Doomsday America.

Chapter 311 The Gradual Growth of Baikalism

Chapter 311 The Gradual Growth of Baikalism

"Awooo————"

He was held by the fur around his neck and not allowed to move, while Gavin vigorously wiped him with the saddle cloth.

After letting out two pitiful howls, the wolf king finally pulled up its hind legs and began to struggle.

The struggling wolf king left the dozens of men on the riverbank completely dumbfounded!

Is that a wolf? It must be a wolf!

But—why does it look so much like a dog?

Are they really wolves?

Amidst the bewildered gazes of his men, Gavin briefly released the wolf king and began wringing out the water from the saddlecloth in his hands.

Seeing this, Adriana, not far away, rummaged through her saddlebag for a moment, then took out a thick towel and tossed it to Gavin from a distance, saying...

"Boss, there's no saddlebag on your saddle. You can't wipe the water off him just by sitting on the saddle cloth."

"This rag is what I use to wash horses. I've only used it two or three times. It's still quite absorbent. You can take it and use it."

""

As soon as she finished speaking, Gavin caught the rag that was coming towards him, and then, in the wolf king's terrified eyes, he grabbed the scruff of its neck, lifted it up and shook it.

"Awoooooo!"

Suddenly, the wolf king let out an extremely pitiful howl, which caused a small commotion among the wolf pack on the opposite bank of the river.

How could the wolf pack not be restless? Their leader's cries for mercy were almost continuous!

Gavin couldn't understand wolf language, but the wolves could. Their leader wasn't calling for help; he was begging for mercy!

Those two-legged creatures are truly terrifying!

Gavin, on the other hand, simply picked up the giant wolf and began vigorously wiping its belly.

After finally wiping the water off its belly, Gavin put the wolf king back on the ground.

While grabbing the wolf king's fur to prevent the trembling wolf king from escaping, he used his free left hand to rummage through his pockets.

A moment later, he pulled out a bag of jerky, which Jonathan had left for him. Jonathan had prepared a lot of dried jerky to feed the dogs, and Gavin also used it to feed his ravens.

As for now, these things can be used to appease the wolf king in front of us.

Seeing Gavin bring the jerky to his mouth, especially after Gavin's hand landed next to his.

The wolf king instinctively bared its teeth!

There was no way around it; after all, he was a wolf, not a dog. Besides, even a dog might bare its teeth in a show of force when a stranger reaches out to it.

However, after a brief baring of its teeth, the wolf king quickly controlled its expression, letting its furry lips completely cover its teeth.

He knew this wasn't the time for him to show off, especially since he had led the wolf pack on a long migration of hundreds of miles, not to flaunt his power with Gavin!

He was just trying to make a living, and now he's finally getting something to eat!

With that thought in mind, the wolf king turned his gaze to the jerky in Gavin's hand.

Isn't it a cookie?

Pity!

But dried meat—

It's not impossible!

In an instant, the wolf king wanted to open its mouth and bite into the jerky.

Gavin had been watching it closely. The way it bared its teeth earlier had already made Gavin wary, and now that it opened its mouth, Gavin instinctively reached out and gently slapped the wolf king.

Snapped!

After a moment, the wolf king's eyes suddenly became blank, and he looked at Gavin with his mouth slightly open in confusion.

After chuckling, Gavin made sure the wolf king had no intention of attacking him, then held the jerky in his hand to the wolf king's mouth.

Upon seeing the jerky getting closer to him, the wolf king stared blankly for a moment, his mind racing with thoughts.

So, if you get slapped, you get to eat jerky?

That way, although it's a bit embarrassing, it might not be a bad idea.

So the wolf king stared wide-eyed as he ate the jerky, then quickly moved his wolf face closer to Gavin, wishing Gavin would do it a couple more times.

As a star wolf in the animal sanctuary, Wolf King had been sedated by sanctuary staff more than a dozen times before becoming the alpha wolf. He also had the experience of living in captivity for more than two months due to severe injuries.

He believed he understood humans well enough and didn't mind Gavin's approach and feeding.

Or rather, when he met Gavin, he was the one who was very happy.

Because he finally saw the two-legged creature that had healed him again!

At that time, when the apocalypse had just begun, the Wolf King was unaware of what was happening. All he knew was that the smell of his friends who had treated his injuries and fed him delicious food suddenly changed.

Those friends never appeared again; their footprints and scents vanished from the grasslands. In just one night, the wolf king lost many friends and could never again savor the delightful taste of chewing biscuits.

