Doomsday America.

After loudly agreeing, Nathan, filled with excitement, jumped onto his motorcycle and sped off towards the airport checkpoint.

This isn't the farm's border airport, more than 30 kilometers away, but the farm airport where Gavin's Stream G650 is parked. The reason for setting up a sentry post here, and a large one with four personnel on duty, isn't just to guard that Stream aircraft. Because the entire alliance's fuel depot is located there!

These sentries are also specifically tasked with guarding the fuel depot!

Watching Nathan's retreating figure, Gavin couldn't help but think about the duties and responsibilities of Nathan's post.

Thinking about it this way, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, that damned arsonist didn't target the fuel depot!

Otherwise, if the fuel explodes, even if the power of the huge fuel depot explosion does not reach the manor nearly 3.7 kilometers away, the grassland fire that will inevitably be triggered by the explosion will pose an extremely difficult challenge to the entire alliance!

Thinking of this, Gavin couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his previously calm expression became somber again.

He had a cold face, took a deep breath, and lowered his head to stare intently at Gabriel, who was being pinned to the ground by Eugene.

Eugene had been watching Gavin, and when he noticed Gavin looking at the arsonist, he grinned maliciously and said to Gavin.

"Boss, shouldn't we continue?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene nodded towards Gavin, pointing towards the receding crowd in the distance.

Gavin glanced in the direction Eugene was pointing, and after confirming that Ken had almost finished, he took two steps forward to Gabriel's side. He squatted down in front of Gabriel and waved to Eugene.

Seeing this, Eugene was somewhat puzzled and annoyed, but he still immediately removed his knee from Gabriel's body.

After being freed from Eugene's restraint, Gabriel, whose mouth was full of blood, suddenly struggled and kicked Gavin with a powerful kick! Meeting Gabriel's kick head-on, Gavin reached out with his right hand and easily grabbed Gabriel's ankle!

Lately, under the pressure of the apocalypse, Gavin has been training almost twice as much every day as he used to play football! In the past, Gavin only trained for money, fame, victory, and honor.

But now, Gavin is training for his life!

As a result, Gavin's physical abilities in all aspects have not only not declined compared to before the apocalypse, but have actually increased by about 5% to 8%. The biggest increase is in Gavin's speed, which has improved by nearly 8%. Kobayashi Naoya and others have tested Gavin, and his current 100-meter speed has completely surpassed Bolt's 9.58 seconds! His least improved stat is strength, which has only increased by about 5%, but it still allows him to increase his maximum bench press weight by nearly 24 kilograms, reaching a terrifying 505 kilograms! Gavin is almost unanimously regarded by the astronauts as one of the examples of how the zombie fungus has led humanity to evolve.

Even after searching for a second similar example, Kobayashi Naoya only found data showing that many members, including Edward, experienced a general increase in endurance and lung capacity of three to five percent. This left the astronauts completely baffled as to why the zombie fungus was so pronounced in Gavin, while not showing much effect in others. Gavin was speechless; he simply couldn't explain his unique condition.

Because he was very clear that his unique talent probably had nothing to do with the zombie fungus.

Just like now, he can easily catch the arsonist's kick with his bare hands, which is simply due to his natural talent.

Gavin trusted the astronauts' judgment, and he also believed that the unactivated zombie fungi within humans must have other, relatively positive functions besides waiting to transform humans into zombies. But Gavin didn't think those fungi could turn humans into superhumans!

In short, after catching Gabriel's heavy leg, Gavin casually tossed Gabriel aside.

Before Gabriel could get up, Gavin caught up with him, grabbed him by the neck, pulled him close, and whispered, "Gabriel, I remember you. Before the apocalypse, you were an excellent chef. Your specialty was Wellington." "I admit, I'm not a fan of Wellington. Even if your Wellington was excellent, I never appreciated it." "Don't tell me you set fire to the chicken farm for that reason. I need an answer. Can we talk?" With that, Gavin shoved Gabriel away from his neck.

