Michonne left, and Carl ran along the barbed wire of the third area and returned to the starting point.
Lizzie is gone, and Bucephalus is still lying there. This guy seems to be a little lazy sometimes.
Carl sat on Bucephalus again, but did not lie down this time. Carl was very tired after running such a lap, and inevitably some sweat appeared on his body.
Carl didn't want to dirty Bucephalus's hair, otherwise he would have washed it himself.
After sitting for a while, his breathing gradually calmed down, and at this moment Carl felt a pair of hands on his shoulders.
"Can't you go and play by yourself? Aren't you bored of following me around?" Carl knew that Liz had also returned from her morning shooting training.
"I have nothing to do anyway, who else would I go find to play with? Even though you can be pretty childish sometimes, compared to Sofia and Mika, forget it."
Liz chuckled, "Let me give you a shoulder rub."
"Well, thank you." Carl narrowed his eyes.
I thought of the meeting that was about to start today and the four meetings I had in the past year and a half.
In the first scene, whether the prison should take the initiative to attack and annex other camps to strengthen itself, Carl's proposal was rejected.
In the second game, Carl suggested capturing some zombies, whether for research or to train the courage of newcomers, and most importantly, Meru's horse training also requires zombies.
The horses raised by Meru are not afraid of zombies. The principle is very simple. Let the horses be familiar with the zombies and let them know that the zombies are not invincible.
But the degree also needs to be controlled so that the horses do not have any fear of the zombies.
According to Meru, all that's needed is to make the zombies as threatening as wild dogs in the horses' minds.
If they are alone or in small numbers, there is no need to be afraid, but if they are in large numbers, you will know it is time to run away.
This one, I passed, but there are some prerequisites. The zombies can only be in the third area and must be watched carefully. But as long as you pass, these prerequisites are nothing.
The third game was also the one where the situation was most out of control. It was even on the verge of being out of control and could explode at any time.
Because that one was directed at Carl, although it was Carl who proposed it. To be more precise, it was directed at Carl for instigating Joseph to instigate the prison to launch armed attacks on other camps.
It sounds a bit complicated, but to put it simply, Carl initiated a trial meeting for them to face themselves.
Carl felt it necessary to take the initiative, otherwise by the time they had finished discussing it, the consequences waiting for him would not be very good.
At that time, Carl acted like a rogue, as if to say, "I've already done it, you can kill me or chop me up as you please."
It was also at that time that someone pulled out a gun, not at Carl, but at Joseph behind Carl.
Then Joseph's men also pulled out guns, and then more people pulled out guns.
The situation was on the verge of getting out of control.
At that time, Carl walked silently to Sean, took the pistol that Sean was pointing at Joseph, and put it to his own head.
Sean wanted to put the gun down, but Carl held the gun tightly, so Sean took the gun back by force.
At that time, Carl also put the Colt Python that belonged to Rick into his hand and said, "If you are not happy with me, if you regret having me, shoot me and kill me."
Rick raised the gun, really raised it, and cocked the hammer.
Because at that time, Rick had already felt that Carl might be a disaster and would bring more bloodshed and sacrifice to the prison.
Carl could understand how conflicted Rick was at that time, and how much pressure he felt when he raised the gun.
But at that time, Carl just looked at Rick calmly and yelled, "Shoot if you dare!"
He kept yelling, as if forcing Rick, making Rick's defenses collapse more and more.
Until Sean snatched the gun from Rick's hand.
The farce was over, and Carl no longer kept the Colt Python for Rick.
Maybe Rick will find out later that the bullets in the gun are waste and cannot be fired at all.
Even if he was his own father, Carl would not put his life in his hands without reservation. It was not because he did not trust him, but he was forcing him to shoot.
The third meeting ended unpleasantly, as if no useful decision had been made, but this was precisely a decision, a tacit consent.
In the fourth game, which was about prison drug management, Carl won this time.
The fifth game that is about to start today is the most important one, and perhaps the last one.
"Are you tired? Take a break?" Carl asked softly.
"Not tired." Liz smiled, put her hands on Carl's shoulders and stretched her body.
"Since you're fine, come with me later."
"What are you going to do?"
"look."
Carl pushed Liz's hands away, stood up, stretched and yawned.
"Damn it, how long are you going to sleep? Get up quickly." Carl slapped Bucephalus's butt in annoyance, and then hit Bucephalus's tail.
"I think it's because you keep disturbing it and it didn't sleep well at all." Liz laughed.
"Hey, it's about time." Joseph came.
"Okay." Carl nodded and said to Liz, "Let's go and let this lazy guy continue to sleep."
Liz waved to Bucephalus before quickly following behind Carl.
"Is everything ready?" Carl asked softly.
"Of course, everything as you command." Joseph nodded.
"Um."
It was still the same meeting room, but there were two more guards at the door than before.
Carl came according to the timeline. When Carl brought Joseph and Liz in, everyone was already there.
There were more seats, instead of the original fifteen, there were now seventeen, with the addition of Hershel and Meru.
As for Liz and Joseph, who were brought by Karl, they had no seats and could only stand behind Karl.
As for the people brought by Karl, some frowned slightly, some had no expression on their faces, but no one said anything.
Sean was still in the first place, and his position was still there. Carl was also in his original position. After sitting down, he turned his head and his eyes met Sean's.
The two looked at each other for a long time.
…
"You're not obsessed with power, you can take it easy."
"What's the meaning?"
"You're not a particularly qualified leader, Sean. Listen, I'm not belittling you. This is a fact."
"What do you want to say?"
"I think you should step down."
"What?"
"I think I'm more suitable."
"Carl, listen, you still..."
"No, Sean, you should listen to me. You trust me, and I appreciate it. You know, you understand me."
"No, I know Karl from the past. I can't say I completely understand you now."
"Sean, believe me, it doesn't matter. I've always been Carl. You know how different I am. I need your support. I can bring everything better."
"Karl, your decisions sometimes scare me. I think you are not mature enough. The prison will be yours, but you have to wait until you are truly mature."
"So what about tomorrow? The meeting?"
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