Doomsday America

Chapter 35 I’ll do it myself
Hearing Eugene's explanation, Gavin shook his head and said...

“Even if we were to set up camp here, we wouldn’t stay for long. It’s too early to be thinking about using traps to deal with other survivors.”

"Ha, that's true. Your house is our target, the big farm in Mazefak. I absolutely love that place!"

Eugene muttered excitedly, then leaned back in his chair and asked Gavin.

"By the way, quarterback, how many cows do you own?"

"ox?"

Upon hearing this, Gavin pondered for a moment and then spoke.

“I have bought cattle several times over the years. The last time I bought cattle was three years ago when I replenished the farm with 8,000 Angus cattle.”

"However, in the last two years, the influence and commercial revenue brought by the four and five consecutive championships have been too high. I haven't had time to pay attention to the farm, but there should be at least tens of thousands of head left."

"Tens of thousands?!"

Eugene immediately put on an exaggerated expression like the Mask and said excitedly.

"Wuhu, haha, you could eat your fill for a lifetime! And what about the horses? Such a big farm must have racehorses, right? What places have your horses won in races?"

Eugene pressed Gavin for an answer, which made Gavin roll his eyes.

"What a load of bullshit rankings."

Gavin cursed and continued.

“Over the years, I’ve only been responsible for buying land. My dad has been in charge of the management and construction of the farm. He has no experience in raising racehorses, so the development of the racecourse has been mediocre, and the racehorses have only won third place twice at the Austin Racecourse.”

Upon hearing this, Eugene grinned.

"Getting a ranking is already pretty good, haha. I'll have to pick a good horse next time. To hell with it, I'll never actually ride a famous horse!"

Eugene cursed expectantly and rubbed his thigh hard, the part that often rubbed against his thigh while riding a horse.

Time passed slowly as they chatted, and before long, the two turned off the side road and returned to the highway.

Upon seeing the Tyrannosaurus Rex appear, Madison had already gotten out of the car and was waiting. When the Tyrannosaurus Rex drove up to him, he couldn't wait to ask.

"So, boss, where does that lead?"

"A manor, probably hosting a RV party last night, with more people than expected, but it's not bad as an emergency campsite."

Gavin explained, then pointed to the RV and continued.

"Go back to the car, Old Mike, we should get going."

"okay."

Madison nodded happily and returned to the RV with Eugene, who had gotten out of the car, and continued towards Koscana.

Between Ennis and Costa Rica lies not a purely open forest and fertile plain.

The two cars had traveled less than four kilometers from the intersection when Gavin saw a few scattered zombies wandering the road ahead.

These zombies all had a very similar style, wearing only pajamas, and one of them was completely naked.

This is quite consistent with the timing of the zombie outbreak, since the zombie crisis broke out at 3 a.m., when people were mutating in their dreams.

William's half-old father was only wearing his pajamas top.

As for Eugene's claim that his older sister lost her shoe while running away...

Gavin actually thought his older sister might not be wearing shoes at all, or even less.

After all, in America, many people like to wear socks to bed, and even more prefer to sleep naked.

That naked zombie on the road is probably one of the naked sleeping party members.

Upon seeing the zombies, Gavin narrowed his eyes knowingly.

He wasn't surprised by the appearance of the zombies, because they were about to pass a motel.

Along many highways in the United States, there are motels right next to the road, which often also have many other amenities such as auto repair shops, gas stations, convenience stores, and small bars.

Gavin didn't stop for the zombies or the motel; he drove straight there in his RV.

Inside the RV, Madison looked at the motels flashing past the right window and asked Eugene suspiciously.

"Hey, Red Hair, what happened between you and the boss? Why didn't the boss stop the car? He should have stopped to check the situation!"

"Oh? Really? I didn't tell you?"

Upon hearing this, Eugene began to exaggerate the story of Albert's phone call.

Upon learning that Gavin actually had an acquaintance who could call him, everyone was initially surprised, but then they all took out their phones at the same time.

