Great Smoky Mountains National Park

The next day, 8:30 in the morning.

At the manor, the other men had mostly finished eating and were leaving the dining hall one after another.

Only Gavin remained, gathered with the men who were about to eat in the current dining area.

He gave no morale-boosting speech, nor did he use any words meant to rally them.

Gavin no longer needed to organize his men through endless speeches. Simply being among them was enough to fill every man who followed him with excitement.

And so, as the cooks brought out the pulled pork.

The kind with crispy skin and shredded pork inside, served alongside countless little buns.

Gavin was the first to eat in silence, and the men around him promptly followed suit.

After spending about half an hour filling everyone's stomachs.

This journey finally officially began.

Gavin led the men out of the manor and toward the convoy waiting in front of it, which had been prepared long ago.

As he stood there, Eugene, beside him.

Raised a hand and pointed at an especially conspicuous RV in the convoy, smiling as he said.

"Boss, that RV is yours. You don't have to squeeze into the lead vehicle with us anymore, exhausting yourself while following the convoy."

"Now you should stay in your command vehicle and get as much rest as possible."

"We've got a long road ahead of us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene patted Gavin on the shoulder, signaling for him to get in.

Gavin did not stand on ceremony. He headed straight for the RV, taking William and several other office staff inside to find their respective places to rest.

The office staff immediately claimed all the couches in the RV. Someone even climbed onto its roof, secured themselves with a tether, and prepared