Bourbon County, Tennessee.

It's February, the climate is still in winter, and although the temperature does not drop below freezing, the water surface freezes, but the winter wind will still bring people a biting cold.

It was about to fall into the night, and the two survivors who had just met were huddled around a campfire, cowering and a little dazed.

Bob, who was wearing a sweater and carrying a rucksack, looked at the jumping flames and fell into memory.

He was a military doctor and served in several wars with the army as a young man.

He has seen that his friends and his team members were still talking about life and ideals with him yesterday and imagining the future, but today they were blown to pieces in an instant by the enemy's artillery fire.

He has also seen that when faced with an enemy who threw away his weapons and surrendered, his companions on his side, out of hatred and fear, turned into demons, and used cruel means to torture and kill each other, even the corpse.

He had treated hundreds of wounded soldiers in a single day, along with other doctors, though it was more like a butcher's job, constantly sawing off the necrotic limbs of others.

He had also been wrapped in the blood and internal organs of his comrades, crawling out of the pile of corpses, and all kinds of bodily fluids soaked all the clothes on his body.

After retiring, he always thought that he had experienced the most terrible hell and that he was strong enough.

Until, the zombie apocalypse broke out, and the real hell came.

With a self-deprecating smile on his swarthy face, Bob said:

"I don't know, if I'm lucky or unlucky, disasters are always around me, but they never take the initiative to hurt me."

"I've been with six teams over the years, and in the end, I'm the only one left alive."

On the opposite side of the bonfire, a slim black-haired girl with very strong capital hugged her niece, pulled a pistol in her hand, and looked at it a little speechlessly, and the black man on the opposite side suddenly chattered non-stop.

Tara didn't expect that she was forced to leave her hometown with her sister and niece for three years, and she met so many strange survivors just after going out.

In this fucking world, who doesn't have a tragic past?

Just last month, the two sisters were forced to kill their biological father with a hammer.

Well, you can't say that.

was forced to be helpless, and knocked his biological father to death with a hammer and became a zombie.

Are these pains in my heart so easy to tell others?

Besides, everyone didn't know each other at all, if they hadn't met the search and rescue team members of the so-called People's Federation together.

Encounters between strange survivors like them are most likely either to avoid each other for safety or to fight each other for supplies.

He talked to himself for a long time, and no one took a stubble, Bob seemed to notice the embarrassment of the atmosphere, he looked at the little girl Tara holding opposite, thought about it, took out the canvas pocket on his waist, took out a piece of chocolate that he had treasured for a long time, showed a smile that he thought was very sincere, handed it over and said:

"For you, little girl."

"This is the chocolate I found, unopened, very sweet."

Perhaps because she was not deeply involved in the world and did not know the sinister nature of people's hearts, Tara glanced at her niece in her arms, who was full of greed, and was not polite, so she reached out and took it.

Bob handed the chocolate to Tara and explained:

"I'm sorry, my name is Bob, I'm not a psychopath, I just haven't seen anyone alive in a long time."

Tara saw that the black man named Bob had a sincere expression and really didn't look like a bad person, so she began to talk to him without a match.

The two were chatting when two figures walked not far away, a woman in jeans and a leather jacket and a tall, thin man in military uniform.

When Tara saw them, she immediately stood up and said:

"Sister, Mr. Aaron, you're back."

Aaron nodded kindly to Bob and sat down by the campfire with Tara's sister Kelly.

"Mr. Bob, Miss Tara, and Miss Kelly, let's rest here, have dinner, and then hurry to our stronghold at night."

"It's not safe outside."

Several people had no opinion on Aaron's proposal, after all, they were about to follow him to the other party's organization, and after wandering in the outside world for so long, it was a rare luck to be able to find a master who took them in.

Although there were still some doubts about this organization called the United Community of Mankind, the pictures and images that Mr. Aaron showed them, and the products produced by the United Human Federation after the disaster, still gave them a certain confidence.

