Three days later.
After breakfast, Carl walked slowly around the camp.
Carl can now walk normally, but he still feels some pain in his legs.
The gauze on the left hand has been changed once, and the wound is healing. It seems that it does not need to be sutured.
Daryl has almost recovered, and Maul can walk on his own, but he still limps.
Carl often laughed at Moore for this.
Glenn was still lying in Hershel's small building. Although he couldn't get out of bed, he looked much better.
Carl went to see Glenn several times. Several women in the team took turns to take care of Glenn, while going to the toilet was up to the hardworking Dell.
But Carl remembered that when he went to see Glenn last night, Maggie seemed to have been by Glenn's bedside, and the two of them were flirting with each other.
Carl, I'm so relieved.
Occasionally Beth would talk to Carl and practice shooting.
Otis and Jimmy were also borrowed by Carl. On the first day Carl woke up, Carl went to talk to Hershel.
Hershel was very understanding, but he politely said that his vegetable garden needed help.
Carl happily stated that there are many women in his team who can help him.
So Hershel agreed.
Jimmy joined the shooting practice team, but since that day, Sean standardized the shooting practice and no longer let these newbies shoot without mercy.
First practice the basic skills, such as holding the gun, aiming, and shooting, but each person can only fire about ten bullets a day.
There was no way, bullets had to be saved. Although there were a lot of bullets brought back from the police station, after Sean counted them that day, he found that nearly half of them had been used.
Otis can use a gun, but he is only proficient with a shotgun, which is of no use against either humans or zombies.
But Otis has a good foundation after all, and he has made rapid progress. Now he can usually help with the sentry work.
Although Hershel didn't understand the act of keeping watch, he didn't have much objection due to Carl's insistence.
These days, due to his mobility problems, Carl's learning of some skills has been delayed, but some have not been affected.
Well, and Carl has no bullet limit. It's normal to have some privileges with this thing.
And there was milk. After the conversation that day, Sean took all the milk directly to Carl's tent.
Although Andrea was very dissatisfied with this, she let it go after being persuaded by several people.
Well, of course Carl wouldn't eat alone, he would give two boxes to Beth and Sophia every day.
There were also snacks promised to Beth. There were no dried fruits in the team, but there were quite a lot of chocolates, and Carl gave Beth a lot.
Maybe it was unconscious, or maybe Carl did it on purpose.
Especially after Carl and Sean brought back the equipment Hershel needed that night.
Carl's status in the team has actually changed significantly.
At least most people wouldn't simply treat Carl as a child.
Carl took a walk and felt a little tired, so he leaned against a tree and enjoyed the morning sunshine.
This is one of the few moments of peace.
"Carl." Sean came over.
Karl nodded without responding, still squinting his eyes and enjoying the sunshine.
Sean walked up to Karl, smiled indifferently, and then said,
"I remember that you didn't like the sun, and you didn't like getting up early. You've changed a lot. If I hadn't been by your side all the time, I'm afraid I wouldn't recognize you."
"Sean, you mean before the apocalypse?"
"if not?"
"Sean, people will always change. Now is the end of the world. You have to adapt to it and change, otherwise you will be eliminated."
"Indeed."
"There are not many beautiful things left, and the morning sunshine is one of them. How could I miss it?"
"Karl, you're becoming more and more philosophical."
"Damn, that's not a good adjective. What do you want from me?"
Carl opened his eyes, his back left the tree, and he slowly walked forward. Sean followed Carl and asked in confusion,
"How can it not be a good word? Philosophy, look at it, how high-end it is."
"It's not easy to explain, Sean. You want to talk to me about something, right? Tell me."
"Indeed, I knew you would know. I am going to take some people out tomorrow. We are running low on food."
"Well, that's as it should be. Even if you had bad luck the first time, you can't have bad luck every time. In addition to food and supplies, Sean, you can try to find some survivors to bring back."
Sean frowned slightly and said, "We are indeed short-handed, but the environment of the farm does not allow too many people to live here. You know, we are still sleeping in tents now, unless..."
Carl knew what Sean wanted to say.
barn,
This is the only building on the farm besides the small building, and it is even larger than Hershel's small building.
Although the environment may be a little worse, it is good enough for living.
However, this is also a taboo on the farm. Among Carl's group, only Sean and Carl know what is in the barn. Maybe Dale also knows, but just maybe.
Sean's reaction after he found out was not that dramatic because it was Carl who told him.
If Carl wasn't sure, why would he tell Sean?
The current Sean, under Carl's influence, is actually quite different from the original character.
In fact, Sean is not a bad guy. From the beginning, he seems to be a good person with feelings and righteousness.
It's just that some things affected Sean and Rick's return. If it was only for Sean, this would be a good thing, a very good thing, after all, brothers are back.
But the problem is that Sean and Lori are together, which is not a good thing, and Lori is fanning the flames.
The other thing that had the greatest impact was injuring Otis and escaping himself.
This has a huge impact on Sean, but Sean cannot be blamed, it is human nature.
In the same situation, at the critical moment of life and death, either die together or one survives, 90 percent of people would make the same choice as Sean.
But Carl prevented this from happening, and to put it bluntly, Carl saved Sean.
Carl thought for a moment and said, "The matter of the barn really needs to be resolved. I'll go talk to Hershel. Are you going to take those people out?"
Sean had already made up his mind and said directly, "Daryl, me, and T-boy."
"Will Moore agree? He might want to go along."
"I will convince him. He should be able to understand."
Carl nodded. As for the fact that there were only three people, it didn't really matter. Finding supplies wasn't a fight, and dealing with zombies mainly depended on hiding rather than forcing their way through.
Otherwise, the outcome would be similar even if there were dozens more people, unless there were really a lot of people and they had enough weapons.
Carl thought for a moment and warned, "Be careful, don't do anything that you can't do, just protect yourself first, don't force yourself, and don't let your guard down if you meet humans."
"Don't worry, I know all this." Sean nodded.
"By the way, if possible, bring me some milk and dried fruits."
"Dried fruits? Don't you dislike them? Has your preference changed?"
"Some people like it."
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