Doomsday America.

Chapter 157 Susan is truly a talent

Chapter 157 Susan is truly a talent (10k)

On the other hand, there's the Indian reservation, near the oil fields.

Steve and Martin carried the last canister of liquid carbon dioxide into the car, then leaned back and wearily smoked.

Seeing the two men smoking, the fisherman Kelvin walked up to them, glanced at his watch, and said...

"It's almost eleven o'clock, Captain Steve, shouldn't we go home?"

"Today we actually moved nearly seven tons of cargo by hand, and it was a heavy oil tank that's particularly difficult to move."

"Damn it, we're practically Superman!"

At this point, fisherman Kelvin couldn't help but rub his hair.

He was actually just an office staff member, but they were short-staffed today, so they transferred him to the field work.

He also got to experience the work of field staff. Tsk tsk, it was really tiring. He sat in the car for nearly two hours, and then carried goods for more than an hour. This morning was simply too exciting.

Listening to Kelvin's words, Steve exhaled a puff of smoke, then grabbed the walkie-talkie and spoke to the fisherman Kelvin.

"Kelvin, even if we go back now, we won't be able to have lunch anyway."

"So I'm afraid I should contact Eugene to see if they've finished their work."

"If they haven't finished yet, then we have to help them out and clear out the prison as soon as possible. It will definitely help the boss's plan."

Before Kelvin could comment, Steve turned on the walkie-talkie and spoke.

"Hey Eugene, it's Steve. How's the job going?"

After all, the distance between the oil field and the prison is only about ten kilometers, and walkie-talkies can still be used normally within this distance.

Upon hearing Steve's words, Eugene, who was sniping zombies, grinned and picked up the walkie-talkie to reply to Steve.

"We did a fantastic job. The Indian prison has very strong internal security. You know what internal security means, right? It means that when this prison was first built, its defenses were designed to prevent the bastards inside from escaping!"

"So, although there are many zombies here, we only need to set up sniper camps on the perimeter to take them down one by one according to the prison's divisions."

"I admit there were risky moments in the process, but overall, prison is a shooting range."

There are beautiful moving targets everywhere here, haha~

Amidst the laughter, Eugene looked at the two people beside him.

Although Anthony, a member of the National Guard, was not particularly skilled with sniper rifles, he was still a gunner with some experience and his accuracy was decent.

As for Adriana, well, after firing over seventy sniper bullets and killing about twenty zombies, this woman lay down to rest with her arms crossed.

It's clear that although Adriana is fierce and extremely bloodthirsty, her physical abilities aren't much better than Nikita's.

While Eugene was observing the team's situation, Steve raised the walkie-talkie towards his team members and laughed.

"Hey guys, they're still not done yet. Looks like they need some support from us."

"What do you guys think? Should we shake them off and go home alone, or should we give our field crews some amazing support, like a divine intervention?"

At this point, Steve's gaze swept over Martin, the fisherman Kelvin, and Diana, one of the Baron's henchmen.

Meeting Steve's gaze, Diana pursed her lips.

Actually, she was already a little tired, after all, she had never done work like moving liquid carbon dioxide pressure tanks before.

However, Diana eventually nodded.

Because she felt she was a newcomer, and a newcomer who had caused Gavin some trouble, at this critical juncture, if she refused the action team leader Steve's offer...

She was worried that she would become estranged from the other members of the field team.

Diana nodded and said...

"Of course we should go support them, Captain Steve, uh—wait?"

At this point, Diana suddenly paused, then chuckled twice before continuing her teasing.

"When I call you Captain Steve, I can't help but feel like I'm calling Captain America, haha~"

"Yeah, that's right, especially with Steve and you, Diana, all mixed together, I always feel like I'm making a Marvel and DC crossover movie~"

Martin chuckled in response, then patted Steve on the shoulder.

"Steve~"

Martin said softly.

"We came here in a convoy with that idiot redhead Eugene, so we should have gone back together."

"Let's go, let me practice my archery at the shooting range Eugene mentioned. Anyway, even if we go back now, we won't make it to lunchtime, so we might as well go home together and maybe we can even have a couple of drinks together~"

At this point, Martin and Diana turned their attention to the fisherman Kelvin.

Meeting the gazes of the three, what could Kelvin say? He could only nod and smile in agreement.