Since the three people on the other side didn't have any opinions, Aaron put down the backpack behind his back, took out four plainly packaged metal cans and four cans of black-packaged canned beer from them, and handed them to the people opposite.

With a slightly proud expression, he said:

"You're lucky to have it with me."

"Let's eat this at night."

"This is the fist product produced in the general base of our people's association, Haoweili set canned food and corn beer."

"This set of canned biscuits, dried fruits, dried vegetables and dried meat contains compressed biscuits, add some water and boil, it will become a nutritious rice porridge, very nutritious, and the taste is also very good."

"In our organization, it's very popular with those who are out of town."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to show them how to eat this set meal.

Beer in hand, broth in hand, leaning over the campfire.

Aaron felt a sense of satisfaction as he watched Bob, Sister Tara, and the little girl gobble up with a look of surprise and happiness on their faces.

It was a feeling he couldn't feel when he lived in Camp Stress Mountain.

Choosing this job to search for survivors, although there are some dangers, but being able to save those good people who might otherwise die will bring him great satisfaction in his soul.

In the post-apocalyptic world, they have lost a lot and need to find other feelings to fill the void in their hearts.

After dinner, Aaron took the survivors he had searched for by chance to the modified van he had hidden.

After inviting them to get in the car, he said:

"We're in Bourbon County, Tennessee, and I'll take you straight to our headquarters in Georgia."

Aaron, who carefully observed the expressions of several people, found that when they looked at the environment in the dark night around them, they wanted to stop talking, and seemed to have some concern.

Then he said proudly with some comfort:

"You don't have to worry about safety at night, we're going to be in Georgia after an hour's drive."

"The whole of Georgia has been cleaned up by our organization, and it's very safe."

"And there are several farms along the way as reconnaissance bases, so you don't have to worry about any accidents."

He turned and touched the little girl's head, motioned for them not to be restrained, and said:

"We have schools, factories, and cinemas in our base, which can meet all the needs of civilized life, and as long as you can still work, you will definitely find a job that suits you."

"As long as you work hard, your life will be sweeter and sweeter in the future."

………………

Miami Beach, Florida.

Finally, it happened to be the students' holiday, and at the behest of little Amy, Leon took Amy and Peggy's two little wives, as well as a group of children at home, to the beach with a pleasant climate for vacation.

This made the little ones who had not been out for more than a year and could only stay in the base all the time very excited.

Although it is still winter, because of its geographical proximity to the equator, the temperature in Miami is already close to 20 degrees, which is not cold at all.

Holding his son Robb and his second daughter Alice in his left and right hands, and letting his youngest daughter Emilia sit on his belly.

Leon hugged his three children alone, with a faint smile on his face, looking at the adults and children happily playing on the beach, and his heart was rare with some peace.

With more than three consecutive years of hard work, the organization has grown rapidly and is on the right track.

And with the addition of more and more talents, as the supreme leader, he no longer needs to do everything himself, as before.

To be honest, at this stage, the food left over from the past society is basically inedible, if those survivors who still survive do not have their own camps, do not huddle together for warmth, and cannot produce food for themselves by growing crops.

Then, they have no other conditions to survive than to raid others or hunt for a living.

If you want to recruit more survivors, you can only recruit the groups that have been fixed.

The number of lone survivors is becoming fewer and fewer, and it can be said that it has become easier to expand the number of people, and it can be said that it has become more difficult.

And now, another very serious problem is also in front of everyone, including the powerful People's Federation.

That is, after the food left over from the past era has rotted and deteriorated one after another, the medicines left over from the past era have begun to slowly expire and lose their medicinal properties.

Think tanks estimate that within the next one to three years, all medicines left over from a bygone era will lose their effectiveness and become waste.

And with the current human power, they simply don't have the capacity to keep the medical system running again.

In other words, it will not be long before humanity loses most of its means of treatment, except for some drugs that are easy to produce and do not require high requirements for raw materials and environmental equipment.

