Half an hour later.
Shawn stood in front of the red overlord again, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and said contentedly,
"Now this is a red overlord!"
In front of Shawn, the overall color scheme of the red overlord had not changed, but its appearance had undergone significant alterations.
A 'wasteland-style' metal front fork had been added to the red overlord's bumper.
Several tightly bound chains and a complete metal baffle hung on the front fork, protecting the entire front part of the red overlord.
Iron railings, melted and welded from steel ingots, were added to the front windshield and several side windows of the red overlord.
Several sharp spikes extended from the inner hub of the wheels, resembling a blooming flower.
Four additional headlights were mounted on the top of the red overlord to improve visibility at night.
Apart from its color, the red overlord's form had undergone a complete transformation.
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"Hmm, not bad."
"There are also quite a few engines and battery packs disassembled in the backpack."
"When I can learn the 'Intelligence' sequence later, I'll add them to the red overlord to boost the red overlord's driving performance."
Shawn looked at the 'wasteland-style' red overlord, somewhat unable to part with it.
He even had to hide the red overlord at night before he could rest peacefully.
But just as Shawn was preparing to spend another night in the repair shop warehouse, the humming sounds of several cars and motorcycles suddenly came from outside.
Shawn carefully peered through the gap and saw that these survivors were gradually gathering together.
"Are they all from the same Camp?"
"They seem to be looking for something."
From his position, Shawn could only see roughly, but couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.
However, thinking of this, Shawn couldn't help but be startled.
"Could it be that they're here to snatch the red overlord?"
The red overlord was modified so perfectly that Shawn was jumpy.
But fortunately, these people wandered around for a while and then left.
Shawn didn't relax until he watched them leave.
With his hands clasped behind his head, Shawn muttered to himself,
"It's time to go back tomorrow. I have the materials, and I have the mixing truck for mixing cement and sand and gravel."
"Next is the renovation of the Prison."
"The rebar will be melted using 'forged steel', a concrete wall will be erected, and then a layer of 20-centimeter steel plates will be laid on the outside."
"I also need to dig a moat around the city, a cable-stayed bridge…"
As he spoke, Shawn's consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell into a deep sleep.
...
The sky was dimly lit.
A figure leaned against a tree trunk, taking several deep breaths.
Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the exhaustion in her originally lonely and cold eyes was now unmistakable.
Michonne turned her head, and several decaying Walker bodies trotted up behind her.
She instinctively reached behind her, but grabbed nothing but air.
The masseter muscles on both sides of her cheeks slightly protruded, and she endured the increasingly intense pain, running south.
Through the dimly lit sky.
Behind the tall, towering jungle, Michonne saw a large building surrounded by a metal net.
Several figures moved on the building's lawn and watchtowers.
When Michonne looked at them, they also saw Michonne.
Then, a gun fired.
The gunshot echoed throughout the entire Prison, and Michonne instinctively threw herself forward onto the ground.
Her consciousness began to blur, and her eyes slowly closed.
Michonne
...
Shawn got up early and started tinkering with the concrete mixing truck.
He replaced the mixing truck's battery pack with a new one, filled it with gasoline, and then the 'big round barrel' in the back slowly began to operate.
He then threw the cement powder and gravel from the forging furnace into it, letting the mixing truck slowly mix them.
"OK, by the time we drive to the Prison, the first batch of concrete raw materials will be ready."
Shawn returned to the red overlord, which was 'Fully Armed', 'full of security', and 'unrivaled in dominance' in the front.
It took approximately 3 hours.
Along the way, whenever Shawn encountered a car parked on the side of the road, he would get out and dismantle it to accumulate materials and gain experience.
When the shadow of the Prison was seen from afar, Shawn's experience value had already reached Lv39 (99%).
"Just about to reach Lv40, and back at the Prison, double happiness."
Shawn hummed a song cheerfully.
"When I get back, I'll start with concrete bricks."
The metal net gate of the Prison slowly opened, and Shawn was about to stick his head out to wave to T-Dog on the watchtower.
But then, amidst the shouts of the crowd, Shawn's expression suddenly changed.
...
Administrative Building, second floor.
