Doomsday America.

Chapter 288 Maintain Pride

Gavin drifted along in the sea of ​​people, being lifted up, put down, tossed about, and caught.

The cheers of his buddies, coupled with the ever-changing feeling of falling, actually made Gavin more sober.

Until the guys had completely released all the pent-up energy they had been holding in.

Until they lifted Gavin up and placed him on the very center table.

Gavin finally had a moment to stand firmly on the table and look around at the extremely crowded, equally excited crowd.

He raised his hands, waving them as he spoke loudly.

"What better time to serve the food than now, my friends?"

"For the safe return of our astronauts, for the continued growth of our entire group, today, apart from necessary guard duty, I demand that every one of you... drink until you drop!" "Come on, bring out the drinks, bring out as many as possible! If anyone is still sober enough to chat with me tonight, it must be because I did something wrong to prevent them from having a good time!" "Let the music play, let the dancing continue, let this moment be filled with joy, let tonight be a night of revelry!"

At this point, Gavin raised his hands high and shouted an exaggerated shout to his men.

This flamboyant style is precisely what makes American parties so exciting.

Suddenly, the party began in earnest, skipping the initial build-up and jumping straight into its climax. Doris and Jon, along with their crew, kept bringing out food, using steamers and ovens as serving dishes and piling everything on. The crew drank and laughed heartily, the aromas of various dishes and the lingering scent of alcohol filling the entire restaurant.

And Gavin.

Seeing that the waiters were becoming increasingly dazed, he finally got down from the table.

Seeing Gavin land, Winnie grabbed a small rag and pounced on him, wrapping her arms around his waist as she casually wiped the table.

While wiping, she avoided Nikita's gaze, brought her small mouth close to Gavin's ear, and whispered something.

"Boss, this party's so much fun, can I have a few drinks too?"

"Haha, drink up, but don't drink too much, kid."

Gavin pinched Winnie's cheek, then released her and helped her clear the table.

The table was covered in footprints, left by Charlie and himself, but nobody cared about that at the moment.

After a quick wipe, Doris and the others set out the food, and Gavin quickly grabbed a pork leg and started gnawing on it.

Before drinking, he liked to have a little something to eat, so that he could eat more while his buddies were having a good time and not rushing to toast him. As Gavin was gnawing on a pork leg, Thomas quietly stepped out from the crowded room and sat down next to Gavin.

As Thomas's butler approached, Gavin casually picked up a beef rib and placed it on Thomas's plate.

Seeing this, Thomas smiled and then picked up his knife and fork to skillfully cut the bone-in beef ribs.

As he was dividing things, Thomas leaned closer to Gavin and whispered something.

"Boss, I've spoken to Edward. He won't drink too much today, but he'll be keeping an eye on... the astronauts!!"

At this point, Thomas raised his head, squinting as he looked at the astronauts who were being surrounded by the crowd.

Today's party is for the astronauts; they are the absolute stars, and Gavin won't try to steal their thunder. Besides, they were the first to drink, and their tipsy state naturally makes them the darlings of the moment.

As for Gavin...

He nodded slightly in response to Thomas's words.

"With Edward watching over things, I feel much more at ease. The astronauts... after all, they didn't personally experience the moment of the full-scale zombie outbreak, and now they're destined to come into contact with the surface zombie fungal spores, so who knows when... they might mutate!"

"I have to admit, they've become dangerous elements among us, so not just today, but until any one of them mutates into a zombie, we must keep a close eye on them!" "Besides the five at the party, let me think, isn't Anna, the manager of the Dallas Hotel, still recovering from her injuries? You... give her a gun and a small hammer in her room." "Have her use those weapons to monitor Richard, who also needs to recover, in her spare time, to prevent Richard from turning into a zombie without our knowledge and bringing disaster upon us." At this point, Gavin sighed softly, then glanced at the astronauts.

He sincerely hoped that these guys returning from the sky could not only survive the hardships of landing, but also the effects of the zombie fungus. But that was not a reason for him to allow the astronauts to move freely in the camp.

The astronauts nowadays are indeed dangerous carriers that could turn into zombies at any time. Although I wouldn't imprison them, I must keep a close eye on them! And Thomas.

After receiving Gavin's authorization, Thomas pondered for a moment, then responded in a low voice.

"Sir, Anna alone isn't enough to ensure safety. I think I need to... explain this to all the administrative staff." "From today onwards, whenever an astronaut operates alone, we will send an administrative staff member to accompany him, both for protection and to keep an eye on him."

"Only by being more secure can we more likely avoid certain problems, right?"

"Um."

Upon hearing this, Gavin nodded.

"Do as you wish."

"I see."

Thomas nodded in response and then slowly began to eat his steak, but before they had taken more than a few bites, the person offering the toast rushed over.

Eugene, carrying two large bottles of beer, sat down to Gavin's right, laughing, and handed the bottles to Gavin and Thomas.