"You're right~"

Steve then threw away his cigarette butt, drove his heavy truck, and led his team to the vicinity of the prison.

From a distance, Steve could hear gunfire coming from all directions. Following the direction of the gunfire, he parked his car next to the Kerberus Shield, jumped out of the car, and asked Eugene, who was sniping.

"Tsk tsk, Eugene, I thought you'd go for the long-range sniping thing again, but it turns out you're only 300 meters from the prison?"

"You're talking nonsense, Steve. I'm not some sniper fanatic who only cares about distance. Anyway, the zombies in the prison can't escape even if they hear gunfire, so why would I deliberately make things difficult for myself?"

Eugene replied with a curse, then took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

As he smoked, he pointed to the prison in the distance and explained to Steve.

"See for yourself, buddy. I've mostly taken care of the zombies that were active outside the prison. There are only about thirty left on the playground."

"Once we've dealt with the zombies outside, we'll have to storm the buildings!"

"Honestly, I'd rather hide outside the prison and slowly shoot them than rush inside and face the zombies hiding in the building head-on."

"But Gavin begged me to do him a favor, so I couldn't go against his request. I had no choice but to work my ass off for him."

"So, are you going to come with me? Let's clear out the remaining zombies on the playground first, and then storm in together?"

"certainly!"

When Eugene asked him a question, Steve simply nodded.

"The reason I brought this team here is to help you, you slowpoke! Let's take care of the last thirty-odd zombies first, then we'll grab something to eat and prepare to storm the prison building!"

As he spoke, Steve drew his rifle and lay down at the spot that Eugene had found, which could barely be considered a high vantage point.

Beside him, Martin and the others lay sprawled on the ground, while Diana lay down next to Adriana and nudged her side with her elbow.

"Hey friend, everyone's at war, how come you're sleeping so soundly?"

"Um?"

After being abruptly jolted awake by Diana, Adriana yawned and then looked in surprise at the sudden increase in the number of people.

After confirming that it was Steve and the others who had joined, she loosened her grip on the knife, which she had instinctively tightened, and spoke to Diana.

"You have no right to question what I'm doing. I've already used up almost all my strength!"

As she spoke, Adriana lifted her shoulder, showing everyone her swollen shoulder and half a fistula.

Not far away, the fisherman Kelvin couldn't help but roll his eyes, then moved his rifle, aimed at a zombie, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the remaining zombies in the playground fell to the ground one after another.

They continued to storm the extremely high walls of the Indian prison until their deaths.

But it was clear that the number of zombies remaining in the playground was simply not enough to build a human ladder that could cross the high wall.

After all, zombies don't know how to build scientific and professional human ladders; all they know how to do is swarm together to one place.

They just keep climbing on their companions.

In just four or five minutes, there were no living zombies left on the playground.

After taking a quick look through the binoculars, Eugene stood up, holding his rifle, and addressed the group.

"Anyone with mediocre marksmanship should switch to shotguns, and whatever you do, don't point them at your own people!"

"I know most of you aren't professional soldiers, but if any of you accidentally shoot a bullet into one of your own men's ass, I'll definitely shove my big gun up his ass too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene went to the car and found a troll.

In indoor environments, shotguns are far more effective at taking down zombies than rifles.

Seeing this, the seven of them switched to shotguns and then got into the car with Eugene and Steve.

The two drove to the front gate of the prison, and the seven men got out of the car and watched as Eugene pushed open the prison gate.

As the door opened again, Adrian spat out a mouthful of saliva in annoyance.

"Ugh, I absolutely hate this awful place!"

Adriana couldn't help but curse.

Upon hearing this, Eugene grinned, raised his hand, and patted her bottom.

"You need to change your perspective, you little bitch. You're back this time to send every single one of them to hell. Doesn't that make you feel a bit better?"

"Ha, maybe, but I'd much rather send the warden to hell!"

Adriana responded and then led the way, guiding everyone past the scattered zombie corpses to the gate leading to the prison guard building.

Looking at the gate in front of him, Eugene couldn't help but purse his lips.

"Damn it, there are no searchlights upstairs, so I didn't try to break into this door yesterday. Does anyone here know how to pick locks, or am I still stuck with it myself?"

"Tch, don't portray yourself as indispensable, you idiot."

