master’s job.”

“Our master is a kind man, and he would never blame a child just because the child wants to rest.”

“We all have the right to rest, that’s perfectly reasonable, isn’t it? Since Susan doesn’t want to work, let her rest well on her own.”

"Of course, our cook, Doris, should also get some rest. As long as Doris takes a short break at noon and in the evening and doesn't cook for Miss Susan, that's fine."

At this point, Thomas grinned, as if nothing had happened, and continued to elegantly lead everyone in moving the excess flowers and plants in the botanical garden.

As an agronomist, Thomas was not a professional botanist, but he recognized most plants, and he would preserve even those with medicinal properties.

The things he took away were truly useless except for being displayed.

As for Susan...

Thomas had no time to waste on Susan.

In Thomas's eyes, if Susan only knew how to be lazy, then Susan was nothing more than a flower that had no meaning to her.

Susan can just disappear if she wants to. Why should he waste time and effort looking for her? That would be the most irrational thing to do!

Whether he goes to find it himself or arranges for someone else to do it, it will take up other people's time.

If you don't want to work, then don't work. Just skip a few meals. Isn't it reasonable to not eat if you don't work?

Thinking of this, Thomas chuckled and continued to explain his arrangements and plans for the hydroponic room to everyone who was working with him.

Where to place the cultivation box, where to install the lights, what kind of lights to use, where to put the thermometer, how to keep it warm, how to ventilate, and so on.

He has too many things to think about, so a lazy woman like her isn't even qualified to waste his time and energy!

Meanwhile, Thomas continued to busy himself at home.

On the third-floor rooftop, Wells and Manus, who were welding searchlights to the roof, were suddenly surprised to see a figure walking towards them from a distance.

"Huh? Who's that? Do we have other work to do?"

Seeing the figure approaching him, Wells asked Manus in confusion.

Upon hearing Wells's words, Manus turned off the welding machine and looked at the figure, examining him closely as he spoke to the mechanic Wells.

"No way, if we had other work, Madison would have told us when I went downstairs to help kill the wolves."

"Madison is someone who went through the apocalypse with Gavin... Boss, okay, I'm not used to calling him that, but he's someone who went through the apocalypse with Gavin, and the two of them are very close."

"Wait, that person looks familiar. Holy crap, it really is that bitch. She's a big problem. We'd better ignore her!"

At this point, Manus had already recognized who it was.

Even from over 300 meters away, he could clearly see Susan's walking posture; after all, this woman had left a deep impression on him!

Seeing how wary Manus was of the figure, Wells held the searchlight steady as he asked.

"Ha, you know her, buddy? She wouldn't happen to be that chubby little girl in your group, would she? Why do you seem a bit afraid of her?"

"Afraid of her? What a joke!"

Manus immediately pursed his lips and stubbornly spoke to the mechanic Wells.

"I'm not afraid of her at all, damn it! I just don't want to see her. She actually said I was going to rape her!"

"Damn it, I almost got killed by Gavin because of this!"

"Gavin would definitely do it. God, I still get chills thinking about it. The way Gavin looked at me when he first saw me was like he wanted to kill me!"

"And I only found out later that Gavin had already killed several cult members before he met me yesterday, and I was almost killed by him because he mistook me for a kidnapper of a little girl!"

At this point, the young blacksmith Manus pursed his lips, still feeling a lingering fear.

He admitted that he did act impulsively yesterday, but he really didn't deserve to die!
As Manus continued to explain, in the distance, the plump, homebody Susan crossed two helicopters and arrived beside Manus and Susan.

Watching Manus continue welding, Susan pursed her lips and whispered to Manus.

“Brother Manus, it’s me, Susan. Why don’t you even look at me? I thought we were still friends.”

"Friends? What the hell! I'm about to assault you, and you still consider me a friend? I don't deserve to be your friend!"

Manus hadn't intended to pay any attention to Susan, but after she spoke, he couldn't help but lose his temper and angrily responded to her.

Hearing Manus's curses, Susan pursed her lips sadly, then took small steps to move closer to Manus.

Ignoring Manus's sweaty and smelly appearance, Susan carefully grabbed Manus's hand, stopped his welding work, and said to Manus with an apologetic expression.

“I’m sorry, Brother Manus, I was just terrified by you yesterday. It was the first time I’d ever been tied up by you, and I was really scared.”

"And I'm here to apologize to you now. I know I was wrong, I'm really sorry, brother. Besides, I really didn't expect Gavin to be so violent. He not only knocked you out, but he also broke Diana's arm. It's all my fault!"

As she spoke, Susan took Manus's hand in her arms, held it to her chest, and whispered an apology to him.

Upon hearing this, Manus couldn't help but swallow hard.

Although he said Susan was fair-skinned and chubby, in reality, Susan was only slightly chubby, with an exceptionally full figure and shockingly fair skin.

It's no surprise that a voluptuous white woman like her would be exceptionally attractive, especially with her particularly sweet voice.
And just like that, two minutes later...

Looking at Manus and Susan, who were already sitting together and whispering about something, the mechanic Wells rolled his eyes helplessly.

Bro, didn't you say yourself that you wouldn't pay any attention to that woman?
But you simply can't do it!

(End of this chapter)