Shawn leaned against the window sill, smoking.
Everything that had happened before felt like a dream, an illusion, like a fleeting dream.
"Shawn, calm down. You are the pillar of the village, the Terminator Schwarzenegger of the Camp, the man among men, the Triple Andy Lau!"
"How can you stop here?"
Shawn gently patted his cheeks a few times, finally regaining some of his previous feeling.
He looked back at Beth, who was still sound asleep, quietly closed the office door, and walked out of the Administrative Building.
As soon as Shawn stepped out, he met several pairs of eyes.
They were numb, lifeless, more like Walkers than Walkers, more like walking dead than walking dead.
When Shawn appeared, they all looked at him with resentment.
'Why are you working so hard?'
'You're making everyone competitive...'
Otis finally emerged from Patricia's tent with great difficulty. He was already breathing heavily due to his flabby body, and now he felt even weaker.
"Good morning... good morning..."
Shawn, on the other hand, put on a refreshed look and greeted everyone warmly.
Several men wished they could surround Shawn, subdue him, and beat him up for being so smug.
They just exchanged glances, and this idea was put aside.
Based on Shawn's previous performance, even if they all went together, it wouldn't be enough for Shawn's warm-up training, let alone now that they were weak.
Yes.
A man cannot say he is incapable, but he can say he is weak.
After everyone gathered in front and behind the Administrative Building, Shawn distributed the blood moon survivor rings he had made.
Everyone who came from the Quarry Camp and the Rural Camp received one.
Jacob's construction team and Oscar's group also received a few.
The remaining people, including Lily and Martinez, naturally did not receive any.
However, Shawn would not let them out in the short term, so it was not particularly urgent.
Even though they were confined in the Prison and had lost their freedom, they gained a full sense of security.
With the blessing of the 'Territory Block', as long as the exterior was not breached, the interior of the Prison was incredibly safe.
This opportunity to exchange freedom for safety might be scorned by some outside, but more people would scramble and fight to get in.
People cherish what they lack most and least cherish what they possess.
Human nature has always been like this.
Only after seeing them put on the blood moon survivor rings did Shawn feel relieved enough to call Daryl and the others, and drive towards the town.
The fire truck drove on the forest road, followed closely by the Camp's only two cargo trucks.
After that, there were three small cars and two motorcycles.
The group drove into the town in a grand procession.
Under Shawn's arrangement, they split into three groups.
One group went to the Mine to search for remaining supplies, weapons, and load sand and gravel.
One group stayed in the town to search for useful supplies.
Shawn himself moved flexibly.
He first followed T-Dog and the others towards the Mine, and halfway there, he found a 'transport platform' specifically for carrying large objects.
After dragging the 'transport platform' behind the fire truck, Shawn returned to the spot where he had first encountered the Governor.
The large metal door was leaning on the flattened modified car, and the dead inside had already started to stink.
From the moment Shawn saw the Governor leading soldiers to block the Prison, he knew they wouldn't have time to deal with this door.
At that time, the Governor's mind was constantly focused on breaking through the Mine and the Prison, using blood and tears to bury his Walker daughter.
"Perfect, I'll take the main gate back and install it this time."
"With the main gate, the front part of the Prison, centered around the Administrative Building, will be secure."
It's difficult for one person to move a 6m * 8m metal door freely, but Shawn had a system backpack, didn't he?
Seeing no one watching, Shawn turned and threw the metal door into his backpack, then took it out and placed it on the 'transport platform'.
The 'transport platform' was normally used for transporting minerals, so Shawn didn't need to worry about its load-bearing capacity.
After recovering the lost main gate, Shawn drove and stopped outside the side wall of the Town Hospital.
He got out of the car and took a few steps forward.
An information message immediately appeared before Shawn's eyes.
"Experience + 75"
"Hmm--"
"Who's inside, Daryl or Michonne?"
Shawn didn't expect them to be interested in this place too.
Immediately, he no longer hesitated. He held his Crescent Blade in a backhand grip and strode into the Town Hospital building.
As soon as he stepped into the Hospital lobby, he saw a pile of corpses lying on the ground.
Shawn stopped, looked closely, but found no fatal wounds on their heads.
"These Hospital Walkers are really sneaky."
Shawn held the latter half of the Crescent Blade and gently poked the nearest Walker with the blade.
Perhaps sensing a living creature, it instantly opened its eyes, and as a low growl sounded, the other Walkers lying on the ground also began to rise one by one.
"Roar--"
Shawn quickly scanned them, estimating about 20 of them.
The Walkers stared at Shawn, growling, while Shawn looked at them with a sinister smile.
In terms of aura, Shawn had the upper hand!
He wielded the large blade with powerful, whistling movements, as if the mere force of the wind it generated was enough to keep the Walkers at a safe distance.
With roughly the same number, Shawn could block a Berserkers, so how could these ordinary Walkers pose a threat to him?
Before more Walkers could gather, Shawn cleanly killed all of these Walkers.
Their brains were separated, and their skulls were cleanly cut open, as if swept by a laser.
Carrying his Crescent Blade, Shawn walked upstairs, in a very good mood, humming a song.
"How invincible, how... lonely~~"
The first floor was for registration and appointments, the second floor for waiting for consultations, and the third floor was where surgeries and treatments took place.
Naturally, that was also where the precise medical instruments were located.
Hospitals in America, like many Hospitals in China, use the latest pipeline transportation for dispensing medicine.
Medicines are counted and dispatched from the warehouse, then sent into a pipeline, which automatically transports them to the front desk, where the front desk nurse delivers them to the patient.
This is also why Shawn did not see a pharmacy on the first floor.
The moment Shawn stepped onto the third floor, he suddenly stopped.
He held his long blade and leaned against the wall on this side of the staircase.
If there were a third-person perspective at this moment, one would surely notice another person leaning against a wall behind the staircase corner.
Both of them almost simultaneously became still.
Although no sound was made, both had already discovered the other.
...
Daryl tried to lighten his movements, lowering his center of gravity.
His front and back feet moved alternately, his hands gripping firmly, his wrists relaxed, aiming his crossbow slightly diagonally upwards.
His eyes were as calm as a hunting hawk. He slowly advanced to the stair corner, took a deep breath, and suddenly darted out sideways.
Hm?
Daryl frowned, muttering to himself.
"No one?"
"Did I mishear?"
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