Doomsday America.

Chapter 257 The Astronaut's Decision

Wow~

On a golf cart...

Yes, it's one of those golf carts on a golf course, with ventilation on all four sides.

Winnie clung to the front seat, her gaze filled with amazement as Octavian sped past.

Upon hearing her voice, Doris, who was beside him, also exclaimed "Wow!" and then smiled at Winnie.

"Winnie, isn't that so handsome?"

"Of course he's handsome, but Mom, are you talking about a horse or a person?"

Winnie immediately winked at her mother.

Seeing this, Doris raised her hand, pursed her lips, and gently rubbed Winnie's little head.

"They're all handsome, hehe~"

After laughing, Doris turned around, patted Nikita on the shoulder, and then whispered in Nikita's ear, "Nikita, you eat way too well every day!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Nikita was taken aback.

This golf cart was originally intended for women, and it was full of women, including Manager Anna, who had lost her arm on the roof of the Dallas hotel.

After a moment of surprise, Nikita immediately turned and said to Doris.

"Don't look at me with that envious look. What's with all this talk about good food? I'm practically falling apart every day, honestly..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nikita innocently curled up her legs.

Upon hearing her words, the women on the golf cart were immediately stunned, and then one of them turned around and said to Nikita in an exaggerated manner.

"Seriously, Nikita, what do you mean by 'falling apart'? Can you explain it to us ladies in detail?"

"Yeah, Nikki, tell me more about it. Boss is the most legendary football star in the country. Is his waist really that strong?" Hearing these two teasing remarks, Nikki looked in the direction of the voice.

The ones who spoke were Secretary Bella and Greta Andor, the blue-haired girl who had been rescued along with Anna and Wang Ling. Upon hearing this, Nikita innocently shrugged, then smiled happily and said...

"Why am I telling you all this? I don't want you to think I'm just whining. But Gavin is really amazing, believe me. Until now, I haven't had a single good night's sleep, not even a single one!"

"Aha!"

Wow!

"Awesome!"

Suddenly, the women on the golf cart let out loud howls, attracting the attention of all the men nearby.

The men's expressions were priceless as they watched the jubilant women on the golf cart.

In a Dodge Ram, Lucien couldn't help but glance at the women and speak to his brother Chandson.

"Tsk tsk, Chance, did you see that? The women at Camp Gavin are really lively!"

"Just looking at them, I'm absolutely captivated. I always feel that although these women aren't as young as the girls under Margaret's command, they have a unique charm!"

"Oh, this..."

After hearing his brother's words, Chandson was stunned for a moment, then helplessly spread his hands and said.

"Brother, don't say such stupid things. Don't forget what stupid things Margaret and the girls under her command just did."

"If I were thoroughly played by a cult, and more than one person also contracted STDs and had to go to an old veterinarian for antibiotics..."

"Then my expression must be worse than the women under Margaret's command every day!"

"Fuck!"

Hearing this, Lucien shook his head helplessly, then raised his hand and smacked his brother on the shoulder.

"Stop talking about these frustrating things. If we'd known those women would be tormented by the voodoo cult, we should have just taken them all back at the nickel mine!"

"At least neither of us is poisoned, right?"

Holy crap!

Upon hearing this, Chandson quickly nudged his older brother's shoulder.

"Dude, don't fucking say such stupid things. If the boss finds out, he'll kill you!"

"Gavin can't stand to see women being bullied, especially since there are almost twice as many men as women in the camp. The women are all precious to us!" "As you've seen these past few days, Boss Gavin wants to restore human civilization, and the continuation of human civilization depends on the reality of women constantly giving birth!"

"If there were more women than men, men would naturally become more valuable, but right now, women are more valuable than us!"

"This isn't the damn LGBT stuff from before the apocalypse anymore; it's purely a matter of numbers."

"Don't be foolish here. I don't want to see you get your eyes gouged out by Fokin and Wuni, tied up in the wilderness, and die a miserable death, your body devoured by coyotes!"

At this point, Chandson shuddered slightly, still shaken.

He still can't forget the horrific sight of the corpses left behind by Gavin, Eugene, and Martin in the Voodoo cult.

Lucien saw the horror in his brother's eyes, then quickly shook his head and responded.

"I don't need your nonsense. If I wanted to do anything filthy, I would have done it back in Margaret's place long ago. But I believe in Tyr, in the fucking Tyr!"

"How could I possibly do something so foolish as to go against my own principles!"

"Besides, those women are all around us; if you like them, just go after them!"

At this point, Lucien gestured to his brother, encouraging him.

"Chanderson, yesterday when I was leading a small team to explore near Athens, I saw a damn gold shop. I bet they have a lot of beautiful jewelry there!"

"How about it, wanna go for it?"

"If we can take over this jewelry store, the pretty stuff we have will be enough to lure at least ten women into our beds. I don't believe greedy women wouldn't love those sparkly little darlings!"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Chandson immediately became somewhat eager, so he looked around and then whispered to Lucien.

