"Sean, will they come over? Will they attack the prison?" Amy asked worriedly.
The expressions of most other people also looked much uglier. Before this, most people had not realized that there were so many zombies outside, and this was only a short distance from the prison.
Sean shook his head. "Normally they won't move towards us, and we will also start to lead them away in a planned way, while trying to break them up into small pieces and gradually eliminate them. However, this is not what we want to discuss today. This is what we want to discuss."
Sean pointed to the red dots on the map and said, "These are the approximate locations of other survivors' camps that we know of so far."
"Wait, Sean, can I ask what the other marks on the map mean? In addition to the red and black dots, why is there a black cross?" Pete raised his hand and asked.
Sean glanced at him and nodded. "The black cross represents a swarm of zombies numbering approximately 10,000. If we clear the prison, it will mean our demise."
Suddenly, except for Mordarielkar who already knew the situation, everyone else was stunned. They stared at the map in a daze, and for a moment, an emotion called uneasiness began to spread in their hearts.
"Ahem." Sean coughed a few times to interrupt everyone's wild thoughts and consoled them.
"But you don't have to worry too much. Moore, Daryl, and I have always been prepared to deal with the zombie hordes. Currently, there are only three zombie hordes of this size within a radius of 300 miles.
Two of them are at the rightmost edge, 300 miles away in a straight line, and the other one is at the rightmost position, nearly 200 kilometers northeast of the prison.
It is unlikely that they will migrate here at the moment. Even if they do move towards us, it will take time. We can prepare for the situation in advance.
What I want to tell you is that if anyone wants to go out, they must pay attention to the locations of these zombies. Their locations are not fixed, they will move.
You must be extremely careful not to run headfirst into the horde of zombies."
When Sean said the last sentence, he was looking at Carl, and the meaning was very clear: don't run around if you don't have to, it's very dangerous outside.
In response, Carl nodded, looking like he would obey.
At this time, Martinez raised his right hand high and straight.
Sean shook his head helplessly and smiled, "Martinez, you don't have to be so reserved. Just don't interrupt me directly and say whatever you want to say."
Martinez stood up, nodded and said, "Is the purpose of our meeting to discuss whether to take the initiative to clean up the zombies? If so, I have some opinions on this. First of all, I think..."
"No, no, no." Sean quickly waved his hand to interrupt Martinez, "This is not what we are going to discuss in this meeting. I tell you this just to let you know.
The world is still very dangerous. Don't think that prison is the Garden of Eden. We can't relax. We still have to work hard to survive. There are still many dangers around us."
Martinez frowned in confusion, but still sat down without saying anything else.
"So Sean, what exactly are we going to discuss?" Carol asked.
Sean nodded and pointed to the red dots on the map and said, "This is what we want to discuss. The red dots on the map represent the camps of other survivors.
Some are mobile, some are fixed, some have only a dozen or twenty people, some have nearly a hundred people, and the largest one even has hundreds of people. "
"So what does this have to do with what we are going to discuss today?" Andrea asked confusedly.
"Ahem." Sean paused and hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about how to word it, and then he said after a while;
"It is with them that we have to discuss this. We need to decide whether to capture them and annex their population into our prisons."
"Sean, are you crazy? How are you any different from the Governor?" Michonne immediately slammed the table and said.
"Sean, although I am a nobody, since I am sitting here, I feel that I need to express my opinion. You are provoking disputes like this. Since you have said that the world is still so dangerous and there are still so many zombies, why do we humans still have to kill each other?
Oh my God, if this is true, it would be self-destruction!" Maggie said indignantly.
Maggie finished speaking and kicked Glenn next to her, signaling Glenn to join in. However, this time Glenn just turned his head, looked at Maggie and shook his head.
"I think what Maggie said makes sense. At this time, we humans should not kill each other anymore." Stevens nodded to Maggie.
"Everyone, everyone, calm down for a moment." Sean slammed his hand on the table, supported his hands on the table, and leaned forward.
The scene gradually quieted down, and most people here gave Sean respect.
"Everyone, I have said that the main purpose of this meeting is to discuss. Since it is a discussion, I will naturally give you the opportunity to express your opinions, but before that, can you let me finish what I want to say?"
"Of course, Sean, go ahead." said Tzai.
"Sean, take a break, let me talk." Carl suddenly looked at Sean and said.
Sean was slightly stunned, frowning slightly, "Are you sure?"
"Carl, we are discussing serious business now, stop making trouble." Michonne said.
Dr. Stevens smiled and waved to Karl.
In fact, most people have no objection to Carl being here, nor do they have any objection to Carl's seat.
Even if there are, they are just those people who don't know Carl very well. But at the same time, not knowing Carl very well also means that they are not important in prison, at least they have not entered the real core circle, so they will also have self-awareness and will not show it.
Karl nodded to Sean and stood up. "I was the one who proposed it, so naturally I should be the one to say it."
Sean looked at Karl for a few seconds, their eyes intertwined, and Sean nodded, then looked at everyone, patted the table and said:
"Karl will preside over this meeting next. I hope everyone will cooperate."
Sean wasn't asking for advice, he was stating it, commanding it.
Then, Sean patted Carl on the shoulder and stood aside. Carl walked to the map on the blackboard, which was the position after the first place.
But Sean went straight to Carl's seat and sat down, which made Carl slightly stunned, but Carl didn't say anything about it.
He pulled out the first chair, stood in the first seat, put his hands on the table, and leaned forward like Sean just now.
But compared to the oppressive feeling brought by Sean's muscular body just now, Carl's body seemed much thinner, and his childish face was not at all oppressive.
But Karl's expression was very serious. He didn't rush to speak, but swept his eyes calmly over the people sitting there.
Maybe it was because of Sean's reminder just now, or maybe it was because Carl had a good relationship with most people here, or maybe it was both.
At this time, no one came to deliberately disrupt the show, and no one spoke.
"Everyone, first of all, this suggestion was indeed made by me."
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