Chapter 75
Survival
Caesar walked behind his desk, sat down in a chair, tapped the surface lightly, and looked at Daryl.
"Daryl, what we lack most right now is manpower."
"And Horus and old man Leon, their inhabitants are exactly what I want. If I want to recruit their inhabitants, I can't let them hate us."
"What should I do?"
Daryl's mind raced for a moment before he slowly said, "Then the only solution is to kill Horus and old man Leon."
"That's right." Caesar leaned forward, confirming Daryl's idea.
"Horus and Leon are the only two ranchers who have a lot of complaints about us. If they die, we will naturally be able to recruit their residents."
"If any ambitious individuals want to take advantage of the ranch being leaderless, we can start with them and establish our prestige."
Caesar sat in his chair, beaming as he told Daryl about his plan to merge Horus's and Leon's ranches.
As he recounted the story, Caesar appeared focused and serious; he had pondered for a long time and was very confident in his approach.
At that moment, Caesar's eyes even shone.
Daryl listened to Caesar's story, looked at Caesar's appearance, and suddenly said, "Caesar, you are a noble leader."
"You can definitely lead us to survive in the apocalypse."
Caesar paused for a moment, then smiled. "Of course, we will all survive."
"This apocalypse has shattered the old secular system, and we will stand at the peak of the apocalypse and become the pioneers of a new generation of mankind."
The two stayed in the study for a long time.
Amy would occasionally bring in some tea and snacks. Seeing the two of them so focused, she smiled and then closed the study door without disturbing them.
After Daryl left, it was already late at night.
After a long day, Caesar leaned back in his chair, tilted his head back, and closed the door to rest. The quiet space gradually relaxed his mind.
Sleepiness slowly crept in and overwhelmed Caesar, and he fell into a deep sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Caesar felt something being placed on him, and warmth immediately enveloped him.
A pair of delicate hands gently caressed Caesar's shoulders and neck, and a soft voice whispered in his ear: "I miss the days when life was so simple."
Felt like the glass was always half full.
Where did that go?
And every second with you was so special.
Bck when we didn't fear that unknowns.
……
Maybe that's why we had our heads in the clouds.
……
In the tranquil night, beautiful singing drifted through the study, soothing Caesar's mind.
Caesar closed his eyes, enjoying this rare and precious moment.
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The next morning, a thin mist hung over the grassland, and the silence of the deep blue sky was pierced by the sound of horses' hooves.
The cowboy rode his horse swiftly across the grassland and into the woods, dodging branches left and right. Throughout the entire process, the horse's speed did not decrease at all, indicating the urgency of the situation.
In the distance, Daryl observed through binoculars, then put them down and picked up a pen to write something in a small notebook.
He wasn't the only one lying on the ground; Carol was too.
Carroll was also taking notes in a notebook, writing down the cowboy's appearance, clothing, physical characteristics, and so on.
Seeing the cowboy about to disappear from sight, Carroll asked anxiously, "Aren't we going to chase after him?"
"We can't catch up." Daryl wrote, then picked up his notebook and examined it closely. "The cowboy who delivered the message is a very good rider; we can't catch up on horseback. Cars and motorcycles are too loud and we'll be easily spotted."
"So we only need to focus on the most important people."
Daryl looked at Carol, waiting for her answer.
Horus.
"That's right, all we need to do is follow Horus. These correspondences are secondary."
Daryl stuffed the notebook into his clothes, turned over, straightened his clothes, wrapped himself up tightly, and closed his eyes.
Carol glanced at Daryl. "Aren't you afraid of missing important information?"
Daryl, without even opening his eyes, casually replied, "This place is very remote, and hardly anyone comes here. That's why Leon and Horus chose this path to communicate."
"If either side makes a move, the noise will reach us. Making a fuss won't work; it's better to rest and wait for the crucial moment."
After saying that, Daryl ignored Carol and went to sleep.
Carol stared at Daryl for a while but couldn't tell if he was pretending to be asleep. She then observed the grassland not far away for a while.
There were no animals present; the wind blew through the grass, and the trees made a rustling white noise.
The sky wasn't fully bright yet, and I was already feeling very sleepy.
Carroll fell asleep without realizing it.
While Carol was dozing off, Daryl quickly patted Carol's face. "Wake up!"
Carol opened her eyes, still drowsy from waking up.
Once Daryl saw that she was awake, he stopped paying attention to Carol, picked up his binoculars, and observed the situation in the distance.
While Carol was still asleep, Daryl noticed that the cowboy who had gone to deliver the message had returned.
Moreover, last night, the guards left by Daryl also spotted the cowboy returning several times.
It now appears that they are discussing where to meet.
I guess they just agreed on the meeting place, and the time will be as soon as possible.
In the distance, several horses galloped through the woods, disappearing into the distance.
Daryl saw the face of the leading cowboy; it was Horus.
Horus was followed by the pair of burly twin men, and the others were all elite members of the ranch.
Without pausing, the group quickly disappeared from sight.
Daryl, seeing them disappear, quickly got up, took out his military walkie-talkie, turned it on, and called out, "Moore, Moore. Are you there?"
"Little brother, I'm here." A hoarse voice came from the other end of the line. Knowing the situation was urgent, Mo Er didn't try to joke around.
Daryl quickly informed Mor of Horus's direction of travel and the current time.
Shortly after receiving the news, Moore also learned that he had been left to monitor the people near old man Leon.
Because the ranch was far from Leon, Moore placed a monitor at regular intervals to relay messages in a chain.
With messages from both sides, Moore quickly got into the car and rushed to Caesar's stone house.
Caesar, seeing Mor arrive, spoke first: "They've made their move?"
Moore nodded. "They should have agreed on a meeting place. We don't know the exact location yet, but the general direction is clear."
"Our people didn't follow, fearing discovery. We can only determine the general area; we may need to search further."