"Really? Is the jewelry store safe? Are there many zombies nearby? Is it worth it?"

"Unsafe, you fucking idiot! In a city in a zombie apocalypse, where is there any place that can be considered safe?"

Lucien responded immediately.

"However, the store is located in the suburbs, or rather, in a damn rich area."

"I've never lived in Athens, so I don't know where their slums and rich areas are, but the location of that gold shop is in a relatively loose neighborhood, and it's only about 400 meters from the edge of the city."

"Didn't that pretentious butler force us to read Gavin's zombie survival manual? And didn't you also see Gavin's cleanup of Richard Town?"

"If we follow that example and slowly work our way up from the periphery to the gold shop, as long as we bring four or five people, enough ammunition, a sturdy car, and act cautiously..."

"I think we can reach the gold shop in three days at most. Along the way, we can also gather supplies from the entire community, making us the stars of the camp and earning those girls' adoring looks!"

"Wuhu~"

Hearing Lucien's words, Chandson was truly tempted. After a moment's thought, he nodded eagerly and replied, "It's settled then, brother. Let's find a teammate this afternoon and form a three-person team to scout it out carefully."

"If there are no problems, we'll ask Boss Gavin for permission when we get back tonight, and we can form a six-person team to start exploring as early as tomorrow morning!" "But we can't use searching for a jewelry store as an excuse; I doubt the boss would like that as a target."

"I know!"

Lucien immediately took over the conversation and spoke to Chandson.

"Of course I wouldn't use such a stupid reason, but there's a clothing store next to that gold shop, and it's a branded sportswear store. I bet they have plus-size sportswear to collect."

"I've been asking around these past couple of days. Madison is Gavin's good friend, but he doesn't have a lot of clothes to wear. He always wears the same few outfits over and over again."

"And Tara, damn it, that woman looks like King Kong, and has the same body!"

"So, if we use finding plus-size workout clothes as an excuse, Gavin will definitely agree. Madison is his brother, and Tara is an old friend and fitness instructor he's known since before the apocalypse!"

"What do you think of this reason, bro?"

"That's fucking awesome, man, let's have a drink!"

Chandson immediately responded excitedly, and the two of them clapped their hands heavily inside the car.

After finalizing the plan, Lucien licked his lips, then pointed to the golf cart filled with laughter and said expectantly, "Hey bro, what do you think of Bella? You know, the big-breasted chick who's always following Gavin around!"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Chandson was slightly taken aback, then looked at his older brother with amusement and said.

"Lucian, are you fucking crazy? Bella's the boss's secretary, do you think she's been... well, you know... by the boss?! How dare you touch her?!" "Don't talk nonsense!"

In response to Chandson's words, Lucien shook his head in annoyance and cursed.

"Gavin isn't that kind of person. He must be very controlling. If he really had something to do with Bella, she wouldn't have taken her clothes off at the party!"

"I can tell at a glance that this girl's been itching to go crazy lately. But then again, she's always hanging around that sexy guy Gavin, and that bastard Gavin, who's probably slept with tons of models, hasn't even given her a proper beating on his desk. No wonder she's been so pent up." "So, she just needs a strong man like me to take care of her, isn't she?"

"Moreover, Bella was a core member who appeared on the first day the camp was established, and she is also Gavin's secretary."

"If we were together, my strength and her status would quickly create a stable and mutually beneficial situation, helping us both live better lives!"

At this point, Lucien pursed his lips expectantly.

What he didn't tell his brother was that he was genuinely infected by Bella's lively and positive spirit at the party just now.

What Margaret? It's best not to contact him!

He has a girl he likes now!

And Chandson.

Hearing his brother's words, Chandson grinned and laughed.

"Brother, if you're sure Bella and Gavin aren't really related, I wouldn't mind having another sister-in-law like her in our family. She's very lively, isn't she? She seems like a positive person and won't cause us any trouble."

"Haha, that's good. So, do you have a crush on anyone, bro?"

Once Lucien was certain that his younger brother didn't dislike the person he liked, he asked his brother with satisfaction.

Chandson, after a moment of silence in the face of his brother's question, couldn't help but whisper to his brother.

"Brother, I...uh...what do you think of Doris, you know...you know, that gentle, seemingly weak-looking cook?" "What?!?"

At that moment, Lucien was utterly astonished. He incredulously pulled the car over at the manor gate, muttering to Chandson under his breath, "How the hell didn't I know you liked older women? Doris's practically old enough to be your aunt!"

"Fuck you! She takes such good care of herself. The few wrinkles on her face only give her a gentle look. I won't allow you to say that about her!"

Chandson punched Lucien in annoyance, while Lucien laughed and patted his brother on the shoulder.

While the two were having a passionate discussion, a golf cart was about to stop at the entrance of the manor not far away.

There was no need to know what the girls were talking about; they suddenly burst into loud laughter, drawing the attention of everyone nearby. The men looked at the girls with knowing smiles.

Margaret and her small group of women glared at them with displeasure.

