Doomsday America.

Meanwhile, within the Alliance, at the manor.

Gavin sat at the table, picked up a freshly grilled beef rib, and stuffed the boneless beef into his mouth in one bite.

Having been in America for so long, Gavin has to admit that white food is generally hard to eat.

But there's one thing he has to admit is that when it comes to barbecue, especially Texas barbecue.

Texans are truly authoritative!

For example, the piece of beef in my hand was cooked to be tender and flavorful by the chefs. The meat wasn't seasoned much, but the perfect roasting brought out its natural aroma. Perhaps this was because they knew Gavin didn't like most desserts, only beef.

Doris's beef stew is getting better and better!

Of course, it's also possible that because there were more cooks in the camp, Doris learned a few tricks from the other chefs.

In short, Gavin enjoyed the meal as much as ever.

Just as he was finishing the last few pieces of meat, a figure approached him from behind, making him suddenly lose his appetite. That figure was Leanna, the woman who had been anxiously waiting for news of her husband since yesterday. These past two days, after each meal, she couldn't help but come to him to ask about the radio transmission. If only Gavin knew nothing, he wouldn't have to worry about anything and could continue to deceive Leanna without feeling guilty. But now…

Gavin did indeed have some information related to Johnny and Anglu, but he still couldn't tell Leona.

Gavin was in a bad mood after that.

Gavin hastily finished the last few pieces of meat, then stood up, rubbed Nikita's shoulder in comfort, and turned to wave at Leona. "Leona, here to ask about Johnny and Angle again?"

"Come with me. Although I don't really have any good news to tell you, I think you need a dessert to cheer you up." "I'll let you in on a little secret: I asked the guys in the kitchen to prepare some milk tea for me. Others might not like the taste, but I think you'll need it." With that, Gavin led Leanna straight into the kitchen.

As he was greeted by many chefs, Gavin walked over to Doris and gave her a warm hug, pressing his cheek against hers. After exchanging greetings, Doris took Gavin's arm and smiled gently.

"Boss, are you here to pick up the braised dishes you left in the kitchen? Old Feng prepared a lot for you last night."

"No, no, cough cough, I came to pick up milk tea this time~"

Gavin interrupted Doris, then mysteriously leaned close to her and whispered something.

"Don't let the guys know I've been keeping some good stuff for myself, Doris."

Haha~

Gavin's mysterious demeanor amused Doris, who then gently punched Gavin's chest and laughed.

"It's alright, boss. Actually, everyone knows you left a lot of snacks, especially animal offal, which everyone dislikes." "But don't worry, no one will laugh at you. After all, liking offal isn't some unacceptable quirk, is it?" "Besides, you're our boss, the Emperor of the Alliance, or perhaps the President, or even the Speaker, which would be more accurate." "Anyway, boss, having a little bit of special privilege will actually make everyone feel more natural and friendly."

"After all, not everyone likes pure fairness. Even when people enjoy the fairest treatment, they still secretly hope to have a little bit of privilege. You have to set an example for everyone so that they can see something to look forward to."

At this point, Doris pursed her lips and gave Gavin another warm hug.

The way she's holding Gavin now looks just like a mother holding her own child.

Doris then let go of Gavin and went to make him a few cups of milk tea.

After taking the milk tea from Doris, Gavin led Leona back to the hall.

He watched as Leona cautiously took a sip of her milk tea.

Gavin asked Leona with a smile.

"How is it? Is the taste of the milk tea to your liking?"

"It tastes pretty good, but I think it's a little not sweet enough. Is this your usual level of sweetness? Your palate is really quite discerning." Leanna tasted it and thought she quite liked the flavor.

It's not sweet enough!

But that's alright, Leona didn't come to Gavin just to ask for a drink.

Seeing Leona sitting upright with the milk tea in her arms, Gavin nodded knowingly, then continued to ask Leona.

"So, Leona, let's get back to the point. Do you still want to ask about Johnny and the other guy, or are you planning to leave the Alliance again?" Faced with Gavin's question, Leona simply denied it and then quickly replied.

"No, sir, I'm not an unreasonable child. I don't like asking the same question repeatedly." "I know that even with your generous help and the bounty placed on the families of everyone in our search team, including mine, we still can't get enough information quickly." "The reason I've come to you again is... I feel that our search team's stay in the Alliance these past few days... has been far too long!" "You haven't even assigned us any work, and I don't think the meager supplies we offered you when we joined the Alliance have allowed us to leisurely pass the time for so long." "Therefore, I hope I can lead the search team to participate in various tasks, contributing to you and the Alliance, and ensuring our people aren't idle." "I wonder if you would agree to our request?"

"I guarantee that none of us will ever intentionally damage any of your property like that arsonist did. I swear on my honor and my life to my men!" As she finished speaking, Leanna looked nervously at Gavin.

These past few days, Leona has been feeling a little embarrassed.

After all, the league's food and living standards far exceeded her imagination!

In her memory, even though the current era wasn't quite at the point of scarcity, and canned goods were still plentiful everywhere, with countless snacks and drinks still available, the apocalypse in her mind was still about hiding in makeshift camps, eating makeshift meals, and comforting herself with leftover potato chips. It wasn't like now, sitting in a spacious, bright, warm, and lively manor, eating party food that needed to be prepared for her before the apocalypse… This situation made Leanna instinctively feel indebted to the Alliance, a feeling she didn't like, and neither did her suffering companions. Therefore, after discussing it with her companions, Leanna decided to temporarily join the Alliance's various tasks, contributing to the Alliance to comfort themselves. Moreover, having witnessed the Alliance's ever-expanding land, which had just finished harvesting and was now being planted with new crops, she…

Leona really wants to grow some crops herself.