As a doctor, Lyon took this matter very seriously, and after being reminded by the think tank, he sent someone to reorganize the relevant knowledge of modern medicine and pharmaceuticals a few months ago, and entrusted the task of reviving the medical system to the scientific research department.

They are not required to preserve the medical and pharmaceutical knowledge of human beings completely, but they must be restored as much as possible to the medical knowledge and pharmaceutical capabilities of those common fatal diseases.

This is also an important condition for the Federation to continue to attract other survivors to join in the future.

Leon, who unconsciously thought about the business again, quickly came back to his senses and refocused his attention on his wife and children.

It's a vacation, and you shouldn't worry about work.

However, before they could enjoy a full holiday, the guy Konstantin, as the host of Florida, came over with a flattering smile on his face.

Since this guy became the consul of the sub-base, he has also begun to pay attention to his image, and has changed the sloppy appearance of the greasy middle-aged man back then.

not only recruited a little secretary for himself, but also brought a watch studded with diamonds, and began to like to wear various brand-name suits.

However, this guy is worthy of being an old fritter who often mixes with society, and when facing Leon, the top boss, he doesn't dare to go beyond it, and nods his head from time to time, like a loyal dog.

"Boss, I'm so glad to know you're here for a vacation."

He took a large plate of ten kilograms of white flowers, like ice cream, and placed them on the table beside Leon, and said:

"This is the radiation crab you mentioned last time, which I like to eat very much, and I personally led people into the radiation area yesterday and caught it."

"It's delicious, nutritious, and full of protein, which is most suitable for ladies and young masters."

"The crab roe part will also be specially treated, wait a minute, I will serve it later, let you enjoy."

Looking at the crab meat on the plate, which was several times larger than the king crab and tasted more delicious, Leon couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Although he does like to eat this, as a boss, he can't lose face in front of his subordinates.

Leon's face did not fluctuate, and even his voice seemed to have no fluctuations, and he said flatly:

"You're doing a good job, Konstantin."

"Well, I've already felt your enthusiasm."

"You go get busy first, I'll talk to you about the irradiant seaweed in the afternoon."

Konstantin glanced up at Lyon's expression, took out a beautifully packaged bottle of red wine from the work bag beside him, put it on Lyon's table, and said:

"Boss, this is a good wine I found by chance, and it is also a gift from me."

Leon stretched out his hand to take a look, the packaging was very exquisite, he was not familiar with red wine, but vaguely remembered that this wine was originally a very famous luxury in the world, and each bottle seemed to cost hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Leon, who likes to enjoy food, was quite satisfied with these gifts, nodded with dignity, and said to Constantine:

"Thank you, Konstantin, for having a heart."

"I love your gifts."

Seeing that his sycophant had an effect, Konstantin did not hide the smugness on his face and said:

"Then I will await your summons in the afternoon, Your Excellency."

"Have a great holiday with you and your family."

And while Leon and his family were enjoying their holiday on the beach, they were in a cave under the sea on a deserted island hundreds of kilometers away.

Several Florida survivors, dressed in scuba gear, are harvesting the radiated seaweed with knives in a cave under the sea.

Diving into the deep sea is not a leisurely job, but as a survivor of radiation sickness, you have to work hard for your family, even if not for yourself, to earn contribution points.

Just as a few people were concentrating on calculating the consumption and working hours in the oxygen cylinder, they suddenly saw a huge figure swimming in the distance on the bottom of the sea.

On the round body, thick limbs, hard shell, and head with antler-like tentacles, a pair of huge black eyes gurgled and turned.

Although his appearance was not terrifying, his huge size still terrified the survivors.

In the gap where several people desperately swam towards the sea, they vaguely saw that the huge creature that looked like a sea turtle went straight into the cave where the radiant seaweed grows, and in the blink of an eye, they didn't know where it went.

(End of chapter)