Chapter 4 Plan
In the camp, Dale stood on the RV, carrying his iconic shotgun, looking around leisurely. Glenn was also chatting with Dale in the RV.
Sean said that others were busy, but that was not the case. As long as you didn't go out, there wasn't much to do in the camp.
Apart from women who did laundry and cooking, men did almost nothing. Carl still remembers that a conflict almost broke out because of this.
However, too many things happened suddenly afterwards, so it was left unresolved.
"Sean, I want to go check out the RV."
Sean glanced at the two people in the RV and nodded, "Go ahead, be careful not to fall."
Sean carried Carl directly onto the ladder.
"I can."
"Okay, I know you can."
Carl had no choice but to climb onto the roof of the RV in two steps with Sean pushing him from below.
"Little Carl, how come you have time to come to my place today?" Dale greeted him with a smile when he saw Carl.
"I'm here to take a look." Carl greeted politely, "Hello, Dale, Glenn."
"It's dangerous here, Carl." Glenn was a little worried that Carl would fall off the RV.
"It's okay, I'll watch over you." At this time, Sean also climbed up, "How is it, is there anything wrong?"
"No, everything is very peaceful."
Sean started chatting with Dale and Glenn, and of course Sean kept an eye on Carl.
Carl is not a real child, so he would not run to the edge of the roof for his own death. The purpose of Carl coming up is to scan Glenn's fighting ability.
The results were already in by then, and Carl also scanned Dell as well.
Glenn
Constitution: ★★★☆ (three and a half stars)
Fighting: ★★☆ (two and a half stars)
Overall rating: 68
Dell
Physical fitness: ★★☆
Gun skill: ★★★☆
Fighting: ★★☆
Overall rating: 70
The scan results left Carl a little confused. Dale's combat power was actually higher than Glenn's? And Glenn didn't even have the marksmanship skill?
After thinking about it, Carl realized that this combat power scan should be the result of a real-time scan, and the end of the world has just begun.
Glenn is a growing character. As for his shooting skills, he only learned how to use a gun in the second season. It seems that not everyone has the shooting skills.
Only after the comparison did Carl intuitively feel how powerful Sean was. All three data were above four stars.
As for these three data, the most important one should be physique, that is, a person's physical strength. According to Carl's estimation, a normal person should be around three stars.
Glenn works as a delivery man and gets regular exercise, so his physical strength is slightly above average. As for Dell, he is quite old after all, so his physical strength is just slightly below average, which is the result of him still being strong despite his old age.
"Carl, are we going down?" Sean had finished talking to them.
Karl thought for a moment and said, "I want to enjoy the breeze and the scenery up there."
"Of course no problem, but you probably haven't had breakfast yet, are you hungry?"
After Sean said this, Karl realized that he was indeed a little hungry, "A little bit."
"Okay, wait, I'll get you something to eat." Sean patted Carl on the shoulder and prepared to go down, "Remember don't run around."
"Glenn, keep an eye on him for me."
"No problem." Glenn agreed and walked to Carl, rubbing his head, "Carl, don't run around."
Carl was speechless. Why did these people like to rub their heads? Carl looked at the roof of the car and chose to sit down directly.
"Sean, wait a minute." It was Dale who suddenly called Sean.
"What's the matter?" Sean was just about to get down the ladder.
"There are a few chocolate bars in the window of the RV. Go get them for Carl."
"Hahaha, then let me thank you on behalf of Carl." Sean climbed down the ladder a few steps and then jumped down.
"Thank you." As a polite and good boy, Carl of course thanked Dale.
"Good boy." Dale also came over and rubbed Carl's head, then sat directly next to Carl.
In fact, there is a recliner on the roof of the RV, but Carl couldn't just sit on it without permission when he came to someone else's place. Unexpectedly, Dale also sat on the roof with Carl.
"Child." Dale looked at Carl with a hint of pity in his eyes. Dale knew that a child would never have a childhood again in this world.
Moreover, the probability of surviving in such a world full of zombies is very low, even lower than the probability of one's own old bones surviving, and this is indeed the case under normal circumstances.
"What's wrong?" Carl asked in confusion.
"It's okay." Dale stopped looking directly at Carl and looked into the distance.
Carl also looked in the direction Dale was looking. It was a mountain forest with a winding mountain road in front and a dense jungle behind.
Carl suddenly remembered the map he bought, summoned it, and found his current location.