Although she had a large yard at her home in Cape Cod, she preferred mowing the lawn and planting flowers back then. She had never actually grown any food in her own garden. Gavin was taken aback by what Leanna said.

Alright, Liana and the family-finding team have reached a high level of friendship, so they're starting to give out rewards and get everyone involved in the work!

He had completely underestimated Leona, thinking she was there to continue asking about Johnny.

"Boss! Boss! This is the broadcast room! We just received an urgent message from New York. The contact seems to be Johnny and Anglu, whom you've been looking for!" "Boss, did you hear that? If you received it, please come to the broadcast room immediately!"

"As soon as possible!"

Just as Gavin was thinking this, he suddenly heard the sound of a radio coming from his waistband.

The content of the voice startled Gavin and Leona!

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the two of them suddenly sat up from the sofa.

"Walk!"

Gavin waved to Leona, then they rushed up the stairs together and headed straight for the broadcasting room.

A moment later.

thump!

Gavin pushed open the door to the broadcasting room, rushed to ZT, and frowned, asking with his eyes what had happened.

Seeing Gavin's questioning expression, zt pointed sharply at the radio and said softly.

"Boss, wait a minute, Leona's here too?! What?!"

"What happened? Why did you say I came too?!"

Leona was furious; she had been waiting for this news for far too long.

But zt's expression at that moment was hardly pleasant.

This inevitably led her to think the worst.

Seeing that Leona was emotional, ZT quickly gave up his seat and whispered to Gavin and Leona.

"Don't get excited, the radio message is from New York, it's a long distance away, it's standard shortwave communication, the signal is a little distorted." "The person we're talking to is Johnny, you guys should talk to him for a bit, it seems like someone on their team is injured, Johnny seems very anxious, and it looks like he needs your help, boss!" With that, ZT handed the radio to Gavin.

Gavin quickly pressed the intercom button and spoke.

"Johnny, this is Gavin. Your lover, Leona, is also here. Please respond."

"Buzz... This is Johnny, God, I finally got in touch with you!"

The moment Gavin finished speaking, a response came from the other end of the radio, with Johnny's hoarse voice growling.

"I need help, Gavin! I need help! My friend is injured, she needs medicine, she needs it right now, but we don't have enough supplies to exchange for the New York City Council's special medication!" "She can't wait for us to go out and scavenge for supplies to exchange for medicine, she can't wait any longer!"

"Gavin, my friend, I'm sorry to make this request so soon after I contacted you, but I really hope you can speak to the head of the New York City Council on my behalf. I need your help to convince him that once we obtain the drugs, we can find enough supplies to repay them!"

"I promise that after rescuing my friends, I will find enough supplies to return to them!"

"I need you to use your influence to help me get them to make an exception for us!"

"Please, God, please!"

As Johnny said this, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

While Johnny and Gavin were trying to make the call, in the small town of Norfolk, about forty kilometers from New York City...

Anglu and Abel stared in anguish at Liu Yu, who lay on a hospital bed in the town's hospital, and at Wang Qian, who was silently gritting his teeth while holding Liu Yu. They noticed Wang Qian's increasingly somber expression.

Abel swallowed hard, feeling sad, and whispered to Wang Qian.

"No, I can't stand it anymore. We can't just sit here waiting for verbal help that might come from thousands of kilometers away. I have to get out!" With that, Abel turned around and tried to leave the ward.

But as soon as he stepped out of the room, he was surrounded by four burly men who were blocking the entrance to the ward!

The leader of the four men, casually carrying a pistol, looked at Abel with disdain and muttered a curse under his breath.

"Get back inside, kid! The Speaker didn't give you permission to leave the ward!"

"You're talking complete bullshit, you son of a bitch! Didn't your chairman say that we need enough supplies to exchange for anesthetics and surgical qualifications? But how am I supposed to find enough supplies if I don't go out and explore?!"

Abel cursed as he tried to snatch the gun from the leader's hand.

But before he could even reach out, he was slammed against the wall by the remaining three burly men!

Boom!

Accompanied by a heavy thud and Abel's painful gasp.

The burly man with the mohawk, his face radiating sullen tension, approached Abel directly, pressing his face close to Abel's and whispering insults, "Take your swear words back, kid. You're the damn sons of bitches!"

"You killed eight of my men, eight! Eight of my good buddies! Eight!"

"If the Speaker hadn't stopped me, if you hadn't happened to be the people the Speaker and the coalition in Texas needed, you wouldn't have had a chance to get the surgery!" "If there weren't so many 'ifs,' believe me, I would have smashed your skull in front of your friends, and then, on your deathbed, let you watch as I skinned all your friends alive, Mazefak!"

At this point, the burly Mohican man raised his right hand, grabbed Abel by the collar, and lifted him up.

Then, the burly man suddenly exerted force with one hand and threw Abel back into the ward.

After doing all this, the burly man clapped his hands in annoyance.

Beside him, a henchman with a gun couldn't help but lean close to his ear and whisper something.

"Boss, should I go...?"

After a brief silence, he made a shooting motion at his temple before continuing.

"Anyway, the Speaker's at the broadcasting station, waiting to lick the league and that football star's hemorrhoids. He'll never know what's going on here!" "Those bastards killed Panu. Damn it, Panu survived so many crises, and then he died at the hands of a bunch of bastards!" "Let me just kill them. Let us avenge Panu, and then we'll just say they attacked us by breaching the gate."

"The Speaker is a reasonable person; he will understand and forgive us!"

"Besides, if the Speaker really wanted to save these damn bastards, he wouldn't have left that woman in our ward lying there waiting to die, would he?" With that, the henchman coldly licked his lips, then grabbed the ward door with one hand, held his gun in his right, and turned to look at the mohawk-haired captain. And that captain with the mohawk...

He seemed to have been persuaded by his underlings...