Doomsday America.

Chapter 294 Large-Scale Events

Under Ivan's deadly forced drinking, the light in Kobayashi Shinya's eyes disappeared in just a few minutes.

He was already slumped over on the sofa, completely unsteady on his feet.

Fortunately, Kobayashi is a very good drinker; when he gets drunk, he just sits there and sleeps, without making a scene. So, seeing Kobayashi pass out so quickly, Gavin had no choice but to ask Ivan to take him back to his room for another nap.

Gavin watched as Kobayashi was taken away by Ivan, sat on the sofa for a while, then got up and walked towards the ward.

He should take a look at Richard.

Gavin wasn't too worried about the other astronauts, since Richard was there to back them up.

When they will turn into zombies is unknown, but if they do, the first one to turn should be the injured Richard. So as long as Richard is alright for the time being, the others should theoretically be fine.

A moment later, Gavin gently knocked on Richard's hospital room door.

"Um?"

Hearing the knocking, Anna, the manager in the ward, stood up curiously, went to the door, and opened it.

Upon seeing Gavin, Anna was slightly surprised, then smiled and said:

"Boss, it's you."

"Yes, I came to see you."

As Gavin responded, his gaze fell on Anna's severed arm.

The weather in Texas has been getting better and better these days, and the temperature has risen quite quickly.

Aside from wearing coats in the mornings and evenings, most of the guys in the camp were only wearing light clothing, and some had even started wearing short sleeves. Anna was also only wearing a loose T-shirt, which was particularly large with a huge Stitch pattern. It was draped diagonally over Anna's body, not only making Stitch lie diagonally on Anna's chest, but also exposing half of Anna's left shoulder.

Anna didn't care. As she opened the door, she reached out and picked up the small axe by the door, then said to Gavin.

"You came to see us, didn't you? You came to see Richard himself, didn't you? This astronaut is especially afraid of pain, boss. This morning, after the effects of the alcohol wore off, he cried out in pain for two hours before finally falling asleep." As she said this, Anna wiped her face with the back of her hand that was gripping the axe handle; she was a little sleepy.

During this time, she had been recuperating at the camp, and besides that, there wasn't much work to do, which bored this former hard-working hotel manager to no end. It wasn't until yesterday and last night, when Thomas brought Richard to the ward and assigned her the task of watching over him, that Anna finally found some enjoyment in her work. To prevent Richard from suddenly turning into a zombie, Anna asked William for handcuffs and cuffed Richard's wrists to his hospital bed, then stayed there watching over him. From yesterday until now, Anna had only slept for three hours. It wasn't that Thomas had asked her to do anything; she simply enjoyed the feeling of having a mission. If she wasn't persistent enough, how could Anna, without any family connections, be the manager of a landmark hotel in Dallas? Many Americans are hardworking; after all, many Americans work three jobs a day, and Anna was one of them. She was exceptionally diligent; even when Gavin came to the ward, she was still keeping a close eye on Richard with her small axe.

Gavin then focused his gaze on Anna's severed arm and asked her in a low voice.

"Great, Anna, you look much more energetic than before. How's your injury?"

"Yeah, boss, the butler found me some work. I finally have something to do, so I feel much more energetic now," Anna replied with a smile, while raising her severed arm to show Gavin.

"As for my injury, well, it's really not a pleasant feeling to be missing an arm. Many things that weren't a problem before have become problems now. Even putting on my underwear has become much more difficult for me." Anna couldn't help but lick her lips as she said this.

She hadn't had a life for almost two months, and the phantom pain in her hands from time to time made her lose interest in having fun.

Moreover, Anna, too embarrassed to borrow erotic DVDs from field staff and even more ashamed to watch them in a theater, no longer had the strength to even read erotic magazines with only one hand. Therefore, Anna was truly sexually frustrated and quite repressed.