This time, they didn't just contact their families; they started bombarding their contact lists.

Mass texting, phone calls—they tried every method imaginable. But just five or six minutes later, their signal was completely cut off.

Meanwhile, Gavin, sitting inside the Tyrannosaurus Rex, looked at the two groups of buildings on either side of the road ahead and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He no longer had to worry about whether they could find a suitable campsite if they couldn't get through the Costa Rica!
At this moment, to Gavin's left is a large feed sales center.

Most farms in the Texas Big Triangle of Dallas, San Antonio, and Houston purchase their feed here.

Since Gavin has focused on cultivating his star status in recent years, he has not been involved in farm management.

So Gavin was unaware that he was actually the biggest customer of this feed center.

After all, the 6666 ranch in Texas, which is larger than Gavin's, is closer to Oklahoma, and they prefer to source feed from the vicinity of Oklahoma.

Besides Ranch 6666, there are no ranches in Texas larger than Ranch Gavin.

It is important to know that every large feed sales and processing center is inevitably surrounded by vast corn and soybean plantations.

The farmland in front of us, which relies on the feed processing center, stretches as far as the eye can see!
It's only February now, far from the planting season. Apart from a few mobile greenhouses, all the corn and soybean fields are still barren.

With such a large wasteland surrounding him, Gavin believed that even if tens of thousands of zombies came, he could drive his car through the field and leave them completely disoriented!

As for the daily necessities in this area?

Then there's even less to worry about, because right across from the feed sales point, on the right-hand side of the road, is a small town with hundreds of households.

If you can find a way to lure the zombies out of the town, the town will become a place where you can do whatever you want.

Besides, what difference would it make if there were no town?
Don't forget, this is where they sell animal feed. If they really starve to the point of desperation, they can still eat animal feed!

What? If cattle and horses can eat this feed, why can't humans?

Who isn't a beast of burden?

Gavin felt much more relaxed, and he even subtly increased his speed.

And so the two cars continued on their way, soon arriving at a town even smaller than Palmer.

As they approached the town, Gavin gradually slowed down and parked the car about 170 meters from the gas station.

As soon as the car stopped, Madison jogged over to Gavin and said to him with a worried expression.

"Boss, the cell phone signal is down!"

"Is it?"

Gavin hadn't used his phone and didn't know about the signal problem, so he took out his phone and opened various apps, and sure enough, there was no network.

After calling Madison and confirming that the call wouldn't go through, Gavin shrugged and said...

“Old Albert is really lucky.”

"Yes, he's really lucky. Eugene told us about his story after he came back."

Madison nodded repeatedly, his face filled with worry and emotion.

"After hearing his story, we quickly called every contact in our address book, but the signal was completely cut off after only a few minutes!"

"If your old acquaintance had called just ten minutes later, they might not have been able to get in touch with you at all."

"Oh, right, he's still sick, isn't he?"

"Well, this time I'm not sure if he's really lucky or not. After all, his luck is mixed with a bit of misfortune, sigh..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Madison spread his hands and looked at the gas station in the distance.

With his naked eye, he could see a zombie wandering around the gas station, between two gas pumps.

At the same time, Gavin put away his phone and said softly.

"If it's disconnected, it's disconnected. Without management and maintenance, much more than just the internet will disappear. We must learn to adapt."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin pointed to the gas station and continued.

"Getting back to the main point, Old Mai mentioned the issue of women's products earlier..."

After a moment of silence, Gavin chuckled and patted Madison on the back.

"I honestly didn't know you were such a thoughtful person, but you're right, we should get some sanitary napkins or something."

"But I must emphasize that this situation is different from before. There is more than one employee at this gas station, and the town is only about 100 meters south of the gas station."

“If dealing with the staff causes a disturbance, it will trigger a chain reaction.”

"So Madison will drive the RV, and Eugene will drive the Tyrannosaurus Rex. You guys get in the cars and prepare to help me escape. This time, I'll do it myself!"

(End of this chapter)