Martin sneered as he walked over, pulled out a shotgun, aimed it at the door bolt, and fired a shot.

boom!

After the gunshot rang out, the door bolt broke.

Prison security is designed to keep inmates out, so the locks on the doors of the prison guard building are just ordinary locks.

As the door bolt broke, Anthony, the gunner, leaned against the door with his shotgun, listened cautiously for a moment, and then spoke to the others.

"There sounded like at least a dozen footsteps inside. Does this prison have that many guards? We think we've already taken out at least twenty!"

"this"

Hearing Anthony's question, the fisherman Kelvin pondered for a moment before speaking to Anthony.

"Perhaps it's because this prison received support from the state government?"

"Only purely private prisons, without any support, will consider the issue of cost and profit and reduce the number of prison guards as much as possible."

"And if they received support from the state government, the warden would probably include his own dogs in the prison guard team."

Come and collect your salary from the state government!

"Ha, damn America, screw Texas!"

Hearing Kelvin's guess, Eugene couldn't help but curse.

Steve then snapped his fingers and gave instructions to everyone.

"Martin, open the door. Everyone, step back and get ready to shoot."

"Roger that, Captain Steve. Wow, that's a cool name. Watch me throw an Avengers-style justice mine at the zombie!"

Energetic and lean Anthony laughed as he pulled out a grenade, while Martin kicked open the door, exposing the prison guard building's lobby to everyone.

At that moment, six or seven disheveled zombies rushed into the hall, while more zombies were tumbling down the stairs behind them.

Seeing this, Anthony pulled the pin on the grenade, waited a moment, and then casually threw it out.

Boom!

After a loud bang, the grenade exploded right in the middle of the zombie horde, instantly rendering at least five zombies unable to fight.

Eugene froze, staring at the floor shattered by the grenade, and suddenly roared at Anthony.

"Fuck you, Anthony! The boss is going to use this place as a base, so don't use grenades, those destructive things, you piece of shit!"

"Oops, I forgot. I'll be more careful from now on."

Anthony laughed and shook his head, then charged into the hall with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

Boom!

Facing the oncoming zombies, He Shisong shot them in the head twice, then pointed to the stairs on the left and right.

"I'll be in charge of the left-hand staircase!"

"Then I'll go to the right."

Steve responded with a shout, then drew his gun and aimed it at the zombie rolling down the stairs on the right, blowing its head off with a single shot.

While the two men were firing at the stairs, Eugene, holding his shotgun, yawned boredly and smiled.

"Tsk tsk, your efficiency is really impressive. I even think the boss could give us a special forces designation."

For example, a zombie extermination squad~

"That's fucking awful!"

Hunter Martin couldn't help but curse at Eugene, then listened intently for a moment before suddenly cursing at Ban.

"Watch out, there are dogs coming down the stairs on the left. It sounds like there are at least five, mostly German Shepherds and Rottweilers, and I think there's a Pit Bull too?"

As they spoke, Martin drew his gun and came to Anthony's side to provide additional firepower.

Diana and the fisherman Kelvin made the same choice.

With four shotguns in front of them, five dogs exploded one by one, while Steve and Eugene blocked the right staircase and dealt with the zombies that were tumbling down the stairs.

Seeing that there were no more zombie sounds in the hall, Eugene looked at the nineteen corpses lying on the ground and took a breath.

"Hiss—Damn it, my favorite part of the game is over. Now we're facing attackers and entrenched enemies that could be hiding anywhere."

"You've all read zombie survival manuals, right? Right? I guarantee there's not a single exaggeration in the boss's book. In short..."

In the following operations, be careful around every corner and through every door. I don't want to go to see the boss with a tattered suit of weapons; I can't afford to be associated with that guy!

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene pointed to the stairs on the right and continued talking about the freak.

"Steve, Adriana, the three of us will go to the right, the rest of you go to the left, explore up the stairs floor by floor until the whole house is clean!"

"That's right!"

Steve nodded in agreement.

"Don't let your guard down, guys. The guardhouse is a minor issue; the real challenge is the prison itself. Don't let me see you make a fool of yourself!"

Speaking of Adriana, Steve and Eugene, one in front and one behind, led the constantly shifting Adriana up the stairs, exploring each room one by one.

Watching the three disappear, the fisherman Kelvin couldn't help but frown and asked Ban with amusement.

