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"And there can't be many people living there. Those fish hanging out to dry probably wouldn't even last me three days!"

At that, Eugene grinned. He put away his binoculars and continued with a smile.

"We got lucky. Just when today's mission was about to end and we were heading back after lunch, we actually stumbled onto an unexpected find." "Jonathan's dog is incredibly well trained too. Damn it, how far away are we? At least four kilometers! Yet this good dog still caught the scent of strangers and tracked it down." "Let's go. There shouldn't be many of them, so we'll head straight over. No need to sneak around. If they spot us, they'll only become more wary." "It's already noon, but there's no smoke coming from their house. Let's hope the survivors haven't gone out hunting, and that we won't have to wait too long!" With that, Eugene waved lightly. The four of them mounted their motorcycles and openly headed toward the distant fisherman's cabin.

The dog ran and trotted alongside the motorcycles, panting heavily.

Their blatant approach naturally made quite a bit of noise. So, when Eugene and the others got within around eighty meters of the fisherman's cabin, Eugene saw a figure burst out through the back door and sprint straight toward the cabin's dock!

Eugene had noticed that little dock long ago. Naturally, he had also seen the only jet ski moored there.

That was also why he had concluded there could not be many survivors in the fisherman's cabin. With such a good escape route right outside, the survivors had only kept one boat! And now, seeing the unfamiliar survivor rush toward the jet ski, clearly about to take off and flee—

Eugene hurriedly accelerated, shouting at the distant figure!

"Oi! Oh God! We