The entire convoy followed the Cherokee as it gradually slowed, finally stopping right in front of Home Town.
Inside the RV, Eugene looked at the road sign standing beside the town road, raised a hand to wipe the condensation from the window, and said,
"Boss, this is Wuboli Town."
"I know. It says so on the sign. So, do you know anything about this town?"
Gavin pressed Eugene, who spread his hands with an innocent expression and laughed.
"What would I know? This is my first time here too. Before the apocalypse, I was just some fucking unemployed bum getting crushed by bills. I was so broke that whenever I went out for a few drinks, I practically wanted to find two or three wasted suckers at the bar to pay my tab."
"As for road trips, give me a break. I couldn't afford all the expenses along the way. If I had that kind of money, I'd rather buy my little nephew some clothes or a couple of toys."
"How could I possibly have had a chance to wander somewhere as far away as George-ia State?"
With that, Eugene glanced around and teasingly asked the others,
"What about you guys? You were all elites before, right? Did you travel a lot? Has anyone been here before?"
"Uh..."
Everyone exchanged looks at Eugene's question, but unexpectedly, Abel clapped his hands and said quietly,
"There's nothing special about Wuboli Town. It's just an ordinary county town with fewer than eight hundred residents. Newnan is to its north, and Greenville is to its west. This town depends on those two cities for its existence."
"What?"
Eugene froze at that and said to Abel in astonishment,
"Wait, how do you know all this? Aren't you a foreigner? You're a foreigner, man!"
"You're completely