"What the hell is 'A'? Guys, why are those two teaming up? "

"Haha, don't fucking care. Once there are more and more guys in the camp, each of us will be able to lead at least one action team. Those two are just letting us get used to things."

Martin patted Kelvin on the shoulder with a smile, but his words made Kelvin shake his head in regret.

"That's you guys, Martin, because you're the field agents, but I'm the office agent. I just want you to protect our homeland. I have no intention of becoming a team member."

"Tch, stop bragging, you fisherman. You think I don't know what you're up to? You just want to stay home and fish, and maybe keep watch while I'm fishing, you bastard!"

Gunner Anthony interrupted Kelvin's boasting, then strode up the stairs, skillfully peering out and taking up a favorable position to observe the entire compound.

The prison guard building is not very tall, only three stories high, with fewer than twelve rooms on each floor.

Thus, the seven-person team split into two groups and officially began their exploration of the prison.

Meanwhile, the seven-man squad continued to clear out the attackers and survivors in each room.

On the other hand, Gavin's Knight XV.

Looking at Lake Richard in his eyes, Scarface Barn couldn't help but grit his teeth. That spotted road leading to the bridge across the lake...

It reminded him of the painful experience he had just gone through yesterday.

Noticing Barn's expression, Father Hogan glanced at his watch, then reassuringly grasped Barn's wrist.

"The Emperor's Son".

Father Hogan spoke gently.

"Don't look to the past. Although our eyes can look at the present, each of us can only move forward. So let's think more about what we'll eat for lunch."

When it came to Ya, Father Hogan loosened his grip on Barn and gave him a very encouraging look.

Meeting the priest's gaze, Barn took a deep breath and then nodded heavily.

"Thank you, Father. I know those things are in the past, and my love and I are still alive. That's enough!"

"As for what to have for lunch, wow, it's already 1:30! Hopefully, everyone has eaten our lunch!"

Barn managed a weak joke, then turned to look out the window.

Hearing Barn's words, Nikita smiled and whispered to Barn, "Ban."

"Barn, have you forgotten? We're always working with the boss. Even if we forget someone else, we'll never forget the boss's lunch!"

"Ha, indeed, it feels great to be by Boss B's side. Not only is it very easy to carry out tasks, but we don't have to worry about logistics either."

Barn forced a smile at Nikita, while he was chatting, ZT, who was sharing a seat with Father Hogan, looked at his watch and said something.

"Do we have a cook at our camp, boss? I don't want to eat ordinary cold canned food; I'm afraid it might develop some unpleasant odors!"

"Of course we have chefs, and we have more than one reliable chef!"

Gavin agreed and then took out his walkie-talkie to speak.

"Sean, you can take your men and go ahead to tell everyone we're here, and have Doris prepare lunch for us~"

"Received, thank you, sir~"

Sean, still feeling the effects of alcohol, responded to Ban's question and then flew away in his plane.

Soon after, a photo was taken in front of the manor.

Thomas, Madison, and William stood in front of the manor to welcome Gavin's return.

After getting out of the car and taking photos, Gavin looked around the manor and noticed that there were noticeably fewer people there. He then asked Thomas a question.

"Where is the Baron and his entourage? That group of elderly people is quite conspicuous, but it seems like a few are missing?"

"Sir, Madison and I have discussed it amicably with Mr. William and have agreed to allow Baron Heinrich and his party to go to their farm and bring over as many of their dogs and horses as possible."

Thomas agreed, then pulled the two nervous figures beside him in front of Gavin.

Gavin immediately looked at the two figures. It turned out that they were two newcomers. It seemed that Thomas, who was guarding the house, had not been without gains after all.

Thomas then began to introduce himself to Gavin.

"By the way, sir, these two are survivors who came from San Antonio; they are a couple."

"San Antonio?"

Gavin was taken aback, so he shook hands with the two nervous men and then asked them a question.

"San Antonio is quite a distance from Tripoli, I'm truly honored that you two made it this far. I can feel your trust in me."

"Uh—Boss Gavin, we don't actually believe what you're saying is true, but we have no other choice. San Antonio is long gone, and we haven't encountered any other survivors along the way. We have no choice but to come to you!"

The man in the couple said regretfully to Gavin, and Gavin patted the man's shoulder understandingly.