Gabriel was immediately thrown three to five meters away, rolling on the ground and panting.

The panting lasted for more than ten seconds before Gabriel finally mustered the strength to struggle to sit up, supporting himself on the ground. Watching Gabriel's continued struggle, Eugene stood up beside Gavin, grinning disdainfully.

"Boss, why waste so much time talking to him? To me, he's a madman who wants to take all our homes, a potential cultist always thinking about destroying everything, even himself!" "Or maybe my idiot cousin didn't keep an eye on the drugs in the camp, and this bastard accidentally got a little bit, and then he's completely high!" "Instead of wasting time arguing with him, let me give him the pain he deserves!"

"We shouldn't have kept the guys at Zhuangyanli waiting for us too long, boss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene looked at Gavin's profile, waiting for Gavin's command.

Gavin raised his right hand in a gesture of disapproval and said softly.

"It's just a few words, it won't take long."

"Eugene, I want to know the real reason why an arsonist tried to destroy the Alliance. Only then will we have a chance to prevent more arsonists from appearing." With that, Gavin took a few more steps forward and squatted down in front of Gabriel, who had finally managed to kneel on the ground.

The arsonist was only twenty-eight years old, a handsome man with standard brown hair and blue eyes.

If this face hadn't been so badly beaten by Martin's men, Gavin guaranteed that even if you threw it into a Brad Pitt movie as a supporting character, a considerable number of female fans would fall in love with him. Most importantly, if Gavin remembered correctly, Gabriel was one of only five chefs in the logistics kitchen team, in charge of the Alliance's barbecue and steak projects. With that status, plus his youth and handsome looks, more than one woman in the camp had slept with Gabriel! In other words, Gabriel wasn't on the field and didn't face the pressure of dangerous exploration.

On the one hand, her work is not heavy; she is one of the head chefs in the kitchen and has the right to order others around.

At the same time, he is one of the top 20 most handsome men in the league, and has full right to choose a partner. He is not one of the many sexually repressed people in the league! Compared to the fire caused by Gabriel.

Gavin was even more curious: why would someone who had never been on the Alliance's list of dangerous individuals seemingly set fire to the chicken farm? The Alliance did maintain a list of dangerous individuals, compiled by Gavin and the managers of various units, and ultimately handed over to nearly thirty carefully selected loyal internal staff. These staff never ventured out, remaining permanently stationed in the heart of the estate, silently monitoring the dangerous individuals on the list to prevent them from causing harm! This dangerous list included middle-aged men who hadn't had sex in over three months, excessive marijuana addicts who had smoked more than twice, alcoholics, and naturally shrewish individuals with bad tempers and foul mouths who loved to cause trouble.

There were even elderly people over sixty years old, because in Gavin and his team's eyes, every elderly person had the potential to die naturally and transform into a zombie at any time! In short, Gavin and his management team never managed the Alliance in a laissez-faire manner!

The league and Gavin have long been prepared for those who could potentially harm the league and will never allow them to cause chaos!

But Gabriel...

He is a rising star in the Alliance. He joined the Alliance during the exploration mission when Eugene was injured, and quickly distinguished himself in logistics. He was even regarded by Gavin as one of the key talents to be cultivated as the logistics manager of the Alliance's future new branch base!

But why would he do that?!

No one could describe Gavin's confusion and bewilderment at that moment; he only hoped that Gabriel could give him an answer!

And the arsonist Gabriel...

Looking into Gavin's eyes, he remained silent for a moment, then forced a grotesque smile onto his bruised and swollen face, opening his mouth. "Pah!"

He first spat on the weeds to one side.

Seeing this, Eugene's already barely contained anger flared up immediately!

He lunged at Gabriel, cursing loudly.

"You fucking dare to spit? You really don't know what pain means, do you? I..."

"Heh heh... Hahahaha, that's just how you are, you're always like this, so... bastards!"

