"Don't rush."
"You can't rush when killing Walkers."
"If you miss a blow, pull the crowbar back, ensuring you always have a weapon to fight with in your hand."
"You know how we all do it, right? You've seen it many times with your own eyes."
"Their heads, just one hit is enough to stop them from moving."
"Carol, one more time."
Shawn's voice was gentle.
It was less like forcing her and more like encouraging her.
Encouraged by Shawn, Carol reopened her eyes, swallowed, and slowly pulled out the crowbar, following the trajectory of Shawn's palm.
Looking at the Walker with its head tilted, Carol didn't hesitate this time. She exerted force with both hands, directly plunging the spike into its eye socket.
It pierced straight through the dysfunctional eyeball into the brain, completely destroying its last instinct for movement and its bloodthirsty desires.
In a place unseen by human eyes, the residual nerve tissue began to suffer devastating damage, and the Walker fell with a 'thud' inside the railing.
It half-clutched the metal railing and collapsed right in front of Carol.
"How was it? Was it difficult?"
"It was alright."
Carol's face was a bit pale, but a slight curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Just as she said.
It seemed that killing Walkers wasn't as difficult as she had imagined.
Neither in terms of physical force nor moral spirit.
When Carol inserted the spiked end of the crowbar into the Walker's eye socket and gently twisted it.
At that instant, a peculiar sensation came from the tip of the spike, spreading along the shaft of the crowbar all the way to Carol's palm.
"It's a very subtle feeling."
Carol couldn't help but say.
The moment the Walker fell in front of her, Carol felt as if a crucial part of her body had opened up.
Her grip on the crowbar no longer felt awkward.
Before Shawn could even continue to encourage her, she confidently took her stance and dispatched the Walkers approaching the fence one by one.
Shawn revealed a smile and raised an eyebrow at the wide-eyed people behind him.
Glenn gave Shawn a thumbs-up. He didn't speak, but his face was full of 'awesome'.
Yesterday, they tried many methods, but Carol always managed to avoid them.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Shawn spoke today, Carol seemed to have opened her meridians, swinging the crowbar with gusto.
In these ten-odd seconds, Carol had killed 3 more.
She wiped her forehead and looked back at Shawn.
"Alright, you guys don't really want to watch me kill all the Walkers by myself, do you?"
"Coming." Daryl responded, not using his crossbow but drawing the small knife from his waist and stepping forward.
Seeing the others also take positions to finish off the Walkers, Shawn secretly thought, 'This is bad.'
It was like teaching the apprentice and starving the master.
Having taught Carol, Shawn almost forgot what he was here for.
Although this was a large exercise yard, each Walker killed meant one less.
If Carol and the others took them all, what would Shawn do for his level?
Thinking of this, Shawn quickly raised his Shotgun, extended the barrel through the fence gap, and began to steal kills.
He was truly stealing kills.
One shot, one explosion…
In the end, when only about a dozen Walkers were left in this exercise yard, Shawn called out, "Stop."
At the same time, information about his level promotion appeared before Shawn's eyes.
Level promoted, Lv30 → Lv31
Remaining Skill Points: 3
You can add points now
"Level 31, feeling good."
He hadn't encountered much danger today, but the level progress was almost the same as yesterday, or even more.
Shawn blew on the barrel of his remington, then contentedly hoisted his Stone Hammer back onto his shoulder.
He turned his head and said to the few people he had brought along,
"If nothing unexpected happens, the other side of the Prison also has the same layout, with three exercise yards: two small and one large."
"We can probably split into three groups to clear them, and then we might still make it back for dinner."
Then, the Walker clearing team, led by Shawn, Shane, and Daryl, split into three groups, each taking 1-2 people.
As for the area distribution... hehe.
Shawn naturally had his own little plan, leading Carol, who was assigned to his group, to the large exercise yard on the right side of the Prison.
"The large exercise yard has enough Walkers; the horde that surrounded me earlier came from here."
"Plus, Carol is just starting with Walkers, so her skills might not be proficient. Roughly speaking, it means I'll monopolize the experience points for this area."
"Wahahaha, I'm a genius!"
Shawn stood contentedly in front of the railing, but just as he was feeling pleased, he heard several 'pffft' sounds by his ear.
He turned to look and saw that Carol had already quietly started killing Walkers.
Those sounds just now were the crowbar being pulled out of the Walkers' heads.
Moreover, as the number of kills increased, Carol became even more proficient, not at all inferior to the combatants in the team.
Shawn raised an eyebrow and quickly began his own headshot spree.
'Didn't she not dare to kill even one just now? How did she become so skilled in an instant?'
Shawn felt bitter.
This was truly lifting a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
'It's okay, it's okay. There are plenty of Walkers anyway, and our own people killing Walkers also increases 'experience'. The team's overall combat strength has also risen another notch.'
Shawn kept comforting himself, but his movements became faster and faster.
He also left about a dozen Walkers, then Shawn finally let out a sigh of relief, wiping the invisible sweat from his forehead.
Level promoted, Lv31 → Lv33 (2%)
Remaining Skill Points: 5
You can add points now
The familiar cheerful music played, and Shawn suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Carol, fighting for 'love' and 'protection', was terrifyingly formidable!
Shawn smiled at Carol, who was a bit exhausted beside him: "Let's go, they should have finished a long time ago. It's a good time to go back now, I can already smell the spam."
"Mm." Carol nodded gently, wiping the blood from her jaw.
This gentle demeanor, compared to her efficient Walker-killing appearance just now, made her seem like a completely different person.
Shawn and Carol walked on the small path on the side of the Prison.
"Thank you, Shawn."
Carol suddenly spoke.
Shawn awkwardly scratched the back of his head: "It's just something I did along the way, and it's good for the team if you can stand on your own."
Shawn answered truthfully; he wasn't trying to be funny at this moment.
"No, I was also talking about the Sophia incident."
"And ever since then, I've always wanted to find a way to make it up to you, to thank you."
"But it seems... I just owe you more and more."
Carol swung the crowbar casually in her hand, much like her mood at the moment.
Shawn watched the spiked end being swung around by Carol, his eyelids twitching twice. He subtly moved a little further away.
"If Carl or Amy encounter trouble, I'll step up too."
"It's not really an obligation, I just want to see them grow up healthy."
Shawn suddenly felt a little emotional.
He had been in this world for some time now, and gradually he even felt like he couldn't leave here.
Having gotten used to killing Walkers.
Even if he were suddenly sent back, he would probably be very unaccustomed, right?
Having gotten used to the people here, it would feel strange if they suddenly disappeared.
Carol beside him remained silent.
Shawn rested the Hammer horizontally behind his neck, his hands resting on the handle, walking slowly with Carol as if on a stroll.
He looked up at the sky; the setting sun had dyed the sky a dark yellow.
But Shawn knew that they still had tomorrow, and the day after…
Don't rush, no need to r
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