The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

"Anyone who has entered the cell block may be a carrier of the disease, Sean. We can only wait for them to come back with the medicine, but before that we also need to make some preparations.

You need to separate everyone into three groups. First, identify the infected people who have already developed symptoms and isolate them.

Second, identify those who have not been in contact, that is, those who do not live here and have not been here since today, and tell them not to contact the infected person again and not to get close to here.

Finally, there are the largest number of people, those who may be infected and possible carriers, those who have come into contact with infected people, or those who have entered here.

We don't have many effective means to identify them, so we can only expand the scope, just in case, and try not to come into contact with infected people or uninfected people. "

"What about those who have already shown symptoms? Their conditions are very serious. The symptoms of this disease worsen too quickly." Sean's face still looked ugly.

"Pray." Carl said calmly.

"Pray?" Sean was slightly stunned.

Carl nodded. "Yes, pray. Pray that Moore and the others can come back in time and bring enough medicine."

"But... Carl, many people are suffering. Have you seen their situation?" Sean wanted to do something, but didn't know what to do.

"Well, I know, but your anxiety doesn't have any practical effect." Carl was calm.

"Oh, Sean, help me take Mika away, and then stop the people from burning all the bodies. They must all be burned. There is a high probability that these bodies carry a large number of germs. Oh, remember to cover your mouth and nose and take some protective measures."

"This is... Ryan also had an accident?" Only then did Sean notice Ryan's body against the wall in the room.

Carl nodded, "He was bitten by zombies, and he left behind two daughters."

Sean's expression became even uglier. He walked over to Liz and Mika, squatted down, and said softly, "I remember your names are Mika and Liz, right? I'm so sorry, this is so unfortunate."

Mika sobbed in her sister's arms, and Liz was a little dazed, and neither of them responded to Sean.

Sean wouldn't care about such a small matter. Sean could understand and just comforted her softly, "If you want, I can let you live with Carol. She will be happy with it."

Carl said, "Yes, I will, Sean, take Mika away first, let her take a bath, change clothes, and then send her to Carol."

"Mika? Do you mean only Mika?" Sean frowned slightly and looked at Carl with some confusion.

"Yeah." Karl nodded calmly, "I'm going to take her to see the Governor. It's time to meet him."

"Karl, there are a lot of things going on right now, and I don't have time to accompany you."

"I know. By the way, have someone wait for me over there. I need a key, the key to the car."

"Karl? What are you doing?"

"Let's go out for a while. Anyway, I can't go back to Beth now, so I might as well go out for a walk."

"Karl, it's night time now, and there's a big mess in the prison, so why don't you try to cause trouble now?"

"You know, I've never made any wrong judgments so far. Isn't that enough for you to trust me completely?"

…

The corridor of the prison could no longer be described as dim, it was completely dark. Even if Carl held a flashlight, he could not illuminate a large area.

Liz's hand grasped her arm, holding it a little tightly, and Karl couldn't help but ask, "Are you afraid of the dark?"

"Some," Liz responded softly.

"Haha." Carl chuckled gently, "In fact, what you are afraid of is not the darkness, but the unknown. Because you can't see, you don't know what is in the darkness, whether it will be a smooth journey or a flood and beast, so you are afraid.

When you know what's in the dark, you won't be afraid anymore."

"What are we going to do?"

"To meet someone, someone very special to me."

"who?"

"arrive."

Carl pushed open the iron door in front of him and walked in. There was an open space with a table and a dim electric light on it.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, a man sitting behind the table immediately put down the book in his hand, picked up the revolver on the table and stood up.

"Thomas, long time no see." Carl smiled.

"It's you? Carl." Thomas looked at Carl and was slightly stunned. He put the gun behind his waist. "What happened outside? There seems to be some commotion."

"It's nothing, it will end." Carl smiled. "How do you feel about changing from a prisoner to a prison guard?"

"The common point is that they are all in prison." Thomas sat down again and noticed Liz next to Carl, but did not ask much.

"Have you ever felt like you've wasted your time?" Carl pulled Liz closer and stood in front of the table.

"Kid, don't act so profound in front of me. What's the matter?" Thomas glanced at Carl and put the book on the table aside.

"You don't look like someone who can read the Bible." Carl smiled indifferently.

"In your stereotype, all Mexicans are drug dealers? All executioners?" Thomas was a little displeased.

"No, I've never had that stereotype, but it seems to me that you do, but that doesn't really matter."

"Tell me something." Thomas didn't look happy to Carl.

But Carl didn't care. He could understand.

"I'm here for two things. I want to talk to the Governor and you separately."

"I won't let anyone see the Governor without Sean's permission," Thomas said calmly.

Thomas has been guarding the Governor ever since he was thrown into prison. Originally, Andrew would help guard the others, but now that everyone in Woodbury has been released, Andrew has naturally been assigned to other tasks.

"Thomas, you are not a house dog." Carl laughed, "You won't be tamed so easily, Sean? Damn Sean, I know you want to get out of this situation, at least you don't want to be in prison as you said."

"Fuck you Sean? Aren't you afraid that Sean will teach you a lesson for saying that?" Thomas became more interested and a smile appeared on his face.

"He doesn't know. Besides, even if he knew, it wouldn't matter. I know him, and I know you." Carl looked at Thomas and chuckled.

"You've been labeled a dangerous person. They won't trust you. But I'm different. I can trust you. Do me a favor and go out with me later."

"Go out?" Thomas was slightly stunned.

Karl nodded. "That's right. Get out of prison. Maybe you want to see the outside world. Even though it's dangerous, you'll miss it if you don't see it for too long."

"Does Sean know?" Thomas frowned slightly, somewhat unsure whether Carl was trying to trick him.

"Fuck you, Sean. I only do what I want to do. I don't need anyone's consent." Carl smiled indifferently and patted the table. "I'm going to find the Governor. You can think about it slowly. You don't have to come and watch."

Carl led Liz toward the passage behind Thomas, where the Governor's cell was at the end.

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