"In any case, you've made it here. I hope you can get used to life at camp as soon as possible!"

"Thomas, arrange for them to rest, and have them read the zombie survival manual and the camp's regulations. We have another survivor in our camp, but we don't need to arrange anything for him since he's a DJ, and we happen to have a live stream. Oh, and let ZT have a meal with us first, then you can take him to find a room."

As they were talking, Gavin also introduced zt to everyone.

As the newlyweds got to know each other, Gavin took off his gloves and placed his weapon on the sofa.

While setting up the weapons, Gavin continued to question Madison.

"Old Mike, neither Eugene nor Steve's teams have come to fight?"

"That's right, boss. They haven't arrived yet, but I don't think there's anything to worry about. There are seven of them. Even if they run into trouble, at least one or two of them can come to warn us!"

Madison began to explain to Gavin, who nodded in understanding.

"Indeed, since no one has come to report the news yet, they must not be finished. I guess the two teams may have acted together, which is a good thing."

As they were talking, Gavin led his team up to the second floor and sat down at the dining table by himself.

Winnie, holding her tray, defiantly placed it in front of Gavin.

Seeing Winnie's small eyes defiantly glancing at Nikita, Gavin chuckled and raised his hand to give Winnie's head a good rub.

While ruffling her hair, Gavin spoke to her about spots.

"Don't be so aggressive, kid. You know how good Banikita is to you~"

"Aha, I know too much about Ban. I also know that the only thing that makes me angry is you, Boss, and I'm not angry at Nikita at all, you big jerk~"

Winnie rolled her eyes at Gavin with a chuckle, then playfully tugged at Gavin's stubble.

Well, Gavin hasn't shaved since the storm passed, and some stubble has started to appear.

Watching the kid interacting intimately with Gavin, Nikita took a deep breath and then grabbed the kid's wrist.

Feeling Nikita's movement, Winnie froze abruptly, and her gaze towards Nikita was now tinged with apprehension.

Meeting Winnie's hesitant gaze, Nikita pursed her lips, leaned closer, and whispered something to Winnie.

"You're still too young, kid. Wait a little longer, you'll grow up eventually."

"I know, it's so annoying! I'm starting to hate being Little Emperor!"

Winnie nodded helplessly, then took Gavin's arm, sat on his lap, and fed him.

He kept complaining.

"Being a little emperor is so awful! I'm terrified of the end of the world, and I still haven't skipped studying. Teacher Hela is so responsible!"

"And Hela-sensei is a big liar! She clearly said she wouldn't give me homework, but every time she sees me, she gives me random questions. It's even more annoying than doing homework!"

"The manor isn't small, but I still keep running into him. How am I supposed to know how the speckle function is solved? Who even discovered this function in the first place?!"

"And you, you bastard boss, you're all I can think about lately. You're so mean! How can you be so handsome? You're making me lose focus on my studies. You deserve to die!"

Speaking of Ya, Winnie opened her mouth unhappily and bit Gavin's shoulder hard.

Gavin chuckled, grabbed Winnie, and tossed her into Nikita's arms.

As for Winnie, how could Gavin not understand? After all, Winnie was already a middle school student.

A middle school student like Gavin has never had a school romance, so how could he not understand the impact of school romance on grades?

However, this is only the initial stage of emotional infatuation. Once Winnie gets through this period, she will probably settle down, especially since Hela is still keeping an eye on her. Meanwhile, watching the interaction between Gavin, Nikita, and Winnie.

zt couldn't help but grin and leaned closer to Father Hogan to say something.

"Pastor, hehe, I thought only you guys liked Prince Akishino, I didn't expect the boss to be the same way~"

"Stop spouting nonsense! Don't force me to smash your head in with this blessed crucifix!"

Father Hogan raised his hand and tapped ZT's head hard.

zt laughed and dodged Father Hogan's hand, continuing to stuff the stew into his mouth.

On the side, a room was arranged for the newlyweds to take photos.

Thomas came to Gavin's side and whispered something to him.

"Sir, the two survivors have been settled. As usual, we will allow them to rest and contemplate the future."

"Besides this photo, there's one more thing I need to say about Yali, and that's about Qiu Shan!"

Speaking of Ari, Thomas let out a breath, then sat down not far from Gavin, leaning on the table and looking at Gavin.

