The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

"Karl, why are you here?"

"Noah, long time no see."

"No, you're missing, aren't you? Why are you here today? Are you in league with those invaders?"

"Intruder?" Carl raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, invaders, deceivers. If Woodbury is to be relocated, how could the Governor not be there? The Governor always does things personally."

At this point, Noah looked around and made sure that no one was around, then he leaned close to Karl's ear and whispered:

"I suspect that the Governor was still killed by them. They want to put us in prison so that they can monopolize Woodbury. Carl, we have to save Woodbury!"

Karl looked at Noah strangely, "Didn't you say you thought I was in the same group with them?"

"Oh, Shit, who knows, but whether it is or not, Carl, we are friends, you will help me, right?"

Noah tried to be convincing.

"Noah, read less comics and look at more reality." Carl was speechless.

Noah was a little anxious, "Karl, I'm not kidding, those people definitely have bad intentions, Martinez is a traitor."

"No, he is saving you. And, you are right, I am in cahoots with them." Carl's lips curled slightly.

"Carl, this...is not important. We are friends and we want to save Woodbury." Noah subconsciously took a step back, but clenched his fists and looked at Carl persistently.

Carl said with a smile, "Maybe you can change your mindset. If you feel like you are friends with me, why can't you join us? Right? After all, you have connections. You know, connections make all the difference."

"Karl, Woodbury is my home, I must protect it, and every resident of Woodbury has the responsibility to protect it!"

Looking at Noah's excited expression, Karl was silent. If Noah understood it, how could other people in Woodbury not understand it?

Noah is just one example of all the people in Woodbury.

But Carl knew that Noah was different from the others. Young people were always passionate.

I always thought that passion could solve all problems, and that as long as I persisted in justice I could defeat evil.

But he has never thought about the problem carefully, and even the most basic thing is that he can't control his own mouth.

"Noah, is this what the Governor told you?" Carl looked at Noah calmly.

"Yes, Governor, he is a very good man. I want to be like him. I want to protect Woodbury!"

"Many years from now, no, not many years, but a few years, if you are still alive at that time, you will be ashamed of what you said today, not only today, you will be ashamed of many things you have done.

But that's nothing to be ashamed of, not in the sense of other stupid things you may have done, but in the sense of what you said to me today."

"Karl, are you kidding me?"

"No, it's not a joke." Carl shook his head and waved his hand, "Do me a favor."

"What?"

"Help me call Dr. Stevens out." Carl pointed to the conference hall in front.

Martinez gave his speech, although normally the Governor's speeches in Woodbury are outdoors.

But in the current situation, it is more convenient and easier to control indoors.

Just now, Carl asked a guard outside the synagogue to call Noah. Although that person was also from the prison, Carl did not know him.

Noah hesitated for a moment, but went back, perhaps realizing what he had said to an intruder, someone who could even be labeled a traitor and a "spy."

I even considered him a friend, which was simply stupid.

It didn't even take a few years, but Noah regretted it now, but he didn't regret what he said, but regretted saying it to Carl.

Karl leaned against the wall silently, closing his eyes and thinking.

Soon, a familiar voice was heard and Carl turned around.

"Kid, why are you here?"

"Dr. Stevens." Carl nodded.

"Carl, it's not safe to come here with me. These people have bad intentions." Dr. Stevens grabbed Carl's arm, looked around, and took Carl to his clinic.

Karl was slightly stunned. Bad intentions? It seemed that this was indeed the case for the residents of Woodbury.

Dr. Stevens took Carl back to the clinic, closed the door, and looked at Carl before he slowly let out a sigh of relief.

"Karl, why are you here? No, it doesn't matter. Woodbury is going to change. We have to leave here. Karl, come here and help me pack my things. Let's leave together."

Carl stood there without moving.

Dr. Stevens was a little anxious, "Karl, what's wrong with you?"

Karl pursed his lips and said, "Ma'am, those people with bad intentions that I told you about are from the same group. I got separated from them before and was rescued by you.

The Governor tried to attack them yesterday, but failed and was captured. We have no ill intentions, we just want to bring all of you back to our camp.

Madam, you know, the world outside is very dangerous. The world outside is very dangerous now. Now we, the remaining humans, need to gather together for warmth. We must unite. "

Carl explained everything in the shortest possible sentence, but this brief explanation was only for Ms. Stevens, and no other honors were given to anyone else.

If the only thing the two Carls have in common is probably that they are both grateful to Ms. Stevens."Carl, this... wait, I need to calm down." Stevens was a little overwhelmed.

"Ma'am, you can still pack your things, just move to our camp, where you will be safe and your life will be guaranteed."

Carl gave a comforting smile, "Believe me, this is just a move, nothing else will change much."

"Karl, this...are you sure they just want us to move there? What is this for?"

"I'm sure, I've said it before, stick together for warmth, in this day and age, population is the most important resource."

"Damn, that's not a good guy either. The guy who made this decision is a real bastard!" Dr. Stevens, who is always gentle, couldn't help but swear.

"Why?" Carl raised his eyebrows slightly. It was just a move, and as long as he cooperated, he wouldn't be hurt. Was it too much?

"Karl, this is our home. A group of outsiders broke in and suddenly took us away from our home to an unknown place where our fate is unclear. Don't you think this is jerk enough?"

"Home?" Carl raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Home!" Dr. Stevens nodded heavily.

Carl frowned and remained silent. Indeed, human beings are creatures controlled by emotions.

It is human nature that no one is willing to easily leave the place they are familiar with, the place called home.

It's not what I think. I haven't lost anything. I am indeed an asshole.

Carl raised his head and looked at Dr. Stevens. "As long as the people you care about are around you, that's home."

"Besides, I'm the jerk."

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