Facing Eugene lunging at him, Gabriel shrank back slightly in fear, but still continued to hurl insults at Eugene. Hearing this, Gavin raised his hand to stop Eugene, who was practically ready to beat Gabriel to death, and turned to Gabriel, who had finally spoken, asking, "Is that so? Then who are you referring to as...you guys?"

"It's me! Is it Eugene? Or Thomas? Or Edward? Martin? Steve?"

"Or perhaps your direct supervisor, Jon Fletcher!"

At this point, Gavin's gaze gradually turned serious.

Jon, you're a construction boss left over from the apocalypse, a big shot worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Have you secretly injected some kind of pre-apocalyptic filth into my alliance? Gavin couldn't help but be suspicious. After all, to anyone, why would a promising young man like Gabriel choose to act this way without suffering some kind of blow? And Gabriel…

The moment Gavin mentioned Jon, Jon suddenly grinned maliciously, his swollen, unsightly face contorting into a chilling smile as he sneered at Gavin, "To hell with your direct supervisor!"

"Screw your boss!"

"Before the apocalypse, I was a chef!"

"After the apocalypse, my father paid the ultimate price to help me survive, allowing me to struggle until now, yet I'm still just a chef!" "I lost everything: my former lover, my daughter, my parents, all my family and friends!"

"And I didn't lose all of this to continue being a fucking cook for him, my direct superior, and all of you high and mighty bastards, and a bunch of mindless yes-men who are just echoing you, Gavin!"

"Why has the whole world changed so drastically?!"

"But I must live as if it were before the apocalypse!"

"That is absolutely not the reason God created the end times, absolutely..."

Whoosh!

Boom!

thump!

Gavin suddenly threw a powerful punch, slamming it hard into Gabriel's cheek!

His jawbone shattered instantly, his entire face twisted and contorted, rendering him completely unable to speak. He was also too dizzy to glare at Gavin. Gavin stared at the unconscious Gabriel for a moment, then couldn't help but glance at Eugene.

Meeting Gavin's gaze, Eugene innocently pursed his lips, shrugged, and teased:

"I told you long ago, boss, you don't need to waste your time with him."

"Hmm, maybe..."

Gavin sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly:

"I was just worried about some extra things, but his answer, while annoying, also made me feel relieved."

"At least... there aren't any more pressing issues behind this, at least that's how it seems."

At this point, Gavin let out a listless sigh, then took out a cigarette from his pocket.

After tossing one to Eugene, Gavin lit a cigarette and pointed at the unconscious Gabriel.

"I'm not going to waste my time on this kind of thing; it has let me down."

"Get that damned devil on horseback, we should head back to the manor."

"Don't keep the guys waiting too long!"

"Ah-ha-mong"

Upon hearing this, Eugene shook his head unhappily, a cigarette dangling from his lips!

"Yeah, yeah, you're always like this, always making me do the dirty and tiring work, boss!"

"We've been friends for a long time. Now that there are no outsiders around, you don't need to maintain any kind of idol image, right?"

"So, boss, could you come and help me lift this idiot's legs and ass?"

"That jerk is really heavy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene, with a crooked mouth, hoisted Gabriel onto his shoulder.

He was just joking. After all, how could a tough guy like him not be able to handle a mere person?

And so, Eugene secured Gabriel, and he and Gavin rode their horses slowly toward the manor, one in front of the other.

This time, however, as they followed the lights out of the night and returned to the vast courtyard and manor, which remained beautifully cleaned, the men who had been waiting around the center of the courtyard did not erupt in cheers as they had in the past upon Gavin's arrival.

Gavin rode his horse slowly toward the center of the Union Courtyard, following the path cleared for him by the people.

And it was on his way here.

Just as he saw the fearful eyes of his fellow men on both sides looking at him.

Gavin's heart skipped a beat.

Things are different now...

Some things are really different now.

This change may have already occurred, but it wasn't very obvious in the past alliances.

It wasn't until tonight's arsonist appeared that some of the true circumstances that had been hidden beneath the league's warm atmosphere were exposed.

This change has finally and thoroughly... been reflected in the hearts of every alliance member!

I just don't know... whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.