It wasn't until Gavin and his group suddenly appeared that the Wolf King finally noticed signs of new friends. It turned out that some of the two-legged creatures had normal scents, and their attitude towards him and the wolf pack was as friendly as ever.

And so, after Gavin and his group left, the wolf king led the pack on an unimaginable great migration, directly following the direction Gavin had gone, searching along paths that should have been completely untraceable, and finally managed to find the scent left behind by Gavin and his group in several towns in central Texas.

During this journey, they trekked for nearly a week and encountered several other wolf packs, at one point increasing their numbers to around 340.

However, at the same time, they were attacked by zombie dogs and zombie jaguars more than once.

Of course, more often than not, the wolf pack, led by its alpha wolf, actively attacked wild animals that showed no reaction whatsoever to them.

The wolf pack didn't understand what zombies were; all he knew was that the wild beasts had become strange, and he particularly loathed such beasts, regardless of whether they were his own kind!

Thus, the wolf pack, which once expanded to 340 members, suffered continuous losses in various operations, and has now dwindled to only 170 or 180 members.

And just now—okay.

Their pursuit of the cattle and their subsequent being pursued by them resulted in the loss of more than a dozen of their companions.

The speed of the bison herd was no joke; they were not much slower than a pack of wolves, and their numbers were far too exaggerated, creating a chaotic scene. More than one wolf had its spine crushed by the bison, falling to the ground and dying on the spot or struggling to survive.

In short, the wolf king and his pack had suffered a lot before seeing Gavin, which is why he resolutely swam across the river to Gavin's side after seeing him.

and----

Seeing Gavin continuing to rummage through his pockets for jerky to feed himself, the wolf king's previously fearful and bewildered gaze softened.

The two-legged creature in front of me is really nice; all I have to do is slap myself and it will give me something delicious.

Unlike the two-legged creatures of the past, who would either prick themselves with needles or wait until they were injured before coming over to give them snacks.

Tsk tsk, these two-legged creatures are really easy to deal with this time~

With this thought in mind, the wolf king was in a very good mood. After eating several pieces of jerky from Gavin, even his tail was stiffly wagging slightly.

Although the tip of its tail was still pointing towards the ground, the amplitude of its swing was much greater than that of a normal wolf.

As the wolf king struck this pose, the wolf pack on the opposite bank, having confirmed that the wolf king had surrendered, howled and rushed into the river, swimming towards Gavin in groups.

Listening to the howling of wolves all around, and watching the pack of wolves crossing the river.

Not far away, Thomas nervously spurred his horse forward a step, calling out to Gavin, "Boss!"

"fine."

Gavin responded from afar, then looked down at the wolf king in his hand.

The wolf king had just finished eating a piece of jerky and was now licking his lips, bending his neck to look back at his companions.

After glancing at him, Gavin shook his head with amusement, then waved to the men behind him.

"Did you bring any snacks with you? If so, take some out and share them with the wolves."

"They are all wolves that have had extensive contact with humans. Even if they are a little wilder than the wolves in the zoo, they all have a sense of friendliness towards humans in their bones. We can tame them very easily."

"Moreover, even if they can't be tamed, these wolves are like a gift from God, arriving near us when I needed them most."

"I was already worried about small animals like rabbits and mice, but wolves are excellent hunters. Even though these hunters might pose a threat to our cattle herd, we have too many cattle for the time being, so giving some to the wolves won't hurt."

"In short, their appearance is beneficial and harmless, and the wolf king's surrender has laid the foundation for their cooperative life with us."

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"So from today onwards, they're our pack, guys!"

Just as Gavin finished speaking, the wolf pack at the front had already swum across the river, which was only sixteen or seventeen meters wide, and came to Gavin's side.

They first cautiously confirmed that the wolf king was obedient, then rushed behind the wolf king, surrounded Gavin, and began to shake their fur wildly!

Brush brush!

Splash! Splash!

The sight of countless wolves neatly shaking their fur was like a light rain falling beside Gavin, forcing him to cover his face with his hands to shield himself from the splashing water droplets.

After shaking their fur, the wolves raised their heads one by one and stared quietly at Gavin, remaining motionless for a long time.

Click!

In the distance, Adriana, who had been watching this scene closely, took out her phone and snapped a picture of Gavin and the wolf pack.

The scene before her eyes truly shocked her. Besides Adriana taking photos, Abel and Arturo, who came to help, also showed expressions of "I knew it" after witnessing Gavin surrounded by wolves.

"Just as I suspected, Gavin really is Odin's incarnation on Earth!"