It is only a few dozen kilometers away from the urban area of Atlanta, and not far from Hershel's farm, less than two hundred kilometers.
Hershel's farm is a must-visit. In addition to the important characters Maggie and Hershel, little sister Beth is also there.
What if we go to the farm directly now? We go to the farm first without waiting for Rick to come back.
As the protagonist, it is definitely not that easy for Rick to die. If Rick could wait for Lori to die in a plot killing before returning, then Sean and Rick would not have the most direct conflict.
but...
Is it really okay to let Sean take the lead, especially since there is a troublemaker like Moore in the team?
No, this is a feasible plan, a complete plan slowly emerging in Carl's mind.
"You hid it really well, old man." At this time, Sean finally found the chocolate bar and climbed up again.
Dell said seriously:
"I think when you hold someone else's things in your hands and even the territory you are standing on is someone else's, you should have basic respect for it."
"Hahaha, it's just a joke, don't mind it." Sean jumped onto the roof of the car with a smile and gave Carl a few chocolate bars in his hand.
"Thank you." Carl took the chocolate bar. There were five bars in total. They were not very big, but they were definitely enough to fill a child.
Carl hesitated, then pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Dale.
Dale waved his hand and refused. "Kid, I've already had breakfast. You can have it. You may not be able to eat this kind of thing in the future."
"Thank you." Carl thanked him again and handed the one that Dale didn't want to Glenn.
"For me?" Glenn asked in surprise.
Carl nodded.
"Thank you. You'll be welcome then." After hesitating for a moment, Glenn took it. It was just as Dale said, he might not be able to eat it in the future.
Carl took out another one and handed it to Sean, but Sean didn't take it and said unhappily, "Eat it yourself, brat."
Carl didn't say anything, just held up the chocolate bar and looked at Sean persistently. After a while, Carl's little hands began to tremble.
Sean had no choice but to take it, "You little brat." Having said that, Sean couldn't hide the smile on his face.
There were three left, and Carl handed them to Dale again. This time, Carl said, "These are originally yours. If you don't eat them, how can we eat them?"
"How come you are so sensible, kid?" Dell rubbed Carl's head in surprise and distress, but still took the chocolate bar.
Carl smiled and said, "Thank you."
Then he tore open the packaging of the chocolate bar and started eating it. Why not do something like borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha? At least it would be nice to leave a good impression on them.
After eating the chocolate bar, Carl stood up and said to Sean, "Sean, I want to go down."
Sean nodded, "Let's go then."
Carl said goodbye to Dale and Glenn politely, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye, little Carl."
The three of them took the chocolate bars respectively, but no one opened them to eat. Instead, they all put them in their pockets.
Climbing down from the RV, Sean jumped down as well, "Carl, where else do you want to go."
"Let's find a place where no one is around and chat. I have something to tell you." Carl felt it necessary to reveal something to Sean.
Although Sean felt a little strange, he nodded and said, "Of course, let's go."
Carl followed Sean to the back of the camp. Now that Daryl and Moore were not in the camp, Carl had no need to contact other people.
There is no need to contact them if they are not important characters. They will die sooner or later anyway. Carl doesn't want to wait until he gets familiar with them and then watch them die.
After arriving at the camp, Sean leaned against a tree and looked at Carl. "Okay, you can talk now if you have anything to say."
After hesitating for a moment, Carl said, "Sean, are we going to live here forever, right here on this mountain?"
"This..." This question stumped Sean instantly. His relaxed demeanor disappeared in an instant, and a layer of gloom instantly covered his brows.
"Why do you suddenly ask this question?" Sean, who had been silent for a long time, did not directly answer Carl's question.
"Because I feel unsafe here." Carl couldn't say it too obviously.
"Don't worry, no matter where we are, I'm here and I will protect you and your son." Sean squatted in front of Carl, making a firm promise.
"But I think we should find a safer place," said Carl.
"I'm thinking about this issue, but a safe place is not easy to find." Sean's tone was a little heavy.
"Sean, I have an idea for a place."
"Oh?" Sean smiled and didn't take it seriously, "What did you think of?"
Carl said seriously, "I think we can go to the countryside. It would be best to find a farm. That kind of place is vast and sparsely populated, there won't be too many zombies, and there are a lot of crops to eat."
Sean looked at Carl in surprise, "How could you think of this."
"Because my father and I used to play there in my grandfather's farm." Carl said innocently.
"I'll consider what you said, but it takes time, and I also need to discuss it with others."
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