Lori and the others had cleaned this place thoroughly, and even the beds had been re-washed.
Shawn, led by Rick, stopped outside one of the rooms.
Through the glass on the single door, Shawn could clearly see a figure lying in the room.
His hair was white, and due to excessive blood loss, his face looked even paler.
Rick followed Shawn's gaze and said slowly and solemnly,
"It was a survivor who suddenly appeared. They shot and injured a woman."
"But before she fell unconscious, that woman said a word—Thorned Stone Hammer. I think she must know you."
"We were just trying to figure out the situation when we were indiscriminately attacked by the group of people chasing them from behind."
"Fortunately, the person on duty at the time wasn't Hershel, otherwise, if there were no doctor, the current situation would be quite troublesome."
Rick seemed to be in low spirits and was not surprised by Shawn's return; instead, he seemed troubled, his voice low.
"What happened to them?"
Shawn's voice was calm.
But if one looked closely, one would surely notice his eyes were slightly bloodshot, like a blood moon descending.
Under his calm expression, something was slowly awakening.
Rick licked his lips and spoke with growing anger,
"That woman was taken away by that group of survivors, and Shane went after them and hasn't returned yet."
"Dale was also injured because of this."
As his words fell, Rick tried to look directly into Shawn's eyes, furrowed his brow, and straightened his body slightly.
"Hey, Shawn, listen to me."
"Dale just had a piece of flesh taken out by a stray bullet. He's unconscious because of his age and excessive blood loss. Hershel said he's fine."
"We've just occupied the Prison. We still need time to develop and expand."
"If we go against another unknown survivor Camp, we might lose a lot."
This was Rick's rational judgment.
Of course, this was only a judgment made from Rick's perspective.
When Shawn looked at it from another angle, it might not be the case.
So, Shawn pulled a cold smile.
"Of course I know...blood for blood!"
Well, it was all for naught.
Hearing Shawn's reply, Rick suddenly closed his eyes, and his whole person became quiet, no longer restless as before.
"I'll go too. Lori and Carl will be fine," Rick suddenly said.
"No, you have to stay at the Prison, stay behind the fence and start fixing the concrete shape I brought back with the others."
"The concrete can't wait, otherwise, it will eventually completely solidify in the barrel."
"Once it solidifies into a dead barrel, not only will the truck be ruined, but also the concrete I painstakingly brought back."
"Rick, I need you to stay at the Prison and stabilize the morale."
"Dale and that woman, I will go and demand an explanation."
Shawn uncharacteristically put down his hammer and stood straight in front of Rick.
A dagger appeared in his hand.
Although it was just an ordinary dagger, in Shawn's hand at this moment, it still emanated a chilling sharpness, piercing to the bone!
"Do you know who they are?"
"I do."
Of course, Shawn knew. He had even met them just last night.
Shawn suddenly felt some regret. If he had known that this series of events would happen, he should have found a way to eliminate them in the town last night.
However, although Shawn was special, he was ultimately not a prophet and could not know all the things that had not yet happened.
But since things had come to this, Shawn still decided to act first.
Shawn slowly went downstairs, and several soft echoes came from his ears.
"...Of course I know it won't just end like this, but we are a whole, we have to consider more."
"...To hell with considerations!"
"...Merle!"
"...No, don't speak, we only listen to Shawn and Rick."
"..."
At the entrance of the Administrative Building stood Glenn, T-Dog, Daryl, Maggie, Merle...almost all the combat power of the Camp had gathered here.
Even Otis and Big guy had come out of C Block.
And when Shawn appeared, they suddenly stopped arguing, and their voices gradually faded.
They all turned their heads in unison, and Shawn's tall figure was reflected in their eyes.
The crowd remained silent, just quietly waiting for Shawn to speak.
Shawn scanned around, taking in everyone's expressions.
They felt anger, they were anxious, they had a hint of guilt...
Shawn said nothing, simply pushed open the metal net and walked outside the Prison.
Facing a Walker slowly approaching, Shawn easily plunged the dagger into its brain.
At the same time, music played in Shawn's ears, and familiar messages appeared before his eyes.
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