Doomsday America

Chapter 69 The brat is worrying about big things again.
Until this moment, until everyone was standing in their own houses.

Gavin finally experienced a long-lost sense of security.

He gently clapped his hands.

"guys!"

He addressed the crowd with great enthusiasm.

"This is my home. It's a house I built over four years, but I haven't lived in it for even thirty days."

"Its area is not very large, covering only about 26,000 square meters, and includes an indoor basketball court, an indoor swimming pool, an indoor aquarium and an indoor shooting range."

"Of course, you can also swim in the aquarium. There are even baby sharks there. Winnie can go and have some fun when she has time."

At this point, Gavin smiled and rubbed Winnie's head.

Winnie grabbed Gavin's wrist, looked up at him, made a face, and laughed.

"I'm not going to feed your sharks my ass, boss!"

"Haha~"

Gavin chuckled and patted Winnie's head before continuing to address the beaming crowd.

"Aside from the large rooms such as the garage, armory, entertainment room, and gymnasium, my manor has nearly eighty bedrooms and can accommodate hundreds of guests when necessary."

"Of course, we don't have any guests right now, only ourselves, only our group of... team members who depend on each other for survival!"

Gavin broadly included everyone in the current team.

No one present would have any objection to this.

Seeing that everyone was listening attentively, Gavin clapped his hands again and continued speaking with a smile.

"If it were any other time, I would definitely share my plans with you and hear your opinions."

"But tonight, guys, at least tonight, I don't want to talk about anything that might make us feel heavy!"

“We’ve come all the way from Dallas, through Ennis, across Koscana, and past resorts. You all know how tough this journey has been, and you know how long it is!”

"So at least tonight, I hope you all don't have to think about anything, including myself. We need a... relaxing night!"

"Aside from asking Doris to cook a big dinner, we don't need to do any work tonight!"

"There's no need to be nervous or anxious. I just hope that each of you can relax and have a good night."

"To prevent you from not getting a good night's sleep—of course, I'm afraid no one will get a good night's sleep tonight—we will skip breakfast tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, as long as Doris can make lunch in time, that's fine. We can talk about our future after lunch tomorrow, and also about that ridiculous world outside!"

"In a moment, I will shut down the manor's smart system and completely restore the manor to manual mode. You are welcome to visit and explore every room in the manor!"

"Believe me, even though I rarely go home, I know how to find bars and wine cellars."

"Eugene, come with me to the wine cellar later to pick out a few bottles of suitable red wine. Tonight, no one is allowed to drink too much, but no one is allowed to not drink either. I even hope Winnie can have a small glass!"

"After dinner, everyone should take a good shower, and maybe we can get together and play some ball, basketball or table tennis."

"No matter what we face in the future, let's at least let go of everything that's affecting our mood tonight."

"What are you waiting for? Let me take you to find firing ports in the manor and tell you how to defend yourselves."

"Stop standing there like an idiot, we're home!"

At this point, Gavin put his arms around Madison and Eugene, and then...

Then, with one shoulder higher than the other, he ended up in a somewhat tilted position.

"Hey, you two tall devils, stop fucking hugging me like that!"

Eugene felt increasingly smaller in comparison to Gavin and the other man, so he quickly escaped from Gavin's arms and asked Gavin in a nonchalant manner.

"I'm not in a hurry for the wine cellar; that stuff will be gone sooner or later. What I want to see now is your armory!"

At this point, Eugene raised his hand and patted Gavin's arm.

Upon hearing this, Gavin nodded and gave instructions to the people still surrounding old Bert and the sofa.

"Guys, ask me anything on the walkie-talkie. I took Eugene and Madison to look at guns. William, are you coming?" "Me?"

When Gavin asked him about it, William tentatively jumped up and down a couple of times.

For some reason, before entering this room, he felt that the pain in his ankle was still bearable.

But once he stepped into the house and saw the glass that was several tens of centimeters thick, William suddenly felt pain in his ankle!
It was simply that a sense of security overcame adrenaline; he had instinctively relaxed.

"Given my condition... I won't go and cause any trouble. If possible, just bring me a rifle; I'll do what I'm supposed to do!"

William pointed to his ankle, which was swollen to the size of a steamed bun, and sat down next to old Bert, enduring the pain, and put the USP back into its holster.

When William refused, Gavin left with Eugene and Madison.

Watching Gavin and the others walk away, Bella pursed her lips in confusion, tilted her head, and muttered to herself.

"They just left us here like that?"

"Otherwise, would they lift you up high and let you sit on their shoulders like a princess to tour the grand castle, little girl?"

Old Bert chuckled and waved to Bella, then turned to Doris and said gently.

"As for you, Doris, take little Winnie to take a bath."

"Gavin has always been a spendthrift. Even the maids' rooms in his house have their own bathrooms."

"While the water and electricity are still running, enjoy yourself while you can. Even if it's not for yourself, you have to think about the kid's mental health."

"Having William with this old man is enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, old Bert patted William on the shoulder, then shifted into a more comfortable position and leaned back on the sofa.

After being reminded by old Bert, Doris suddenly realized that she should take care of her daughter.

But before she could even grab Winnie's hand, Winnie shook her head impatiently and loudly refuted old Bert's words.

"Now is not the time to take a bath, Mom, don't let Grandpa Albert fool you!"

"You should cook dinner, Mom. Everyone's waiting for your meal. Don't get too cocky just because you see Big House!"

"And Bella, are all you college students as naive and foolish as you? Did you really want to change into your swimsuit with that look on your face?"

"Look at the blood in the house, look at the floor, look at how many filthy bastards died here. The boss and the uncles must have risked their lives to kill them!"

"Those who deserve to relax are the ones who have worked hard all day. We've been relaxing all afternoon, and we even had a fight while relaxing. How embarrassing!"

"Anyway, we should at least clean the house first, so there isn't so much blood!"

At this point, Winnie raised her face with unusual seriousness.

Hearing Winnie's words, Bella was slightly taken aback, then quickly slapped her head and scolded her.

"I'm not as stupid as you think, and I have absolutely no interest in playing games!"

"Just today, I watched my lover die right before my eyes, and then I had to choose to forget my parents whose fate is unknown. Do you think I would still be in the mood to change into a swimsuit after all this!"

"I'm just a little confused, God, I really... never mind, you're right."

"We really should find something to do, at least we should clean up the bloodstains!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Bella turned and left without hesitation.

Watching Bella's retreating figure, Winnie scoffed and then chased after her, reminding her.

“Bella, let’s go find the rooms where people have died. Those should be the maids’ rooms, and the cleaning tools are probably there too.”

"Wait for me! I want to help too!"

Looking at her daughter's retreating figure, Doris felt both confused and heartbroken. She couldn't help but shout out and chase after her daughter.

But she had only taken two steps when she saw Winnie turn around in frustration, letting out a low growl at her mother with a look of utter disappointment.

"Mom, how many times do I have to tell you, what you should be doing is cooking, cooking!"

"Don't follow us, hurry up and go make dinner!!!"

(End of this chapter)