Seeing Thomas's somewhat displeased expression, Gavin reached out and grabbed the spoonful of mushroom soup that Winnie was about to feed him. While drinking his own soup, he asked Thomas about the dish.

"Qiu Shan? The woman the Baron brought here as a gift? What happened to her?"

"She was punished, it was my decision to punish her, I forbade her from having lunch!"

Thomas explained it simply.

"Because she completely skipped her work this morning, I arranged for her and the Baron's group to come with me to manage the botanical garden and develop a plan to convert it into a hydroponic facility."

"But she only stayed with me for about twenty minutes before she took the opportunity to go to the restroom and disappeared."

"At noon, she came down from the roof with the blacksmith Manus and the mechanic Wells."

"Although Manus vouched for Qiu Shan's participation in the welding of searchlights, I still punished Qiu Shan by not letting her eat lunch. I wonder if you would allow me to do so?"

Speaking of Ari, Thomas waited quietly for Gavin to make a decision.

Gavin chuckled and nodded, then spoke.

"That bastard Manus really doesn't learn his lesson. Has he completely forgotten how Qiu Shan slandered him yesterday?"

What an idiot.

"As for your decision, you made the right one, because fixing searchlights wasn't a job I assigned her!"

"I don't care what she did, or whether she helped or troubled Manus."

"Chief Censor, she disobeyed my orders, and that's enough to punish her."

"Thomas, you did a good job, especially on the point you reported to me."

"You seem to really enjoy the butler's job, so try your best to become an even more qualified butler!"

After saying that, Gavin reached out and patted Thomas's arm. Thomas nodded with satisfaction, then got up from the table and stood quietly beside Gavin.

Seeing Thomas's actions, Gavin pondered for a moment before speaking to Thomas.

"Thomas, call Manus the blacksmith, Joels the mechanic, and Qiu Shan to come see me."

"Yes, sir."

Thomas immediately nodded and left, while Gavin took the opportunity to eat heartily.

A few minutes later, a happy Joles appeared before Gavin along with an anxious Manus and Qiu Shan.

As they arrived, Father Hogan and Barn at the nearby table stopped eating and silently left the table.

zt was slightly taken aback, picked up his plate, left the table, and followed Father Hogan toward the hall.

At the same time, Gavin raised his hand and lightly tapped the table, then slowly raised his head to look at the anxious Manus and the other man.

Meeting their uneasy gazes, Gavin turned to Joels and said in a low voice.

"Joles, how's it feeling to have a girl working with you guys?"

"It feels pretty bad, and it makes me think of my lover, my boss."

Joels grinned and said "spot."

Upon hearing this, Gavin nodded and then asked him a question.

"Really? Were your work progress delayed this morning?"

"Uh, no, boss. When that girl was working, Manus was incredibly motivated, practically two men in one. There were eight spotlights in total, and now only two are left to finish—"

In the morning, Joels didn't really like the feeling of Jing Qiushan and the others slacking off and sleeping.

But Joels wasn't one to talk nonsense; he didn't hide the fact that Manus's work was progressing faster.

Gavin nodded knowingly after getting the answer from Joelskiy.

Clearly, there is some truth to the saying that men and women working together makes the work easier.

But this is no excuse for Susan to escape punishment.

Gavin then turned to look at Qiu Shan and teased her about Ban with a blank expression.

"And what were you thinking, my fan Qiu Shan? Aren't you very proud that you managed to speed up Manus's project just by using your face?"

"No, boss, I didn't mean it that way. I know I was wrong—I just won't eat lunch. Actually, I'm not that hungry—"

Qiu Shan lowered her head and said to Gavin, "Ban."

Hearing Qiu Shan's words, Gavin couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Very good, Susan is not only very professional at being lazy, but she is also more professional at speeding up her moves.

Clearly, Qiu Shan is the typical type of person who apologizes for every mistake she makes, but after apologizing, she'll definitely make the same mistake again.

So, looking at Qiu Shan, who seemed extremely guilty at the moment and was desperately trying to explain the mistakes she had made, Jia Wenzhiban knew that it would be useless for her to say anything.

Gavin then turned to Manus and spoke in a hushed tone.

"Manus, do you enjoy working with Jing and Qiu Shanyi?"

