Doomsday America.

Chapter 260 The Invincible Man

For a moment, the air on the grassland was almost still.

The gazes coming from all directions made Philip sniff uncomfortably. He didn't like the feeling of parting, especially saying goodbye to a camp with an atmosphere that was even more serious than before the apocalypse.

However, he had things he needed to accomplish.

Gavin's questions have helped him see his own heart more clearly.

That was something he wouldn't regret even if he died for it.

Even if it's foolish, there's a reason why it has to be done...

With this in mind, Philip, fully equipped with bulletproof gear, leaned against the car and raised his right hand to Gavin.

"Boss Gavin, there's no need for this elaborate send-off. We're not filming a movie, why all the sentimentality?" "Haha~"

Gavin was amused by Philip's words, and then led his team to Philip.

After Eugene stopped, he smiled at Philip.

"Stop talking about movies, talking about short films is more interesting. Thomas said we'll hardly see any new movies in the future, so let's focus on stage plays instead. Those are easy to rehearse and don't require operating professional equipment."

"Tch~ A stage play~"

Hearing Eugene's words, Philip pursed his lips and replied.

"After you guys finish rehearsing your post-apocalyptic stage play, I'll come back from Kansas to watch it. Once I'm settled in Kansas, I'll set up a radio station too. I spent a long time learning from ZT yesterday, so it'll be fine."

"Oh? This is great!"

When Eugene heard that Philip was going to start a radio station, he immediately became interested. He patted Philip's arm and laughed.

"When you get back, get the radio station up and running as soon as possible. When I have time, I'll brag to you on the radio."

"But you bastard, did you not tell that little wench Margaret you were leaving?"

"Why didn't she come to see you off? Didn't you two work together?"

At this point, Eugene gave Philip a mischievous look.

Philip scoffed and waved his hand dismissively.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's just friendly banter, whoever takes it seriously loses."

"That's all for now, I'm off. Gavin, Eugene, and the rest of you bastards, I'll bring you some Kansas specialties if I get the chance!"

At this point, Philip waved goodbye to Gavin.

Gavin nodded and smiled at Philip.

"Be careful, see you later."

"See you later, Gavin, may your life be wonderful and your death swift!"

"You too, bro!"

Gavin nodded, while Philip climbed into the car and started the Suboban's engine.

The scene was accompanied by the sound of engines and the slow movement of the Suburban.

Near the cowshed, Sariel, who was already very skilled at milking and had lost about ten kilograms, stood up and waved to Sabban along with the other workers.

On the rooftop, watching the cars disappear into the distance, Edward, who was inspecting the helicopter, suddenly laughed and ran to the edge of the roof, shouting to Philip from afar, "Philip, you damn lone wolf, next time you come back, remember to bring a few pretty girls to our camp! There are way too many fucking men here!"

"Haha, SEAL Team Six, even if you encounter a woman, she'll be mine. Don't expect me to share any women with you. Get lost!!!"

The car window of Suboban rolled down, and Philip yelled as he gave Edward the middle finger from a distance.

Edward waved his hand at the bastard's middle finger.

After this final farewell, his car drove further and further away.

The second floor of the manor is the guard post.

Two children, one black and one white, were following Hela. The black child asked Hela a question, puzzled.

"Teacher Hela, why doesn't the Lone Ranger want to stay at our camp? Is it because our place isn't good enough?"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Teacher Hela put little Feng Baobao down on the ground, letting the little devil, who was already tired of being held, run around on the ground. At the same time, she freed her hand to rub the black devil's hair and laughed.

Why do you think the campsite isn't good enough?

"Because the Lone Ranger uncle left!"

"Yes, he left. Do you wish he would stay?"

"Of course, Ms. Hela, Uncle Lone Ranger is a great storyteller!"

"I understand, kid. In that case, when you grow up, try your best to make the camp even better, to the point where every passerby can stay here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ms. Hela patted the Black child on the head.

As a teacher, she wouldn't explain why Philip left.

Otherwise, what if one day the kids get tired of playing in the camp and, like Philip, say they have the will and reasons to leave?

As a teacher, Hela could accept the possibility that her teaching methods couldn't educate every child better.

But at least she won't let the children get worse; that's her bottom line.

While Teacher Hela was communicating with the children.

Outside the manor.

After Philip left, the logistics team members and the flight crew members on the roof resumed their work.

Slightly drunk, Eugene smiled and pursed his lips before cursing at Gavin.

"Boss Gavin, that bastard Philip is so insensitive! We tried so hard to persuade him to stay, and he just left like that! He's a total jerk, he doesn't give you any face at all!"

"Ha ha!"

Upon hearing this, Gavin immediately laughed and then said to Eugene.

"Stop messing around, buddy. Who can stop a man who wants to go home? Just like when we first met, I didn't stop you and William from leaving the convenience store and going back to Ennis to find your families."

