The communication with the system was ineffective, and Lucas could only postpone the idea of creating combat drones. He didn't really want to make suicide drones; it would be too wasteful.
Turning back to sit by the pressure cooker, Lucas didn't disturb the Cobras' contemplation.
For Lucas, these Cobras were optional.
Being a lone wolf wasn't a bad idea.
At least that's what Lucas thought when he was reborn.
But now, he felt a sense of loneliness building up inside him, unable to be released.
In the past eleven years, although Lucas was the lowest-ranking survivor, he had many companions who were always making noise and causing a ruckus.
As for Little Mute, in Lucas' eyes, he was just a machine.
With the Cobras around, Lucas felt like there were still people to talk to.
If he only had zombies, infected individuals, and insects in his sight for a long time, Lucas didn't know what kind of person he would become.
But honestly, Lucas saw the Cobras as just people.
Whether they lived or died in the future, Lucas didn't really care.
Just don't bring trouble to him.
This mindset was the most common among the survivors of the previous apocalyptic era.
Lucas picked a few cucumbers, served bowls of mushroom stew, and had the little boy deliver them to the Cobras. Everyone seemed hungry, and they enjoyed the meal.
"If you follow the military, consider this our farewell dinner. It's on me. After this, don't follow behind my vehicle anymore."
"Trust me, following the military means you won't starve in the future."
"After eating, tidy up. We'll leave soon and head to Phoenix Mountain."
After Lucas finished speaking, he returned to the bus.
During this time, he needed to clean up the bus and make some space.
He had acquired another three square meters of nutrient-rich soil and needed to make good use of it.
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This time, Lucas planted cabbage.
Cabbage would grow into large heads that he could use to make salads for himself. It was quite good.
In reality, the main reason was that Lucas had found very few types of vegetable seeds and didn't have many options.
Once they arrived at Phoenix Mountain and completed their mission, Lucas planned to return to the coastal city and find more seed varieties.
"Commander, that's the situation. I couldn't get close to the bus, and I don't know who that woman who suddenly appeared is."
"And now it seems that the gentleman has decided to leave us after reaching Phoenix Mountain."
"Do you think we should tell him about the doomsday fortress now?"
Henry stood outside a military vehicle, reporting the situation to the brigadier general sitting inside.
"We can, but I'd prefer if you could persuade him to hand over his sniper rifle for us to study."
"That gun I gave him, I know its power very well. How did it become capable of killing those insects in his hands?"
"And what was that flame burning on him when he first took action?"
"We have to figure out these things."
"If he doesn't want to talk, you must hold him back and not let him leave, until we meet up with the other team."
"The other team has powerful weapons. If we really have to confront him, our chances will be much higher."
After the brigadier general finished speaking, he waved his hand, indicating for Henry to leave, and then closed the curtains of the car window.
Watching the military vehicle merge into the crowd, Henry was a bit troubled.
Since the brigadier general hadn't personally interacted with that man, he naturally didn't know how indifferent he was.
If he told him about the existence of the doomsday fortress, would he stay?
Henry didn't believe he could persuade Lucas to stay, and he couldn't find a reasonable reason to uncover his secret.
"It's difficult..."
Henry sighed.
As for confronting Lucas, Henry didn't even consider it.
Even if the other team arrived, their so-called powerful weapons would just be missile launchers or something similar.
Henry knew how tough the insects' exoskeletons were.
Those powerful weapons probably wouldn't kill the insects any cleaner than that gun.
If they really had to fight, he didn't dare to think about the outcome...
Henry instructed his security guard to park the car on the side of the road and wait for Lucas.
Since the man didn't want him to approach, all he could do was wait here.
"Little Mute, now that nothing's happening, can you close your eyes and pretend to sleep?"
"And, can you please not look at me every minute?"
Lucas stood next to Little Mute and kept babbling.
Little Mute had been looking up at him the whole time.
The crucial part was that "she" had a gaze that showed no emotion and seemed to never blink.
When Lucas set the bus to autopilot earlier and closed his eyes to rest, he suddenly woke up and glanced at Little Mute beside him.
Just one glance, and Lucas felt a chilling sensation rising from the soles of his feet.
Little Mute just stared at him with wide eyes.
Expressionless.
Just staring at him.
Staring at him...
This scene was even scarier than a horror movie.
As for letting Little Mute sit in the seat behind him, Lucas was even more unwilling.
He was afraid that something would go wrong with the circuits inside Little Mute's body and she would suddenly draw her knife to attack him.
After all the talking, Little Mute didn't react at all, and Lucas was tired.
"If I had known earlier, I should have made an animal robot. I wouldn't have so many worries now..."
He sat back in his seat and deactivated the autopilot, stepping on the accelerator to the maximum.
The drones also flew outside the bus, and the control screen showed the Cobras' vehicles and an infected dog running outside.
Before leaving the riverside, the Cobras expressed that their decision to follow the bus was a choice they made.
They also believed that in this world, there was no place that could guarantee absolute safety.
Since everything was more or less the same, why not seek some opportunities?
As for what opportunities this world currently held, the Cobras were also uncertain.
But they remembered the sentence Lucas had said.
"It's risk, but it's also opportunity."
In the Cobras' minds, in terms of personal strength, those soldiers could only stand aside.
So why not trust him once?
Lucas didn't say much about the Cobras' choice. He had already said what he needed to say.
They could all go together, but Lucas wasn't responsible for their life or death, and they were not allowed to actively seek trouble.
Lucas's attitude was clear: they were responsible for their own fates.
Of course, Lucas still gave them some supplies with a cold face. After all, these people still followed his instructions, so it could be considered a reward.
The speed of the bus was raised to the maximum, and it didn't take long for it to catch up with Henry and his group.
Seeing Henry's military vehicle waiting on the side of the road, Lucas frowned, feeling a sense of unease.