"How much longer until the deep pit is completed?"
"Considering the enemy could arrive at any moment, we've had to cut down on work hours. The deep pit, which was originally supposed to encircle the entire Prison in another week, will now take at least two weeks."
"No matter, it's already sufficient for now."
Shawn stood at the high point of the watchtower and took a rough look. The current 4x4 deep pit had essentially surrounded the area enclosed by the high walls.
Combined with the high walls, it already presented an unshakeable appearance.
It was just that with the high walls and deep pit built, the height of the watchtower hadn't kept up, somewhat obstructing the view from a distance.
'This is something that needs to be followed up on. After dealing with the current troubles, it needs to be strengthened further.'
Shawn thought silently in his heart as he looked into the distance from the watchtower.
Afterward, the group discussed for a while and came up with several countermeasures.
First: The working hours outside the Prison were drastically reduced, from working from sunrise to sunset every day, to just 3 hours a day.
At this point, construction had reached the latter half of the Prison, so if something happened in the front, those working outside could always enter the back of the Prison to avoid danger.
Second: Make more spike traps from felled wood and catch some Walkers, then throw both directly into the deep pit to replace river water and become the Prison's 'moat'.
Of course, spike traps would be the majority, and only a small number of Walkers were needed for deterrence.
Third: The combat unit must maintain full physical strength, ready to respond to any potential crisis.
Fourth: Aside from the construction team, all outdoor activities were canceled. Only Daryl was authorized to go out with Merle and Michonne to set up traps in the wilderness on their own.
Fifth: This point was proposed by Shawn himself—he needed to talk individually with members of the Camp, including the combat unit, maintenance and construction, and logistics.
The reason was simple; those who knew, knew.
In the evening, after dinner.
Shawn sat in the warden's office on the third floor of the Administrative Building, and a soft knock sounded at the door.
"Come in."
A figure opened the door and entered. Carol blinked at Shawn.
"I heard you wanted to talk to us?"
"Come in and close the door," Shawn nodded.
Subsequently, Shawn and Carol engaged in a series of conversations.
It was more about caring for Carol's feelings after assisting in killing for the first time, whether she felt uneasy, and so on.
Of course, in the end, as Carol was leaving, Shawn gently patted her shoulder.
"Impart."
Immediately, Carol's avatar appeared, and a long list of magazines Shawn currently possessed was displayed on the right.
""Swordsman""
Each time knowledge was imparted, the recipient needed time to digest it. When they went to Woodbury, the progress of "Shotgun Savior", which was imparted to Shane, had already doubled, and it could now increase shotgun damage by approximately 6%.
And less than a week had passed, so the progress of digesting this knowledge was already very fast.
It was just unknown whether the knowledge digestion progress would differ between magazines categorized by volume and those categorized by level, so Shawn also wanted to observe this when imparting magazines this time.
Afterward, Shawn took the opportunity to give a magazine's knowledge to everyone he spoke with.
Michonne and Daryl received Night Walker and "Hunter's Diary".
Merle, T-Dog, and others received some weapon manufacturing knowledge and "Shotgun Savior".
Hershel, Old Dale, and Beth were given "Medical Journal" by Shawn.
Jacob, Oscar, and others received "Wiring 101" and "Forging Guide" from Shawn.
The last person to enter was Rick. Shawn's gaze continuously swept over the magazines he possessed.
After much thought and contemplation, he finally decided to give Rick one of his highest-level magazines.
—Hammering the World, Lv25, can craft iron great hammers of up to quality 4.
The moment Shawn imparted it to Rick, Rick's learning progress panel immediately jumped to 20%.
This was almost the fastest adaptation speed among everyone currently. It should be noted that Hammering the World was Lv25.
Shawn wasn't sure if Rick would use a great hammer in the future, but who knew, perhaps a great hammer would be surprisingly suitable for Rick.
However, it's worth mentioning that Shawn's initial idea was a baseball bat, the kind covered in iron thorns.
But unfortunately, Shawn's initial specialized weapon was the great hammer, so he had never obtained any related baseball bat magazines and naturally couldn't impart them, so he gave up on that idea.
The next day, Shawn woke up early.
A soothing, melodious tune came to his ears at just the right moment.
[Level Up, Lv43 → Lv44 (17%)]
[Remaining Skill Points: 3]
[You can now allocate points]
"Well, another level up without any effort."
Shawn got up and dressed, feeling pleased.
Leaving the Administrative Building, he saw Shane and the others leading people to capture Walkers.
From initially avoiding them everywhere and changing their expressions at the mention of them.
To now actively going out to capture Walkers and pushing them into the deep pit, this transformation was significant.
Perhaps it was because of the Prison with its High Walls that gave them confidence.
Because they had confidence, their way of doing things had changed so much.
The reason Shawn could level up to Lv44 was also because the combat unit was capturing Walkers around the Prison this time.
They naturally tried to catch as many as they could, and those that were difficult to catch or had damaged limbs were naturally cleared out to reduce potential threats.
The closer to the Prison, the fewer Walkers, the better.
This situation continued for an entire day, until another night was almost over, and the enemy the Prison residents had imagined still hadn't attacked.
Even Shawn couldn't help but feel a little strange now.
"No way, were they not looking for the Prison when they went to the town that time?"
Shawn leaned his hands on the watchtower railing.
During this special period, those on duty were the strong fighters of the Camp, and it was his turn to be on duty tonight.
But when the town was mentioned, Shawn suddenly remembered something and then hesitated, saying,
"No way, in that direction from the town, besides Woodbury to the north, there's only…"
Lily, Lee, and Clementine's faces, as well as the others from the Mine Camp, appeared in Shawn's mind.
And everything was just that coincidental.
In the early morning, the sky was still a deep blue, and the faint light of dawn could dimly illuminate the land.
Three vehicles sped through the forest. In front of them, through the mist, the shadow of the Prison clearly appeared.
Shawn watched them approach, squeezed the radio to give a notification, then took his shotgun and leaned against the wall next to the barbed wire gate.
As they got closer, Shawn noticed that in the distance behind these three vehicles, there were actually more than a dozen other vehicles following.
"Is that… the Governor?!"
Shawn squinted his eyes and saw the head peeking out of the car window.
When the first three vehicles stopped in front of the barbed wire gate, Lily quickly got out of the first one, looking anxiously at Shawn.
"Save us, our Camp is gone, the Mine is gone."
Lily's voice carried a hint of sorrow, but as a leader, she still bravely endured the pressure and called for help to the Prison.
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