After speaking, Gavin looked around, then couldn't help but focus his gaze on the boundless grassland.

Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see a few wild horses, which are racehorses released from the farm.

Gavin grinned and pointed to the racehorses in the distance.

"You're not drunk, are you? If you're not, come with me to catch some horses. The herd is taking a stroll nearby."

"As for our work over the next seven days, let's talk about it as we go."

"I'm not drunk, of course I'm not drunk!"

Eugene immediately responded to Gavin's words, and then walked with Gavin toward the stable.

After a month of gradual renovations, the stable now looks quite presentable, no longer just a few simple frames. The stable has not only expanded in size and increased the number of horses, but also now has a rainproof roof, and much more hay has been laid out inside. The men followed Gavin as they selected their warhorses, while Adriana waved goodbye to Aunt Tara.

"Tara, are you coming too? Your Marco can't catch up with us!"

"It's okay, it's okay."

In response to Adriana's reminder, Tara opened her large black lips, smiled, and waved her hand.

"I'm just going along to take a look; I really enjoy horseback riding."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone mounted their horses, and Eugene rode over to Gavin and Octavian.

As he took out a sugar cube and put it into Octavian's mouth, Eugene looked at the surroundings of the stable and frowned as he spoke.

"Boss, we need to put the fortifications on the agenda. After all, there are too many animals around the manor."

"Cows, horses, and the dozen or so pigs we recently brought back, and those chickens, good heavens."

"If we encounter an attack from another camp, our manor, capable of unleashing Hellfire, will be fine. However, if our animals are lost, that would be a significant loss!"

"yes."

Gavin nodded in response to Eugene's words, then grabbed one of the ropes placed side by side in front of the stable, picked out a convenient one, and hung it on Octavian's saddle.

Then, as he left the stable, he responded softly.

"Eugene, we have much more to do than just build fortifications."

"I want to bring back all kinds of machine tools from the nearby factories, find people who know how to use them, and set up a new production line. First, we'll produce bullets, then firearms, and then simple car parts."

"Also, I want to take back the Chambers Reservoir and power plant to restore power to the Richard area. Otherwise, we may not have a shortage of fuel for the time being to drive cars, but restoring industry would be a joke."

"I also want to find that mysterious camp that also has helicopters, determine their composition, and if we can accept them, we will accept them; if we cannot accept them, we will eliminate them. How can we tolerate others snoring beside our bed?"

"I also want to find more women to restore the camp's male-to-female ratio, so that the scarcity of women won't cause hormonal problems and conflicts for our great lads."

"I also want to recapture one or two towns, with Richard Town being the first priority, so that we can use it as one of our backup bases. The layout and environment there are actually more suitable for people to live, not just to survive."

"There aren't many rooms left in the manor. I guess at most we can only fit about three hundred people in the manor. Any more than that and the manor will become bloated and lose its value as a place to live, turning into a human can that makes people uncomfortable."

"I also want to eliminate the Dallas cluster and, by relying on its death, attract as many zombies as possible from the Dallas area to that metropolis. Then, maybe we can burn down millions of zombies around Dallas with a single fire, just like the ending of the movie World War Z."

By the time Gavin finished speaking, Octavian had already led him to a location close to the wild horse herd.

After being wild for more than a month, the wild horses that used to be close to humans and would often come near them had become much more aggressive and knew to run away when they saw people.

Seeing this, Gavin did not give chase immediately, but instead pointed to several directions around him to his men.

The men immediately scattered, like any professional cowboy, and surrounded the wild horses from all sides, gradually driving them together.

Eugene stayed close to Gavin.

Gavin, while adjusting the lasso, continued speaking to Eugene.

"Look, Eugene, we have so much to do, and in reality, they're all about the same importance."

"Because the apocalypse left us with almost nothing, and once we regain something, it will be a major breakthrough for us to start from scratch!" "But the current camp can no longer handle any more engineering projects. At least we have to wait until our farmland no longer needs large-scale personnel to take care of it before the logistics can be put into new large-scale engineering projects."

"The apocalypse will last a long time, Eugene. We've already established a solid foothold in this land, in my home, so we can't rush things. We need to make our roots even stronger and safer!"

"Now, more than a month has passed since the apocalypse. Next, it will be a year, three years, ten years, thirty years since the apocalypse."

"The phase where we needed to race against time to get things done is basically over. What we need to focus on now is stability and security, sustainable development, the process of constantly rediscovering remnants of civilization, and, more importantly, rekindling the embers and brilliance of human civilization!"

"We have a lot to do, including the defensive fortifications you mentioned, which are very important."

"But more importantly, we have no room for error. The weight of the apocalypse hangs over the camp, and I don't want to push the camp workers to their psychological limits!"