"Come on, come on, let's drink! Why are you two hiding so far away? Haha, come and have a drink with me!"

"Haha, no problem."

For Gavin, the feast had truly begun, starting around 2 PM and continuing until 11 PM. By then, there were hardly any people left in the camp who could still stand.

Ninety percent of the campers had already left, drunk, leaving only seventeen or eighteen people gathered at the largest table, feasting with Gavin. Nikita sat next to Gavin; she had also drunk quite a bit and felt particularly unwell in her stomach.

Drinking alcohol, actually, few people won't feel bad after drinking too much. It's just that the drunkenness washes away the pain and incidentally dilutes the troubles. Nikita, drunk, leaned close to Gavin's arms and playfully stuck her tongue out at Winnie.

Winnie was so angry that her teeth itched when she saw Nikita sticking her tongue out at her!

She was the one who arrived first!

She is!

Damn it, why did Mom have her second child? If she were the older sister, if she were the same age as her brother, she'd definitely fuck that sexy bastard Gavin to death! As for now…

Winnie could only avoid Nikita's provocative gaze, clutching her wine glass and muttering to herself.

"She's drunk. Let's not argue with her; she's had too much to drink!"

That's true, Nikita is indeed remarkably mature. So, when Nikita displays an immaturity befitting her age, it means she's really drunk. Nikita, seeing Winnie avert her gaze, immediately and happily grabbed Gavin's hand.

"Ha, look, she dodged it! That little bitch who's always trying to steal my man dodged it!"

"etc!"

At this point, Nikita froze for a moment, then looked at Gavin in shock and said:

"You're my man, Gavin, you...she's trying to steal you away, waaaaah!"

"You bastard, don't leave me! Damn it, I've lost my dad, my mom, and my brother, waaaah... I only have you left, you jerk!" With that, Nikita sobbed and threw herself into Gavin's arms.

Her crying stunned the guys who were bragging.

Edward rolled his eyes helplessly as he fiddled with the knife in his hand.

This wasn't the first person to cry tonight. Ever since the apocalypse, at every party, at least one in five people who get drunk ends up sobbing uncontrollably. After all, many sorrows that have long been subjectively forgotten always resurface when emotions run wild. Not far from Gavin, Bella, watching Nikita sob uncontrollably, paused for a moment, then shoved her plate aside and shouted at Gavin, "Boss, are you bullying Nikita? If you dare bully that kid, I absolutely won't allow it! You sexy bastard, come at me if you dare! What's the point of bullying Nikita?!" "Huh? Come at you? If Satan heard this, he'd praise you for being so wicked!"

Eugene chuckled as he lay on the table, and then kicked Bella.

Bella promptly kicked back, and the two actually started wrestling next to the table.

Watching the two wrestling...

Or rather, watching the two of them wrestle for only a couple of seconds before falling to the ground, unable to get up, Gavin shook his head with amusement, then patted Nikita's back in his arms. "Nikita, how could I bear to lose you? Don't you know that? I've gotten used to your little snores."

"Snoring? Snoring! I don't snore! No! I don't like snoring... Ugh... Ugh... Wait!"

Nikita, still half-asleep, mumbled in response to Gavin's words, then suddenly covered her mouth and quickly escaped from his arms. She strode towards the restaurant exit.

But the distance was too far, and her movement to get up seemed too hasty.

So after running two steps, she suddenly vomited under another table.

Seeing that Nikita had vomited under the table, Gavin quickly stood up.

While holding onto Winnie's shoulder to steady himself, he shook his head to stay alert, then strode towards Nikita.

At the dining table behind him, the people looking at Nikita's minister were stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.

Nikita actually drank herself to death, which is quite rare.

Gavin went over and helped Nikita up, taking the little girl back to the bedroom. He cleaned her up and then put her to bed to rest. After dealing with Nikita's situation, Gavin left the bedroom to find that Doris and the others had already cleaned up her vomit. Even at the most lively party, there are always some people who can't drink alcohol, such as the kitchen staff and the guards.

Doris was a clean person, and even though the party was in progress, she couldn't stand the smell of vomit in the restaurant, so she kept having people clean up. Watching Doris clean up the vomit, and then looking at Gavin who had just returned, old Bert smiled in his chair, grabbed Gavin's sleeve as he passed by, and pulled him to sit down beside him. He then spoke to Abraham and the Baron beside him, still holding Gavin's sleeve.

"Gavin, look at Doris. I haven't seen such a virtuous woman in a long time. You still need a woman like that in the house!" "Yes, haha, I had a woman like that when I was young, but I didn't cherish her. I thought they were boring back then, so I dedicated my youth to alluring red lips!" The old baron raised his glass and took a sip while echoing old Bert's words.

At large parties like this, which last a long time, these older men, with their extensive drinking experience, actually became the ones who could drink the most—the kind who would sway but never completely pass out. As for Anne Bonnet of Ranch 6666, this old lady, having not drunk any alcohol, was now sitting there kindly watching Gavin. She unceremoniously reached out and gently ruffled Gavin's much-grown medium-length hair, smiling as she spoke.

