When I first met him, I thought he was a polite and courteous gentleman. He enthusiastically helped us get to the camp and chatted with us a lot, mostly asking about the basic situation of the survivors on our side—how many people we had, whether we had any weapons, and if there were any noteworthy individuals.
Charlie rubbed his forehead and asked helplessly, "So you just spilled everything?"
"Y-yes. At the time, I thought he was just a normal survivor. I didn't expect him to do something like that. You know what happened after that—he attacked the doctor. I took the chance to run away. To avoid being found by him, I had no choice but to run in the opposite direction. Subconsciously, I always felt that Lucas came from the northeast side of the island, and it seemed like there was some k