"Yes, I can tell them that there are no capitalists in this world to exploit you anymore. Every tree you cut down, every bag of sand you carry, is for your own benefit. You have no right to be lazy."

"But that's just theory, Eugene. In reality, even when facing dire straits, everyone's sweat must be shed for what they firmly believe in and yearn for."

"It's not for my speech, not for my ideals, not for sacrificing anything for civilization, and certainly not for some bullshit of a grander cause; it's for themselves!"

"Because the meaning of life is to constantly search for that meaning within oneself."

"But now, most of the people in the camp are all alone, including you, Eugene. You haven't formed families, you're all all alone. Don't tell me that you lonely people don't have some kind of 'what's the point' mentality in your hearts."

"Before I met Nikita, even I, who was all alone and had lost my parents, would inevitably tell myself when I encountered difficulties, 'Let's take a gamble, let's go crazy. I'm all alone, so I might as well just die.'"

"And you, and every single guy in the camp who makes up more than 70% of the population and has no living relatives, haven't you ever had this thought?"

"Look, we were all once invincible, and why were we called invincible?"

"Because we lack our most cherished attachments and our most heartfelt hopes!"

"Therefore, as long as the leader isn't a fool, he would never try to overwork such an invincible group of people to the point that they can't enjoy the little pleasures life has left. That would easily create a group of world-weary and unruly single old fogies before the camp even gets on track!"

Just as Gavin finished speaking, he suddenly threw the lasso in his hand and easily caught a slightly dim-witted brown horse.

The horse didn't even struggle; once it was lassoed, it gave up resisting and obediently followed Octavian, who then snorted at it several times in a provocative and eccentric manner.

Beside him, watching Gavin successfully lasso the horse, Eugene narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, then nodded with amusement.

"You've got a knack for talking, boss, I understand what you mean."

He could certainly understand, because what Gavin described was common in all aspects of society.

What kind of employees are the most troublesome for leaders?

That is... employees who can say "I quit at any time!"

Even in the military, what kind of soldiers are the ones that even the military leaders don't want to mess with?

That's... a soldier who says, "I'll be discharged in a month!"

In society, what kind of married man would make his ex-wife, who is full of contempt and disgust, back down and lower herself to a lowly position?

Of course, it's the kind of man who says, "I'm not going to put up with you anymore," and "You've already made me leave with nothing, I'm going to kill your whole family!" The zombie apocalypse has created a large number of similar individuals.

They might not be that fierce or arrogant right now.

But once they face pressure and hardship that exceed their psychological capacity, how many do you think will choose to give up in vain and secretly resist?

The camp is 70% populated by people who are all invincible individuals who have no parents, no relatives, no friends, no children, and certainly no wives or lovers!

They have no property tax pressure, no financial constraints, no family or romantic ties, and no children to care for. How could someone as intelligent as Gavin possibly bombard them with endless work plans, turning them into complete work machines?

Gavin is not some fool who, before the apocalypse, was flattered by the taste of power and the sycophancy of all those around him, and came to think himself superior!

He had the authority to force camp members to perform high-intensity labor, and he also had the military control to stop the chaos by killing and force the camp into an era of large-scale engineering projects, where everyone had to work ten to twelve hours a day.

But what would be the result of that?

It meant that the camp was forced to keep moving forward in the so-called dark ages, completely losing the ability to turn back!

The members may obey out of fear, but they will also learn a series of ways to shirk responsibility, such as feigning compliance and taking advantage of the chaos.

Death can indeed frighten many people, but the number of people who commit suicide every year is still countless. It can only be said that death is frightening for most of life, but at some point in life it seems insignificant and trivial.

The development of the camp is a one-way street that keeps moving forward. Once the line extends forward, there is no going back. Gavin rarely has the opportunity to make mistakes. Fortunately, he has his own art of governance and charismatic leadership.

Hearing Gavin's words, Eugene was stunned for a moment before rushing out to lasso his wild horse.

After returning to Gavin's side with the wild horse, watching Gavin slowly move along, both riding and leading it, he couldn't help but purse his lips and chuckle. "Boss, you think about so many crazy things every day, aren't you afraid of going bald at such a young age?"

"Besides Jason Statham, I haven't seen many bald guys who can still have that kind of charisma, so aren't you afraid of going bald?" "Haha, bullshit!"

Hearing Eugene's teasing, Gavin chuckled, grabbed his hat, and waved it at Eugene, saying...

"Look at my hat! Guess what it's for!"

"Maybe I'll live to see the day I grow old, or maybe your damn curse will really make me go bald and turn me into a balding old man that I don't even like."

"But back then, besides giving you a good beating for your jinxed mouth, I could also rely on my cowboy hat!"

"You know, the hat is what makes a cowboy, Eugene, hair is nothing!"

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The two men burst into laughter on the grassland, which made the others laugh along with them.