bookcurios Chapter 217 Talk
Chapter 217 Talk
In the house where Rick and Sean live in the Alexandria community.
The empty basement became a dungeon for the two men to torture their enemies.
Sean came down the stairs carrying a bucket of water.
In the basement, three captives tied to chairs bowed their heads and fell unconscious. Sean glanced at the filth under the chairs and said to Rick, who was arranging torture instruments at a table next to him:
"This house is turning into a cesspool. We can't let Carl see this when he comes."
Rick picked up a hacksaw, shook off the blood on it, and sighed:
"Yes, let's get rid of them today."
"Will you stay and clean up, or should I?"
Sean pouted and said, "You go ahead. I'm too lazy to go out."
Rick felt a little helpless and pointed at the three unconscious prisoners sitting on the chairs: "Then you have to lend a hand."
Sean frowned, suppressed his nausea, and picked up the bucket to wash the floor. The water flowed into the sewer with feces and blood.
The two men walked towards the captives. Sean took out a knife and was about to kill one of them, but one of the captives slowly raised his head and let out a low roar.
"Roar…"
"He's converted." Sean looked at Rick.
Rick nonchalantly pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it at the zombie's head, his expression never changing from beginning to end.
"Rick..." Sean said suddenly, looking at Rick's face.
"What's wrong?" Rick turned his head in confusion.
"You should see a psychiatrist."
Sean seriously reminded Rick that Rick's mental state has become more and more extreme since Lori's death.
"I'm fine, I just... want to think about Judith and Cardo."
Rick hesitated for a moment and said:
"And you, my brother. You should think more about yourself. You can't stay single forever."
Sean stared at Rick seriously, he didn't want to joke now.
Rick looked helpless as Sean stared at him. He sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go find Dennis."
"You're right. When Karl saw me today... he was a little scared of me. Whether it's because he did something wrong or not, the relationship between us is indeed different from before."
Rick relented, and Sean patted his shoulder encouragingly, and the two of them got to work cleaning up the basement.
Alexandria has changed a lot recently, with some residents dying and new people joining in. In order to survive better, people began to concentrate on learning shooting and fighting.
In the garden for residents to practice, in addition to those who are busy working, all residents, regardless of gender, age or status, are practicing how to use knives in the garden.
Alan and the four children, Carl, Eric and Patrick, sat on a bench in the garden and talked about their future plans.
Alan still has her eyes on the satellite station on the map, and she needs her partners to provide useful suggestions.
"Do you remember the drone the principal gave me?" Eric said.
"Yeah, you still tinkering with that thing?"
Alan raised an eyebrow.
"I'm trying to make a drone array, controlling multiple drones at the same time, letting them throw at the enemy, or self-destruct."
Eric was a little excited. After leaving Savannah, he had used drone tactics in combat and it had been successful every time. Practice had proved that drone tactics had great potential.
"So how's the progress now?"
Alan frowned. Her strong combat awareness made her instantly aware of the role of the drone.
"I can only control two drones at the same time... If I want to continue, I will need the support of the army. I have too few resources..."
Eric lowered his head, he seldom showed a frustrated expression, nothing could make him feel frustrated unless he cared about it very much.
"Why don't you go see the principal? He's sure he'll like your idea." Alan said doubtfully.
Eric remained silent. He couldn't admit that he was timid in front of a girl.
Alan saw what Eric was thinking and encouraged him directly: "You are smarter than all of us, Eric."
"But in some aspects, you still need some courage. Why not be brave enough to show yourself? We are your friends and we will support you."
"When this mission is over, you can go to Atlanta to find the principal. He will be able to help you bring out the best in your talents."
Eric was quite touched, but he calmly agreed: "I know, Alan, I will."
Carl and Patrick reached out their hands, one on each side, and shook Eric's shoulders encouragingly.
"So what are the specialties here? I'm hungry."
Patrick lowered his head and touched his empty stomach and suddenly said.
Karl: "..."
The relaxed and cheerful atmosphere of the Alan trio made Carl feel confused. He was the last one to join the small group. Although he had topics to talk about with everyone, as soon as the four of them got together, he didn't know what to say.
Alan asked Eric and Patrick about their experiences while she was away, and then she picked a random topic and asked Carl to chat with her alone.
"Karl, you're being stupid again."
Alan looked at Carl, and Carl lowered his eyes, not daring to look Alan in the eye.
"You always act inferior in front of the group. Why?" Alan said unhappily.
"Really...I...no, no, no, I just don't have anything to say." Carl raised his head and immediately denied Alan's put-down.
"Admit it, Carl. Your family doesn't have a good reputation in the Destiny Front. That's why you always pretend to be weak and keep silent when facing many people. You don't want others to see it..."
Alan poked Carl's chest with his index finger and changed the subject:
"You don't want people to see how strong you are. You're afraid of being targeted. You're wasting your time and your talent."
Karl was stunned for a moment, and doubted himself in his heart. Talent? What talent did he have?
"Just from the stories your father told you, you were able to figure out the technique of single-action rapid-fire. Don't you think you're very smart?"
"Although you have been pretending to be mediocre and weak, many of your actions reveal wisdom."
"I think you should think about how to move on from what happened in the past and use your talents to achieve some goals."
Alan reminded Carl implicitly that in fact she had already seen what Carl was suitable for.
What Carl could do overlapped with what she did in the team, and Carl didn't realize it.
Carl always plays the role of a leader without realizing it, making others obey his command.
Alan felt this deeply during his school graduation exam.
In other groups, Carl would direct his classmates to cooperate, which is a responsibility that only a leader can take on, and Carl always takes the initiative to take it on without realizing it.
"I need you to express yourself in front of everyone, when there are many people around. I believe you have a lot of thoughts that you haven't said."
“Karl, you can be my deputy now. In the future, you will also be a leader of the people.”
Alan painted a rosy picture for Carl to brainwash him. She admitted that Carl had the potential and advantages she mentioned, but whether he could develop them depended on Carl himself.
What she is doing now is what a leader should do, to unite all the forces that can be united.
I need you, I believe you, and it is a positive endorsement of Carl.
Carl felt his breathing quicken, he himself was not aware of his own strengths.
"Alan, I will. I will help you with all my strength!"
Carl looked at Alan with emotion. It was Lori who gave birth to him, and it was Alan who knew him!