As she placed her severed hand into Gavin's, letting him pinch the swollen, red lump at the end of her forearm, she couldn't help but gaze at Gavin's jawline and beard, and involuntarily licked her lips again. "Look, look, boss, isn't my little lump kind of cute? Like Doraemon~"

"Boss, you can squeeze it! It feels pretty good. I don't hurt much anymore, so don't worry about hurting me. Boss, squeeze it! Come on, come on~" Anna kept placing the little fleshy lump at the end of her arm in Gavin's hand and turning it around, letting Gavin feel its soft, chewy texture. And you know what? Aside from being a little swollen and having a few capillaries that looked slightly menacing, the little fleshy lump actually felt really good to the touch. Gavin couldn't resist giving it a couple of gentle squeezes.

Seeing Gavin actually squeeze the fleshy mound, Anna let out a soft breath, then, like a child, wiggled her elbow and said cheerfully, "How is it, boss? It feels amazing, right? It just doesn't look very pretty right now."

"But I asked Old Bert, and he said that those unsightly capillaries on my fleshy mass will disappear once my injury is completely healed. At that time, the skin of my fleshy mass will return to its original state, just like my skin."

"My skin is what I'm most proud of. I've always taken good care of it. I've used quite a few face masks from our estate, and I've even used some on my little chubby one!" "So, boss, do you think my skin is worthy of all those face masks?"

At this point, Anna gently bent her remaining elbow, using it and the fleshy part of her arm to hold Gavin's hand and help him sit down on the hospital bed. As she sat down, she chuckled and curled up her left leg, placing her left foot under her bottom, leaving only her right leg on the ground in a slipper.

Her upper body leaned towards Gavin, letting her wide dress fall even further, causing Stitch to continue sliding down her chest, her fair breasts becoming somewhat veiled. She rested her white shoulder against Gavin's chest, her gaze fixed on his profile as she tilted her head back. *Inhale…exhale…*

Anna couldn't help but gasp.

Gavin truly lives up to his name. Even setting aside his five-time football championship title, this man is no less impressive than the succubus Aragorn from Lord of the Rings. That stubble, that mature, steady, and reliable gaze—it's truly… truly…

"Cough cough..."

As Anna drew closer and closer, about to fall into his arms, her breathing grew heavier.

Gavin rolled his eyes in exasperation.

Damn, why does Anna seem even more depressed than she did twenty days ago?

While inwardly complaining, Gavin raised his hand and placed it on Anna's shoulder, whispering:

"Oh, right, Anna, I have some good news to tell you."

"Nikita's pregnant! Haha, I'm going to be a father! You didn't know that, did you?"

"what?"

As soon as Gavin finished speaking, Anna, who had almost squeezed into his arms, suddenly froze, then pushed herself away as if realizing what she had done. Good heavens, what a foolish thing she had almost done—attempting to seduce a married man!

Anna felt both frustrated and embarrassed.

Of course, seducing a married man isn't a big deal; after all, if he weren't married, there wouldn't be anything worth seducing. But if she were to rush into seducing her boss's wife who was newly pregnant, it would not only be immoral, but also make her seem too hasty and cheap! Anna snapped back to reality, then casually sat up straight, pointing her small axe at Richard, and said to Gavin, "My God, Nikita's pregnant! That girl's so young, yet she has such a good belly!"

"Boss, do you prefer a boy or a girl? I've got plenty of free time lately, so I can prepare some pretty little toys for your future child." "If it's a boy, I'll give him some handguns. I can exchange some nice handguns with the field agents for spare parts."

"And if it's a girl, we don't have any female children in our camp yet. I can ask the field staff to help me change into some pretty little clothes, and Barbie dolls and stuff. Every girl needs her own Barbie!" Anna finished speaking, placed the axe on her lap, and then used her uninjured arm to gently smooth the stray hairs at her temples, trying to ease her tension and embarrassment. Gavin patted Anna's shoulder reassuringly and responded with a smile.

"Then thank you for the gift on behalf of my child, Anna. As for now, let me see how Richard is doing."

As he spoke, Gavin got up and went to Richard's bedside.

He had assumed Richard was still unconscious, but as he approached, Richard exhaled and suddenly turned to look at him.