"That's right, Abel, you're absolutely right. Gavin is the King of Wolves, the Lord of Ravens, the God of War and Victory, the Lord of Thunder, the Lord of Spears, a wanderer who walks on land yet comes from Valhalla, the God of Gods, Odin!!!"

For a moment, Arturo couldn't help but begin to chant, and his voice, as his faith grew, gradually became ethereal and sacred.

His voice drew the attention of the men, who turned to look at him involuntarily. Despite their surprised gazes, Arturo, seemingly unfazed, became even more excited and continued speaking with greater fervor.

"This is America, not Jerusalem. This was never God's territory to begin with, and perhaps that's why God brought zombies to us. We are not God's closest children; God is our enemy!"

"But unlike God, Odin's gaze is always fixed on us. He doesn't favor the Hebrews like God does; instead, He looks equally at every brave and fearless hero, and every warrior who dies on the charge!"

"God has punished us, but Odin gives us hope and justice. Even though zombies and the apocalypse have taken everything from our past, Odin will still guide us. He will lead us out of the apocalypse, defeat the apocalypse, and create a future that truly belongs to us, just as he is gradually finding his raven and wolf and regaining his divine power, in the guise of Gavin!"

"Odin!"

"Honorable Odin!"

"Odin!"

"Fuck, what he's saying actually sounds kind of true!"

"Yes, I think I'm almost a believer because I haven't seen Jesus, but I really saw the boss's ravens and wolves, and the prominent scar on his eye!"

Hearing Arturo's words, more than half of the men around him were surprised to find that they chose to believe him!

For a moment, everyone stared at Gavin and the solemn pack of wolves surrounding him.

Surprisingly, more than twenty people gradually dismounted their warhorses and knelt down with Arturo and Abel to worship Gavin.

Some of them knelt on one knee, while others knelt on both knees or even prostrated themselves on the ground.

Arturo and Abel continued to pray to Gavin, repeating phrases from one end to the other, while glancing at the kneeling men around them and chanting even more radically and excitedly.

And Gavin—

Watching the spread of Odin's faith develop into what it is today, he was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but rub the wolf king's head.

Honestly, at this moment, even he was starting to believe Arturo's explanation.

After all, the raven was real, the wolf pack was real, and the scar on his eye—was real too—

However, Gavin was ultimately rational. After a brief moment of thought, he pursed his lips and shook his head.

He had long known that religious forces would emerge in his camp, but he did not expect that the first to gain scale and influence in the camp would not be the Southern Baptist Church represented by Father Hogan, but the Beaudin religion that Arturo and Abel were dedicated to promoting.

Or rather, it's called Baikawen!

But what you believe in isn't important; what matters most is how that belief will affect you and the camp!

At this moment, while keeping an eye on the wolf pack, Gavin kept thinking about the potential impact of the Odin cult or the Gavin cult on him and the camp, and weighing the pros and cons behind everything.

In any case, the rise of Odinism is destined to usher in an era of religious pluralism in camps, preventing people's beliefs and minds from being completely controlled by a single sect, which is a good thing.

On the other hand, for the Southern Baptists, their faith ultimately rests with God and Jesus, and even if Gavin holds a leadership position, within the Baptist faith system, he can never be more noble and sacred than God and Jesus.

But Odin teaches—

The propaganda of this thing is tied to itself. The stronger the sect and the more steadfast the faith, the greater its influence and authority will be.

At least before the Odin cult expanded and erroneously developed into a cult, the more powerful the Odin cult became, the more positive its effects were. It prevented the camp's faith from being dominated by one color and strengthened Gavin's authority and sanctity.

Therefore, Gavin had known about the things Arturo and Abel had done all along, but he had not stopped them. And this indulgence had indeed produced the result Gavin wanted at this moment.

but----

However, Gavin was somewhat satisfied with the spread of Odin's cult.

But Gavin couldn't help but feel uneasy that his men had believed Arturo and his companion too quickly and had already decided on a large group of people.

After looking at the kneeling men for a moment, Gavin quickly released the wolf king and raised his hand to speak to them.

"You son of a bitch, stop wasting your time kneeling there and get up and do some work!"

"The cattle have been moved, but the carcasses of the dead cattle remain on the grassland awaiting cleanup. We also have a large pack of wolves that needs sufficient food to appease them!"

"So, Arturo, Abel, shut your mouths, you two bastards! Everyone back on your horses and deal with the dead bison!"

"Slice the beef, sending the better cuts to our storeroom, and leaving the offal, the less desirable meat and bones for our wolf pack!"

"Hurry up, don't make me do it twice!"

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