Chapter 51 Believe

　　"Jim was just digging a hole in the end. What does this have to do with the topic we are talking about?"

　　Jim was digging a hole frantically, and Sean went to stop him. It was at that time that he discovered the group of zombies, which left a deep impression on Sean.

　　"It has a lot to do with it. Do you remember how many holes he dug?"

　　"This..." Sean just noticed that Jim was digging a hole, but he didn't pay attention to how many holes he dug.

　　"Eight. Have you thought about this number?" Carl narrowed his eyes slightly so that Sean could not see his expression clearly.

　　"Eight? What's wrong with this number?" Sean didn't understand.

　　"How many men have we lost in our team now, starting with Jim?"

　　"This..." After being reminded by Carl, Sean finally thought of the most crucial connection.

　　Carl nodded, "Yes, we are already down eight people, I asked you our number after the first walker, and you said nineteen.

　　But your number does not include Daryl and Maul, and now, if you don't count them, there are only eleven of us, which means we are eight short."

　　"No, Carl! What are you talking about?" Sean was confused. "You mean, Jim already knew that eight of us would die?"

　　"That's right!" Carl nodded heavily, looking directly at Sean, carefully observing his expression.

　　"To predict the future? ...How is this possible?"

　　"How is it impossible? If someone told you that zombies would appear in the world before this, would you think it was possible?"

　　"But Jim is dead, that's not right..." Sean reacted, "Carl, is that what you mean?"

　　"That's right." Carl's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, "I also have this ability, and my ability is even stronger than Jim's."

　　"Superpowers? Shit! This is unbelievable. Oh my god, is this really true?"

　　Sean found it hard to believe. Even if zombies appeared in the world, he still found it hard to believe that there were super powers in the world.

　　"Of course. Otherwise, how do you think I knew there were so many knives hidden here? And how would I know where the safe place is?"

　　Seeing Sean's unbelievable expression but having to accept the reality, Carl was very pleased. It seems that his deception skills are not bad.

　　As for super powers, that's bullshit of course, but it's a good explanation.

　　Sean lit up a cigarette. He needed to smoke a cigarette to calm down. He finished one cigarette, and then the second one...

　　Well, this is not something that can be calmed down by one or two cigarettes.

　　A long time passed, and Carl didn't say anything during this time. Sean needed time to accept it, and Carl wanted to give him time to accept it.

　　Finally, Sean spoke again, "Carl, can you see the future?"

　　"Almost." Carl nodded. He had indeed seen a lot of scenes of the future, but they were not the present future.

　　"What will this world be like in the future? Is it possible to completely eliminate the zombies and restore a stable society?"

　　"No, not at all." Carl blurted out without any thought. This was the fact, so there was no need to hesitate.

　　"As for what this world will look like in the future...

　　The world has completely returned to its primitive state, to the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, and countless people have abandoned morality and humanity in order to survive.

　　Not only do zombies eat humans, humans also eat humans, Sean, this is not just an adjective, it's a verb."

　　Sean was silent for a while, but he didn't react much. Instead, he chuckled.

　　"It's pretty much what I thought, isn't it? Let alone the future, isn't it almost the same after only a few months?"

　　"Okay, Sean, we should go back. Mom will get anxious if we take too long. You can take these knives. They are quite heavy."

　　"Hey, Carl, wait a minute." Sean pulled Carl and obviously had something to say.

　　Carl looked at him in confusion.

　　Sean asked, "Does anyone else know that you have this ability?"

　　"No, I only told you." Karl just made it up, how could anyone know about it.

　　"What else can you see?" Sean's attitude was a little strange, and he looked a little nervous.

　　Carl immediately understood what Sean meant. He opened his mouth, but the words that came out of his mouth changed.

　　"No, what I can see is not something I can control. After all, that's how it's played out in the movies. Who can control their superpowers well from the start?"

　　"Is that so? Don't tell anyone else about this, okay?"

　　"Of course, I know that."

　　Sean murmured, "Since I chose you, does this mean anything?"

　　"Listen, Carl, since you have gained this ability, it must be a sign of something. With great power comes great responsibility.

　　Perhaps, the hope of this world lies in you. I didn't believe it at first, until I saw it with my own eyes."

　　"Sean, you think too much. We should go back." Carl was speechless. He said such a trivial thing just to make Sean trust him.

　　So that Sean can support himself when making some decisions in the future, but Sean seems to have trusted him too much.

　　You wouldn't think of yourself as the savior, would you?

　　By the way, Dale's words and Sean's last words are both from the New Testament of the Bible.

　　Jehovah the Savior.

　　Sean rolled up the knife again and took Carl back to the camp, but he still looked worried along the way.

　　"Carl! Sean, where have you been for so long?" Lori was a little anxious, and finally felt relieved when she saw Sean and Carl.

　　Sean shook his head. "Nothing. I was just delayed by something. You should go to bed early today. We have to travel early tomorrow morning."

　　Carl took the black cloth tube from Sean and spread it out next to the fire. The dazzling array of knives attracted everyone's attention.

　　Carl ignored the others and chose for himself first. Finally, he chose a Nepalese machete about 40 centimeters long, commonly known as a dog-leg knife.

　　"Sean, you pick one and share it with the others." Carl slapped Sean's butt twice to bring him back to his senses.

　　"Hey Carl, you can't hold that, it's dangerous." Lori was worried.

　　"It's okay, let him hold it." Sean held Lori, looked at her seriously and shook his head.

　　"Hey, Sean, you can't do this, you're indulging him too much!"

　　Sean didn't say anything. He distributed the knives and asked everyone to go back to the car to rest and set off early tomorrow morning.

　　This time Carl sat in the armored vehicle, and Lori was still angry with Sean, so she was still in the RV.

　　It turns out that on nights without entertainment, people can indeed go to bed early, including Carl, who fell asleep leaning against the bullet box.

　　No words were spoken that night.

　　The next morning, Carl woke up at daybreak, found the truck full of purified water and took a cold shower.

　　It wasn't just Carl. Others came earlier than Carl. After everyone had taken a shower, there was still a lot of water, so several women started washing clothes.

　　It was not until noon that everyone set out again.

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