Anna was startled when she saw Richard move, and she quickly reduced her already light breathing even further.

Gavin nodded to Richard, then asked...

"I thought you were still unconscious, Richard."

"Hmm, if you need me, I can actually remain unconscious for another half hour, Devourer..."

Richard chuckled and then couldn't help but gasp.

My shoulder hurts.

Upon hearing Richard's words, before Gavin could speak, Anna, who was standing to the side, laughed and teased Richard.

"Stop messing around, Richard. If you need to be unconscious to cooperate with us, then given the boss's physique, half an hour definitely won't be enough. I bet at least fifty minutes!" "Right, boss?"

Anna mischievously nudged Gavin's elbow with the fleshy part of her arm.

Gavin chuckled and shook his head, then unceremoniously boasted.

"Fifty minutes? It's five hours!"

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha!"

This made Anna and Richard laugh. After they finished laughing, Richard, enduring the pain, lay on the bed and moved his hands. With the sound of handcuffs clattering against the bed frame, Richard raised his handcuffed hands and said helplessly.

"Boss Gavin, could I request to change the handcuffs to something else? These metal handcuffs really don't feel good on my hands. Could you use softer strips of cloth instead?" "Besides, I suggest Anna not use an axe to guard me. It makes me too nervous. How about a baseball bat, or a golf club?" "Sure, I completely agree to your suggestion. This doesn't even need the boss's approval; I'll take care of it myself!"

Anna readily agreed to Richard's request, and the two then chatted with Gavin for about ten minutes in a cheerful atmosphere. Gavin also discussed some future plans with Richard before leaving the ward and returning to the lobby. When he returned, William was already sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Seeing him approach, William quickly stood up and spoke to Gavin.

"Boss, I've found out. Those two guys didn't try to hide anything at all. They found out with just a little questioning."

"Oh? Really? So where did they find the marijuana?"

Upon hearing this, Gavin sat back down on his sofa, picked up the rest of his coffee, and drank it all in one gulp.

At this point, only William and Gavin remained in the hall. The other awakened men went outside the manor to walk around the area with the animals, helping to collect eggs or take care of the cattle and horses.

As Gavin sat down, William's expression turned grim. He leaned slightly closer to Gavin and whispered something.

"Boss, this marijuana case involves a wide range of people. Just from what those two revealed, the number of people involved has reached twelve, and most of them are field agents." At this point, William's scalp tingled, and his face darkened further…

He continued speaking to Gavin.

"According to the two men, they obtained their marijuana from Lucien, who discovered it at a rancher's house while exploring other farms in the area with his crew!" "It is alleged that Lucien found at least eighteen kilograms of marijuana this time, and those involved include everyone from Granite Beach, a cowboy from Ranch 6666, two women working in the kitchen, and the Baron..."

At this point, William sighed dejectedly.

The camp only has so many people, yet the number of people using marijuana is almost one-tenth of the total population...

The key point is that Gavin's staunch anti-marijuana stance meant that this group consciously avoided Gavin and William's eyes throughout the entire process of discovering and distributing marijuana. They rolled the marijuana into cigarettes and secretly smoked them in their rooms at night. As long as they weren't unable to get out of bed, it was difficult for people to notice anything amiss. Even daytime fatigue was often attributed to exhaustion from working tirelessly in the apocalypse; who would suspect marijuana? Moreover, Gavin hadn't been at the camp during the day for the past week, which emboldened them, and the spread of marijuana accelerated. Initially, only Lucien, who discovered the marijuana, and his two field agents were smoking it.

But as time went by, marijuana quickly spread further and further.

If those two idiots hadn't come and exposed themselves to Gavin today, who knows how many people would have been infected by the time Gavin found out. Even the dozen or so people they have now is no small number.

So much so that Gavin was silent for several seconds after hearing the number!

And a few seconds later...

Under William's anxious expression.

Gavin took a deep breath, then gently tapped his knee and gave William instructions.

"William, first bring Eugene, Martin, and Edward here, then bring everyone involved in marijuana use here."

"Looks like I need to have a serious talk with them!"