These Walkers would carry some trash, which Shawn packed into his backpack.
It's always wise to pay attention to stacking basic supplies; they come in handy at crucial moments.
Then there were the orange-yellow loot bags that popped out every 6 or 7 steps.
He wasn't sure if it was due to the Blood Moon, but it seemed the drop rate for loot bags had also increased.
Just at a glance, the loot bags scattered on the ground were more numerous than those dropped by the thousands of Walkers in the deep pit previously.
After picking up all of them, Shawn glanced at the number marked in the corner of the loot bag icon.
— 47
In other words, during this Blood Moon, almost a quarter of the Mutated Corpses dropped loot for Shawn.
"Not bad, another 47 Spatial Bags in the bag."
Shawn didn't care what was in the loot bags, as the materials obtained from opening them were mostly trash and basic resources, or just a few magazines.
What Shawn cared about were these Spatial Bags, which were comparable to portable storage rings.
The space within a Spatial Bag cannot be understood in terms of normal cubic volume, as under the influence of the system mechanism, all the items inside can be stacked.
Shawn hadn't yet tried the stacking limit of a single slot in a Spatial Bag.
But even if it was just the normal '99' stacking limit, these Spatial Bags would still be remarkably effective.
Stacking 99 pieces of trash isn't much, but what about stacking 99 stick dynamites? Or even stacking 99 Walker heads?
You should know that Walkers are not considered living beings.
Of course, these were all just theories for now.
Shawn tossed all the loot bags into his system backpack and turned to face Shane, who was approaching with the army.
"Thanks to your reminder, otherwise, facing this level of Walker horde, the Prison's gate might have been breached tonight."
First, a horde of ordinary Walkers, then special Walkers, arriving in succession.
If there hadn't been trap defenses, plus the already prepared army providing simultaneous fire coverage, allowing these two waves of Walkers to enter the Prison's territory and begin attacking some of the Prison's external buildings—
Shane was really worried that the tall walls and large steel gates they had gradually built over two months would turn into ruins overnight.
If only the buildings collapsed, it would be fine; everything could be rebuilt.
But if people were injured as a result, the Prison would undoubtedly suffer huge losses.
In the apocalypse, human lives were the cheapest, to be trampled upon and slaughtered at will.
However, people were also the most indispensable, especially for the Prison, which had only recently started to improve.
Not to mention, if these two waves of Walkers were to enter the Prison and harm the baby already formed in Lori's womb, Shane would surely go mad.
"With me here, nothing will happen."
Shawn didn't say much, just offered a lighthearted reassurance.
At this moment, after a burst of catharsis, his entire soul felt reborn, transparent from the inside out.
A little later.
Shawn temporarily disconnected the power to the Electric Barrier, and the army and the Zealots began to deal with the corpses piled up in the open space outside the Prison.
As for Shawn himself, he met up with Shane, Rick, and others, and they headed to the cafeteria, preparing for a brief meeting.
When the group arrived, they found that several figures had already gathered there.
Diana, Reggie, Glenn, Maggie, Hershel, Oscar… Beth.
All were core members, and they visibly relaxed when they saw Shawn and the others approaching.
"Is everything resolved?"
Andrea and Lori embraced Shane and Rick respectively, and Shawn walked towards Beth.
Beth was frowning delicately, seemingly a little uneasy in her heart.
Seeing Shawn's movement, she didn't hesitate at all and directly threw herself into Shawn's solid embrace.
Her cheek pressed tightly against Shawn's chest, and her hands clasped him tightly, leaving a few white marks on his skin, as if she feared Shawn would disappear if she let go.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Shawn stroked the back of her head.
"The gunshots outside could be heard ten kilometers away; how could I sleep?"
Beth mumbled, rubbing against Shawn's embrace.
But although Beth said that, Shawn knew she was more concerned about him.
Just like the worries between family members, it wasn't just Beth waiting for Shawn; Maggie, Glenn, and Hershel were all there too.
In their hearts, Shawn was already family, but with the added bond of kinship, there was an unspoken connection between them.
On the other side.
Lori lightly kissed Rick's cheek.
"Carl was very worried about you guys; he only fell asleep after the gunshots stopped."
"With Shawn here, we've never had any trouble. This time I didn't join the fight; the main combatants were Shawn and Shane's army."
Rick gently held Lori's hair in his hand, feeling at ease as he smelled its scent.
"Yes, I believe him."
The Prison gave Lori an unparalleled sense of security, something nothing else could compare to.
Shawn had already proven himself, so even Lori could completely trust Shawn.
First, her husband and child; second, also her child.
For Lori, after the apocalypse, these were the only things she could care about.
The two embraced intimately until they heard Shawn's signal to speak, and then reluctantly let go.
Rick and Lori leaned against the dining table, looking at Shawn, who had walked to the center of everyone's view.
Shawn clapped his hands lightly, pulled over a tall stool, and sat in the center.
His body still had the mingled blood of Walkers and humans, and the smell of blood on him wouldn't dissipate, even mixing with the smell of gunpowder to form a completely new scent.
After a night of fighting, Shawn's face showed no fatigue.
His eyes, just freed from bloodlust, still carried a rare confidence and tenacity.
When looking at the core members, Shawn tried his best to rein in the oppressive aura around him.
"I won't say much about what happened outside. We took down two waves of Walker hordes, numbering roughly 500 to 700. The crisis is resolved."
"Next, I will systematize personnel assignments. In the future, survivors in the Prison will be roughly divided into 5 groups."
Since all the core members were present, Shawn took the opportunity to announce the plans he had already written down in his notebook.
First and foremost, the Combat Group—still managed by Shane, the army's authority, with internal appointments handled by Shane himself, specializing in all external combat for the Prison.
The Reconnaissance Group—led by Daryl, with Michonne as his deputy, responsible for the Prison's reconnaissance, external personnel contact, and material Search.
The Engineers—led by Reggie, with Jacob and Oscar as co-deputies, responsible for the Prison's future construction projects and architectural material allocation.
The Logistics Group—led by Rick, with Diana as his deputy, responsible for all internal allocation and management of the Prison, connecting with other groups as needed.
Finally, the Science Group—personally managed by Shawn, with no deputy, currently consisting of only Milton.
These five major components form the entire Prison. The Prison is also managed by Shawn, and obeys only Shawn's commands.
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