"No, I just—I wanted to say that Qiu Shan didn't actually steal anything. She's been very helpful to me. She didn't just sleep there all the time. She only slept because she was exhausted—"

"Alright, shut up, you lucky little sycophant."

Gavin reluctantly raised his hand, interrupting Manus.

He called Manus a lucky little sycophant because, with the help of the apocalypse, such a green tea bitch had to give her more things in order to control her sycophant.

So, Manus actually did get a little benefit. If it were before the apocalypse, Gavin believed that Manus wouldn't have been able to touch a single hair on Qiu Shan's head.

As for Qiu Shan, the level of this woman isn't very high either, because after going around in circles from the baron's house to her own camp, the sycophant she controlled was still Manus. Didn't she move for nothing?

Thinking of Chully, Gavin pointed at Susan and said crisply.

"Qiu Shan, I don't have the habit of forcing anyone to work hard for me, besides, each of you androids is only busy for yourselves!"

"I don't want to emphasize the dangers of Shiding to you, because the fact that the camp has been built into the warm and welcoming place it is today is something I'm proud of."

"You can slack off in this kind of environment, I admit you have the right to slack off, but I also have the right to take some of the punishment you deserve."

"You can enjoy the sense of security that the camp provides for you, and I won't ask you for any part of it, because I've built and maintained that sense of security myself, and I don't mind giving it to you for free."

"But aside from a sense of security, if you're not planning to do anything for the camp, then you'll have to take care of your own food!"

"There are many free-roaming cows on the nearby grasslands, as well as many eggs that have recently become wild. As long as you are willing to move around, you will definitely not starve to death at home."

"How about this? I'll have Thomas keep an eye on you. You work to earn the right to enjoy the fruits of other people's labor. If you don't work, you'll have to feed yourself, or maybe Manus will save his share for you?"

Do you think this is reasonable?

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin smiled and looked at Qiu Shan. Qiu Shan took a deep breath, then nodded helplessly, and then shook her head. She shook her head and asked Gavin a question.

"Gavin—boss, I think our camp needs some people to form a cheerleading squad!"

"Look, your team had cheerleaders back then, didn't they? And even though cheerleaders only know how to dance and look pretty, they still have their uses!"

"I—I think I still have a slight advantage in this aspect, so could I—cough cough, I mean, could I take the responsibility of cheering everyone on?"

"Perhaps my enticement won't be of much help to the women in the camp, but I think I can at least keep some of the men energized. At least I've done a good job with Manus, haven't I?"

Hearing Qiu Shan's words, Gavin couldn't help but curse, then rolled his eyes dramatically.

He had already overestimated Qiu Shan's laziness, but he really didn't expect that Qiu Shan wasn't lazy at all; she had decided to give up and lie down!

What the hell is this cheerleading squad? Doesn't Qiu Shan herself know that she wasn't talking about cheerleading squads?

Gavin had even considered the issue of the camp not having any prostitutes—

Judging from what Ya Ge Qiu Shan said, if the conditions were right, Ya Ge Qiu Shan might be able to switch careers and become a professional prostitute!

Manus, standing nearby, also sensed something amiss in Susan's words, and looked at Qiu Shan with suspicion.

As for Joels, he simply widened his eyes and looked at Qiu Shan in surprise.

Meeting their gazes, Qiu Shan pouted and shrugged, then gestured to Gavin, "Look."

Seeing this, Gavin remained silent for a while before speaking to Susan about the spots.

"At least the current camp doesn't need cheerleaders yet. Qiu Shan, Gong Yi, you still need to adapt to camp life!"

"Ah—okay, boss, I understand. I'll adapt as soon as possible~"

Susan seemed to understand Gavin's words, so she narrowed her eyes knowingly, then spread her hands and innocently repeated the word "spot".

"If you work, you get to eat; if you don't work, you don't get to eat. That's reasonable, and I can accept it. But I really dislike the feeling of being ordered around by others. I'd rather decide for myself what I want to do."

"Hey, boss, if I get really hungry, I can ask the other people in the camp to bring me food, right?"

"Of course, I won't stop anyone from courting you, Susan, as long as they want to."

Gavin immediately nodded decisively.

Seeing this, Qiu Shan smiled knowingly and then extended her right hand to Gavin.

Gavin then grasped Qiu Shan's right hand and shook it with her.

Excellent, this greatly enhances the diversity of jobs available at the camp.

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