The man stomped under Shawn's foot shook his head slightly.
At this moment, his consciousness gradually cleared, and his eyes were as pure as a lamb's.
However, the moment he looked at Shawn again, fear and lingering shock still uncontrollably flashed in his eyes.
Clearly, Shawn's oppressive aura had already surpassed everyone he had seen before.
Facing Shawn, he couldn't muster any thought of resistance or defiance.
And Shawn looked at him.
One second he was baring his fangs and claws, ready to devour someone, but the next second he was like a husky caught in the rain, eyes downcast, trembling all over, so Shawn struck while the iron was hot.
"You shouldn't be a wanderer, right?"
"What was your previous Camp called, and where was it located? Tell me!"
Shawn's sudden voice made the man tremble.
He pursed his lips, seemingly wanting to lick them as he had before, but realizing he was facing Shawn, he quickly restrained his movements, afraid of being beaten.
"Ma…near Macon City, no name."
Hearing the latter part, Shawn frowned, lightly flicking the baton in his hand, which scared the man into quickly adding.
"We just called that place Camp before, and hadn't had time to pick a name everyone agreed on. If you wish, you can call it The Tribe."
The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"This is the name we chose for the Camp on our side; at least we all agree on it."
Hearing the man's words, it was Shawn's turn to frown.
According to the blood-spitting man, they should indeed be members from The Terminus in the original plot.
They were in the suburbs of Macon City, which meant they had, unsurprisingly, occupied the train Terminus as their base Camp.
But why would they be called The Tribe?
And what did this person mean by 'our side'?
Shawn secretly felt that perhaps with some events changing on the timeline, some things had also changed accordingly.
The general outline might still be the same, but some details had already changed.
"Did you have internal problems?" Shawn keenly noticed some details.
Facing this question, the blood-spitting man remained silent.
He lowered his head and looked back; Shawn saw that the few people behind him seemed to be winking at him, signaling him not to speak too much.
Shawn scoffed and turned to leave.
"They're all yours, Shawn. Our Camp doesn't need these Cannibal Tribe."
In Shawn's eyes, they didn't even qualify as laborers.
The disadvantages they could bring outweighed the benefits.
Since Shawn had Zealots, he naturally wouldn't need them.
It was enough to confirm from their mouths that they were all people from The Terminus.
Other details were not important to Shawn; he would know them eventually.
Hearing Shawn's hint, Shawn nodded, slowly moving the rifle from his back to the front.
Shawn thoughtfully closed the cafeteria door.
Immediately after, several sounds came through the door, gradually spreading through the corridor.
Fortunately, the people living in this area were all Zealots; upon seeing Shawn, they merely cheered once and then withdrew their heads.
A moment later, Shawn walked out of the cafeteria.
"What do you plan to do?" Shawn looked at Shawn.
Shawn did not answer directly, but instead asked Shawn.
"How's the army training going recently?"
"Those who were initially in the Prison go without saying; everyone has lived outside for so long, they already have great tacit agreement."
"Among the newcomers, several are performing well, and Kenny and the others you sent in later are also good."
"But the rest generally just barely passed the passing line and need more training to be truly useful."
As soon as the army was mentioned, Shawn's tone became a bit stiff.
"Don't be too harsh on them; it will hurt them. I still need them to fight."
"We are now strong and well-equipped; we have people and weapons."
"The number of people, the quantity of firearms, and army discipline can all make up for some shortcomings."
"You mean?"
Shawn looked at Shawn with some surprise.
These days, Shawn had been busy with 'sustainable development' matters.
So much so that Shawn thought Shawn intended to enter a period of peaceful development, with the army serving primarily to defend the Prison.
"They infiltrated the Prison as inside agents to gather information; this is their attempt to give us a big gift for our first meeting."
"How can we not return the favor?"
A cold arc curved on Shawn's lips.
Swallowing his anger had never been his style, especially now that the Prison was already powerful.
Not to mention it had already dominated one side, but at least in Georgia, Shawn had not yet encountered a force that could suppress him.
What's more, a mission message had just appeared before Shawn's eyes.
[Apocalypse Mission: Annihilate Camp · The Terminus (3 Stars)]
[Reward: Unknown]
So in the end, it was a simple sentence.
"Since they want to fight, then let's fight!"
This struck a chord with Shawn, and his tone softened as never before.
"I will go and prepare everything."
"If you don't want to leave, I'll take the army and wipe them out."
Shawn shook his head, refusing.
"I'll go too; I'm very confident with Rick managing things here at the Prison."
Rick managed internal affairs and Camp operations, with Diana helping him, so there wouldn't be any problems.
Even if Shawn and Shawn took the entire army, Rick could still directly convert civil officials into military generals.
Don't forget, Rick himself was one of the ceiling-level combat powers.
When he was still young and full of stamina, he basically fought his way through everything.
After a brief explanation, Shawn and Shawn immediately agreed.
Upon leaving the cell block, the two went in different directions.
Shawn went to prepare the army, while Shawn took the opportunity to upgrade the army before setting off.
"Currently, Fully Armed is exactly Lv40, and all armor recipes have been unlocked, but I still can't craft high-quality equipment."
"I don't know if they can receive the attribute bonuses from the equipment, but at least the armor's inherent defense will definitely be boosted."
"So…"
Shawn's gaze moved down the crafting list until it stopped at the 'Heavy Armor' section.
"Heavy Armor only has a four-piece set."
"They are: Miner Set, Nomad Set, Scholar Set, raider set."
"Wearing heavy armor is for combat, so first, we exclude the Miner Set and Scholar Set."
"Of the remaining two sets, the Nomad Set focuses on ensuring defense while trying to travel lightly and reduce encumbrance."
"The final raider set, on the other hand, goes all the way."
"Although heavy, it can provide unparalleled defense compared to other armors."
After much hesitation, Shawn still chose the 'raider set.'
In "7 Days to Die," the 'raider set' is definitely a classic high-damage output set.
Not to mention the actual effect bonuses, just the Fully Armed appearance of the 'raider set' is enough to scare children just by looking at it.
It can be said that the 'raider set' is not only the best defensive set but also the best deterrent set.
Imagine, when a group of survivors with a murderous aura forms an army, and each one of them puts on this 'raider set.'
When someone looks at them, they slightly turn their heads, their gaze projecting through the metal mask with countless holes.
Perhaps just a distant glance would be enough to make one's scalp tingle.
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