The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

　　Looking at the map in front of him, Carl frowned and thought.

　　There are three locations that Carl focuses on.

　　The three camps where the protagonists stayed were a farm, a prison, and the Alexandria community.

　　There are other places as well, but the time spent there is very short and the security is not very high, so there is no need to record it.

　　The length of time spent in these three places increases in sequence, and at the same time, the safety also increases in sequence.

　　With its steel walls, the Alexander community is highly secure and has good living conditions with water and electricity supplies.

　　There are many important people and high-end combat forces who can be trusted. It seems to be a good choice.

　　If possible, Carl also wanted to go directly to Alexandria, but compared to the prison, Alexandria was too far away. Alexandria was in Virginia.

　　Virginia doesn't even border Georgia, and there are two continents, North Carolina and South Carolina, between them.

　　Even with the most ideal straight-line distance, the current location is still more than 500 kilometers away from the Alexandria community.

　　Carl couldn't understand, really, why the span was so big that he had to cross two continents to find a campsite.

　　The first four seasons were all set in Georgia, but in the fifth season, it jumped across two continents. It happened so suddenly. It's really bullshit.

　　Are all the people in these two continents dead? I think the damn editor has lost his mind.

　　It was indeed too far, so far that Carl did not have much confidence that he could safely reach Alexandria with so many people.

　　And unlike a prison, Alexander has an owner. If you go there rashly, others may not accept you.

　　Carl seemed to remember that the people in Alexandria seemed very vigilant and observed Rick and his group for a long time before deciding to accept them.

　　For various reasons, prison is currently the best option, and compared to Alexandria, prison is not without its advantages.

　　First of all, it has no owner. It is better to be the master of your own house than to rely on someone else. All you need to do is clean it out.

　　And there seemed to be a few people in the prison who could be used.

　　Secondly, the Governor's town is not far from the prison. If the prison is occupied, Carl does not intend to passively defend, but to annex his town before the Governor can react.

　　The most important thing is that there is the tank, which was the most lethal weapon in the early stage and was a perfect gift to the Governor.

　　The tank did not belong to the governor at the beginning, but to the dozen or so soldiers, and there was also a helicopter, which unfortunately crashed.

　　In fact, Carl didn't understand the governor's behavior at first. Why did he kill more than a dozen soldiers? If they were absorbed into the town, Woodbury's combat effectiveness would at least double.

　　It was almost impossible for Rick and his friends in the original show to win.

　　But now Karl somewhat understands the governor. The governor does not trust them and does not dare to believe them. He has no choice but to do so in order to ensure the stability of his rule.

　　A force that could overthrow the Woodbury regime. The Governor did not dare to bring them back to Woodbury, and Carl did not know if he would dare to do so or what he would do.

　　The key now is the timeline. According to Carl's estimation, the plot in prison should take place after the beginning of next spring, or even early summer.

　　But Carl had no way to verify whether it was accurate or not.

　　"Oh." With a sigh, Karl took out his diary and prepared to write today's diary.

　　It was 7:30 in the evening, it was already dark and dinner had already been had. Usually at this time, Carl would write today's diary, usually just a few casual notes.

　　Maybe I just wanted to find something to do. Sometimes I would write some random things, and then read a few books borrowed from Herschel.

　　Usually around nine o'clock, Carl would drink a box of milk and then go to bed. During the growth period, adequate sleep is very important.

　　The light of the kerosene lamp is not dim at a close distance and is very stable. With the lampshade, it will not sway in the wind.

　　Carl just picked up his pen and wrote down today's date:

　　December 2

　　There was a noise outside the tent, and Carl immediately picked up the Glock on the wooden table in front of him.

　　"Hey, Carl, it's me."

　　A familiar voice, Carl put down the Glock, and Sean walked in with his usual friendly smile on his face.

　　"Sean, it's late, what's up?" Carl closed his diary.

　　Sean laughed and said, "It's not that late actually. A few months ago, I might not have gotten off work at this time."

　　"But this wasn't a few months ago," Carl said calmly.

　　Sean walked up to Karl, looked at Karl, and frowned slightly, "Karl, you have changed a lot recently."

　　"Is there?" Carl narrowed his eyes slightly.

　　"Yes." Sean nodded affirmatively, "You talk less and less. You don't like to talk to people actively. Your expression doesn't change all day."

　　"Sean, you're overthinking it."

　　Sean squatted down and held Carl's shoulders, looking at Carl and said,

　　"No, it's not that I think too much, this is the truth, Karl, is it because of what happened between me and your mother?

　　Look, Carl, I'm sorry about this, but I really loved her, Carl, your father Rick has passed away, I saw it with my own eyes.

　　Lori is still very young and she needs someone to rely on. In this situation, she cannot be blamed. I admit that my relationship with her progressed a little too fast. I am sorry, Carl.

　　But I can't control myself, Carl, love, I love her, I love your mother, I don't know if you can understand, but I really love her, this is not something I can control, it's not your mother's fault, it's only me.

　　But Carl, I can promise that I will treat you as my own child, and I will love you like Rick. I promise Carl, you don't have too much psychological pressure, and you don't blame your mother. If you want to blame someone, you can blame me. "

　　Carl could no longer control the urge to punch Sean in the face. Well, he really couldn't control it.

　　So Carl really punched Sean hard on the right cheek.

　　"Sorry, I couldn't control it. I feel much better now." Carl shook his fist. Not to mention that his fist must have hurt when Sean hit his face.

　　Sean covered his face in a daze, then smiled and shook his head, "Karl, if this makes you happier, you can throw a few more punches."

　　"No, thanks." Carl looked up.

　　In fact, Sean has been very good, no matter to himself or Lori, there is nothing to say, but Carl just wants to fight.

　　Maybe he was fighting for Rick. After all, no matter how good Sean is, it is Rick's blood flowing in his body.

　　"It's okay, I don't mind." Sean grinned.

　　"I believe you love her. I have always believed this. But you..."

　　Karl hesitated, but still didn't say that. Now was not the time.

　　So Carl changed the subject and said, "Sean, we have to prepare to move to the prison in the spring of next year. We have to start preparing after Christmas."

　　"No problem. Isn't it almost Christmas? The first Christmas after the apocalypse?"

　　"Well, this is the first one. There will be many more in the future, every year."

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