"Don't listen to those old men's nonsense, Gavin. Nikita is a wonderful girl. I haven't seen such a wonderful girl in a long time. Of course, Winnie is also very good." "You're a lucky guy, really lucky, because after losing everything, you quickly gained even more."

"But even if you are lucky, you can't take God's gifts for granted; you have to cherish everything you have."

"Treat Nikita and Winnie well. I can't even describe it. Anyway, the law is long gone. I support you in not letting down anyone who loves you." With that, Mrs. Anne released Gavin and then pushed her wheelchair.

"You guys continue, friends. This old lady is exhausted. I need to... take a rest."

"This is a fantastic party, really, I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time."

"I'm leaving."

At this point, the old lady pushed her wheelchair away from the dining area.

Upon seeing this, Gavin shook his head, stood up, and casually pushed the old lady's wheelchair, laughing.

"I'll take you there, Annie."

"Okay, Gavin, that's what you should do. Who told you to get all our kids drunk?"

"You made my nephew throw up three times, and you got my cowboy completely drunk. If you don't take me home, who will? You can't expect an old lady like me to go home by myself, can you?" Annie teased, letting Gavin push her out of the restaurant.

As she walked, she listened with a blissful expression to the final cheers emanating from the restaurant area.

"Hehe."

The laughter made the old lady chuckle along, and then she patted Gavin's hand.

"Isn't it quite interesting?"

She said to Gavin.

"Although the world is facing its end, human civilization is also coming to an end and awaiting reshaping."

"But... under your guidance, this process not only didn't encounter any growing pains, but... it seems we've found something new that can support us moving forward, something far more interesting than the unchanging cannibalistic society of the past."

"So, Gavin, tell the old lady, when you look at everything before you, when you look at everything you've created, do you feel proud?" "Tell me, do you feel proud?"

At this point, the old lady tilted her head back and looked at Gavin intently.

Gavin looked down at the old woman's loose skin, his gaze lingering on her cloudy yet powerful eyes, and softly replied, "I have always been proud, and deeply honored."

"That's good, then I'm relieved. Gavin, no matter what, don't forget your pride, and don't let your pride lead you to the filth and sin I've seen so much in the past!" Upon receiving Gavin's response, the old lady took a deep breath and then wearily rubbed her eyes.

For some reason, she seemed to be having trouble seeing things.

But not seeing clearly isn't a big deal. After all, what she saw clearly in her youth was only the continuous decline of the family's younger members and the constant attacks from outsiders on the Bonnet family. The old lady rose from the bottom of the family's succession line to the very end, ultimately becoming the head of the Bonnet family and the ruler of hundreds of thousands of acres of land on the 6666 Ranch. She didn't rely on being indecisive, did she?

Thinking of this, the old lady wearily rubbed her eyes...

Strange, why do I feel...so tired?

But I also feel a little relaxed?

Suddenly, the old lady grabbed Gavin's hand, tilted her head back, and looked at him with her blurry eyes, saying each word seriously, "Perhaps I've said too much, or perhaps what I said annoyed you."

"But no matter what, my child, you... remember to stay proud."

"You should know just how much you possess now. If you so desire, the current camp and the future, inevitably larger camp, will become whatever you wish it to be!" "If you need apples, you can mold it into the Garden of Eden; if you need venomous snakes, believe me, everyone around you will readily become the venomous snakes that satisfy you!" "You are the master here, even if you are only the master of a hundred or so people, you are still a master, a leader in this apocalypse, and a future king!" "And I wish you good fortune in battle, my child."

"Take me back to my room, I need to get some sleep."

"I... really should get some sleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady lowered her head and stared blankly at her bedroom door without waiting for Gavin's reply.

Gavin smiled and nodded to the old lady, then pushed her through the door while massaging her shoulders, and said with a smile.

"I understand, Annie. Don't worry. If I were going to degenerate into someone else, I would have done it long ago. Why would I wait until now?" "Trust me, you will see the changes I make for the camp and the future of humanity. I will lead us very far."

"Get some rest. This kind of lively party seems a bit too much for an old person like you."

"Let's go fishing tomorrow. I haven't gone fishing in ages, and you haven't taken a walk outside the manor in a long time, have you?"

After saying that, Gavin helped the old lady back to her bed, where she lay down to sleep fully clothed.

Seeing the old lady fall asleep in the blink of an eye, Gavin's eyes suddenly showed a hint of worry. He then gently checked the old lady's breathing. Thankfully, the old lady's breathing was surprisingly strong.

With that, Gavin left the old lady's bedroom with peace of mind.

What he didn't know was that right after he left...

Grandma Anne woke up quietly, then slowly found her most beautiful clothes and put them on with great effort. Only then did she lie back down in bed and peacefully fall asleep.

It was unusually quiet.