Chapter 312
Right after Hayley finished speaking, a woman came running over in a panic.
“Jim, something happened to Bridget!”
“What happened?”
“Daniel was stealing supplies, and Bridget caught him. She yelled at him, he got angry, and now they’re fighting.”
Jim sighed. “Alright. I’ll go take care of it.”
They were all close hiking friends. The woman named Bridget was the widow of their former team leader, George Slater He had died saving everyone, and before he passed, he entrusted Bridget to Jim. Jìm had been looking after her ever since.
Daniel Smith, on the other hand, was Jim’s childhood friend. Hearing that they were fighting left Jim completely drained.
“Sorry, I need to head back and deal with this,” Jim said politely to Hayley.
“Okay. By the way, what’s your name?” Hayley asked.
Jim smiled faintly. “I’m Jim.”
Jim!
Hayley’s gaze sharpened instantly.
No way. Could this be Lone Wolf Jim from the Ten Toughest People list?
The Ten Toughest People was a widely recognized ranking in the apocalypse, made up of individuals who had pulled off unbelievable feats and carved out legends for themselves.
The list wasn’t fixed. Like a business ranking, people rose and fell over time.
The rankings varied wildly, but in the final version Hayley remembered, the top ten were Milo, Alex, Scott Fuller, Clay Stephens, Griffin, Robert, Ruby, Hector Warner, Noah Higgins, and Jim.
If Liam had survived in her previous life, he definitely would’ve made the list.
From that moment on, Lone Wolf Jim officially earned his place on the Ten Toughest list. No one dared provoke him again
Hayley didn’t know how Jim’s story ended. After rising to fame, he quickly faded into obscurity. Lone wolves like him never liked attention.
Some said they had seen him deep in the mountains, while others claimed he had been torn apart by a zombie horde
Hayley wasn’t completely sure the Jim on that list was the same man standing here.
Jim was a common name, after all. Plus, the man in front of her seemed far too approachable.
Hayley watched as Jim walked briskly back to his group, broke up the fight, pulled people apart, and patiently talked everyone down, one by one.
He had a calm, steady presence, managing everyone’s emotions like a family archor.
Was this really the cold, merciless Lone Wolf who never teamed up with anyone?
Was it really him?

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