The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

come yet?

Carl had anticipated this.

The Governor seems to be a very complicated person, even a little twisted and perverted.

But that is only the outermost and most superficial thing.

When you look at someone with your heart, it is always easy to truly see into his heart.

Carl did just that, so he saw it clearly and thoroughly.

Well, Carl saw it clearly.

If I can't even do this, then I don't know how much time I have spent and how much torture I have endured.

What's the point?

This is just the first step.

Since the Governor hopes that I can grow up along the trajectory he expects, I hope that I can become what he wants me to be.

Then let it be as he wishes, just as he likes me to call him sir with a puzzled look on my face.

If he likes it, why not?

Carl listened quietly, with a look of confusion and puzzlement on his face, which the Governor thought was normal.

"Karl, you need to grow up, and this world won't give you much, do you understand?"

With this as a conclusion, the Governor lowered his hands from Carl's shoulders and rubbed Carl's head.

Karl tilted his head and said, "Maybe I don't really understand it, but I think the teacher should teach me so that I can really understand it."

"Haha…" The governor laughed. The current governor always likes to laugh when he is with Karl, and it is different from the official fake smile, but a smile from the heart.

"Then Carl, the first thing I want to teach you is to always be vigilant and never trust anyone easily." The Governor said, rubbing Carl's head.

"Sir, I'm sorry, what does this mean specifically?" Carl frowned slightly, looking very confused.

The Governor asked with a smile, "Haha, Carl, do you think that Wells just now is a good person?"

"I think so... No, the master said that we can't trust easily, so I don't know!"

"That's right, Carl, you learn quickly, that's how it should be done, but you can't just talk about it in front of me." The Governor smiled with relief.

"No, sir," Carl said confidently.

"Okay, so I'm asking you, if you were me, what would you do? What would you do about Wells's classmates who are still alive?"

"I..." Karl frowned and bit the nail of his right index finger, as if thinking carefully.

The Governor was not in a hurry as the night was still long. Although he felt that Carl might not be able to say anything, the Governor was willing to wait for the answer.

He just kept his hand on Carl's head.

After a long time, Karl raised his head, loosened his nails, looked at the Governor, and said hesitantly and cautiously:

"Sir, I will first confiscate their weapons and bring them back to Woodbury. I will observe them carefully. There is no exact time limit for the observation process. I will not hand over the weapons to them until I trust them enough. Otherwise, I would rather they just eat for free in Woodbury."

The Governor was slightly stunned, as if he did not expect Karl to say such a thing, but apart from surprise, the Governor did not have many other emotions at this time.

People are always unwilling to trust someone they don't trust, no matter how trustworthy what he does is.

As for the person you trust, no matter how questionable what he does, you will not doubt him. Maybe it's not that you won't, but that you don't want to doubt him.

The biggest flaw of human beings is always emotion, which affects too much rational judgment.

Carl knew this, so he worked hard to transform himself from a person the governor did not trust to a person the governor trusted.

The process wasn't easy, but it was worth it, even if it cost Carl a lot.

Because Carl wants more!

The Governor thought for a moment and then asked, "But Carl, have you ever thought about it? How could others willingly hand over weapons to you? You have to know that in today's world, the remaining people are more vigilant against their own kind than the zombies."

"Sir, I don't know, but in any case, at least I won't allow them to enter Woodbury with weapons, sir, and I hope you won't allow it either, because it's too dangerous."

"Haha, Karl, you've given me a lot of surprises. It seems that letting you stay with me is the right decision, but..."

The Governor paused and said seriously, "Karl, you are thinking about how to avoid danger, but have you ever thought about how to solve the danger?"

"Solved?" Carl was slightly stunned.

"That's right, solved!" The Governor nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice changed slightly:

"Karl, the second thing I want to teach you is to be prepared before it happens. When doing anything, you should always be prepared in advance, especially when it comes to danger. You should be prepared for all dangers, even hidden dangers, in advance."

Carl frowned in confusion and looked at the Governor.

The Governor smiled indifferently and patted Carl's head. "You don't need to fully understand it now. As long as you are by my side, I will teach you at any time."

"Well, thank you sir." Carl nodded.

The Governor looked at Carl, touched Carl's head, and seemed a little hesitant, but soon his eyes became firm and he smiled at Carl.

"Karl, I'm going to teach you a third thing, but you can't just listen to it. You need to try it out."

"What…" Carl looked at the Governor, confused.

"Carl." The Governor looked at Carl with a smile and took out a dagger, the Apocalypse Snake that belonged to Carl.Karl's eyes couldn't help but be slightly attracted.

The Governor asked with a smile, "Karl, can you use a dagger?"

"I know a little. My father taught me a little, but it's not as good as my marksmanship."

"That's enough, follow me." The governor put the dagger and the sheath in Carl's hand, then pulled Carl up and walked back.

Back outside the infirmary, the Governor stopped and looked at Tim, who said hurriedly, "Governor, everything has been arranged."

The Governor nodded and took Carl into the ward. It was still the same ward, but this time the Governor closed the door.

Wells on the hospital bed also closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

The Governor walked to the bedside and waved to Carl, motioning him to come over.

Karl hesitated for a moment, but still walked over obediently.

"Pull out the dagger and hold it firmly." The Governor spoke to Carl in a commanding tone. It had been a long time since he had spoken to Carl in this way.

Carl did not do so and looked at the Governor with some confusion.

The Governor raised his eyebrows slightly, opened his mouth, closed it, and opened it again. This time, the Governor's tone was much softer, and he rubbed Karl's head as usual.

"Carl, do you believe sir?"

"certainly."

"Good boy."

The governor held Carl's hand, pulled out the dagger, and then held Carl's hand again, holding the dagger.

He smiled at Carl again.

"Good boy, don't be afraid. This is what you have to go through. You can blame me, but I hope you can understand me in the end."

Holding Carl's hand, the hand holding the dagger slowly moved towards Wells' head on the bed.

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