On the golf cart, just before everyone cheered, Diana suddenly interrupted the women's discussion about all the men in the camp. Before she spoke, Bella was still there, dreamily talking about Steve.

Everyone could see that Bella had fallen for Steve. That bearded, strong, and reassuringly calm man had deeply attracted her.

Anna, with her severed hand, would occasionally look at Martin's retreating figure with self-pity.

As for what Diana actually said?

As the women chatted and thought about their mutual crushes, Diana suddenly clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Sisters, I don't know who you like, but I have some good news for you!"

"Just yesterday afternoon, guess what I found while exploring outside!"

"I fucking found a sex shop!"

"My God, that place was like an Eden! I brought back a whole backpack full of sex toys!"

"Even Anthony and Abraham, who teamed up with me for the expedition, came back with a whole backpack full, hahaha!"

"So, if anyone needs this thing, remember to knock gently on my door~"

"Wuhu!"

Wow!

"Awesome!"

"Ugh, you're so annoying..."

"Wow, that's fucking cool!"

"Do you have enough batteries?"

"I want the biggest one!"

Just then, Adriana, who spoke last, made the final decision and reserved the largest one.

As soon as Adriana finished speaking, the golf cart, after a brief silence, suddenly erupted into a deafening roar. In the crowd, Doris watched her daughter's perked-up ears and flushed face with dismay, and shook her head helplessly.

Is my daughter about to be led astray by everyone?

but……

After the commotion subsided, before the golf cart came to a stop, Doris timidly raised her right hand.

"Ahem... Diana, save me... save me a medium size~"

At this point, Doris's face turned as red as a monkey's bottom.

Her words successfully sparked even louder cheers from the golf cart, and even Nikita was caught up in the atmosphere, blushing and loudly teasing Doris.

Meanwhile, cheers continued to erupt outside the manor gates.

Inside the manor, Gavin had already arrived at the broadcasting room.

Upon seeing Gavin arrive, ZT immediately stopped his rambling and spoke rapidly into the radio.

"Ivan, Gavin's here. You can talk to him now!"

After finishing speaking, ZT released the radio and then turned back to Gavin, nodding.

"Boss, come sit down! The astronauts are all in front of the radio; they look like they have something very important to say!"

"OK!"

Gavin nodded immediately, then strode to his seat, eagerly pressed the radio button, and spoke.

"Hey guys, it's Gavin here. I'm always waiting for your news!"

"Ah, Gavin, you're always on the radio, but we don't miss you. We always have someone with us, though ZT is definitely a bit too talkative~"

Over the radio, Ivan joked with Gavin, while the laughter of other astronauts could be faintly heard behind him.

Hearing the slightly forced and suppressed laughter, Gavin took a worried breath and then quickly replied to Big Ivan.

"I don't think being a chatterbox is a bad thing in the apocalypse. Compared to being a chatterbox, I'm more worried about an environment with no sound at all, because that would make me feel depressed."

"And you, my friends, is there anything I can do for you? If so, please tell me!"

At this point, Gavin waited silently for a reply from the radio.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the radio, in the space station, after hearing Gavin's words...

The six astronauts, huddled together, looked at each other.

Then, American astronaut Charlie Duke took a breath and nodded heavily to Ivan.

"Ivan!"

He spoke with a serious expression.

"Tell him, tell him our decision. We'll get to that day eventually, and we... at least we've talked it out and made a decision, haven't we?"

After speaking, Charlie Duke turned and looked around at his fellow men.

Meeting their gazes, the astronauts, their hair all disheveled, nodded emphatically to Charlie.

"Tell him!" Edwin took a deep breath.

"It's time for us to face our destiny!" Kobayashi Shinya's expression was filled with a strong sense of faith.

"We can do it! Trust Ivan, and trust our own calculations!" Richard clenched his fists.

"Leave everything to God!" Sergei closed his eyes.

Listening to each of his teammates' words, Charlie Duke pursed his lips, then gently gripped Ivan's shoulder.

"Ivan!"

He nodded to Big Ivan, who took a deep breath, picked up the radio, and said to Gavin in a heavy voice, "Gavin!"

"I'm here!" Gavin replied immediately.

Upon hearing this, Big Ivan pursed his lips and continued speaking to Gavin.

"Okay, Gavin, thank you for your continued support and for everything you've done for us."

"In the midst of the apocalypse, you not only managed to lead the surviving folks on the surface to continue living, but you also had the capacity to help us. You are a great person!"

"And we, Gavin, we all feel... it's time for us to truly meet. I look forward to the moment when our hands clasp together!"

"Just three days ago, we roughly calculated all the orbital and propulsion data we would need to land at Livingston Lake on the edge of Houston!" "Therefore, we don't think we should continue relying on our remaining supplies to eke out a month or two more on the space station; that would only wear us down!"

"We then used the three days following our successful calculations to make our unified decision!"

"Starting now, in just one week, we will leave this space station suspended outside Earth and return to Earth, where you exist, and to our future home!"