What the World Needs

A few minutes later.

"In short, you work with them as a tracker while you search for the person who separated from your side?"

Mark nodded with a cold expression.

"Yes, a group of wolves had gone out to meet some outsiders, and their plan was to start a conversation. Meanwhile, I took the opportunity to leave and look for that lost person. We wanted to get closer to this place to see if there were people who could help us." After saying this, Mark asked, "Are you involved with those people?"

Daryl had already returned his motorcycle to the road, but now that he took a better look, the damage was severe. He got so angry that he needed to vent somehow.

Looking around, Daryl pulled out his dagger and began eliminating the walkers that were approaching.

Jasmine by his side didn't speak much. When she saw Daryl's movements, she also pulled out a dagger and joined in the clearing. With a few simple observations, Dominic knew that Mark wasn't worried about that woman's departure, and from the way she moved, it was clear that the woman had good skills.

Seeing this, he turned his head to look at Pool and Mark.

"The wolves you work for kidnapped many people and killed indiscriminately. Right now, you could say we're on bad terms, and I really want to get rid of that plague."

"Oh, we don't care what you want to do with the wolves. We're just trying to say that we had a stupid accident.

Dominic and the people behind him exchanged glances with a bit of confusion.

…

Daryl swung his hand, holding a long knife, stabbing the walkers surrounding him. Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from right behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw the head of a walker pierced by a knife.

Then, an unpleasant-looking woman walked past him. Daryl gritted his teeth in frustration and weighed the dagger in his hand.

Pff! Crack!

Just as Jasmine was about to kill the walker in front of her, a dagger flew by and stabbed the walker in the head.

She looked back and saw that Daryl had no expression on his face, as if he hadn't just thrown the knife.

Jasmine shook her head, pulled out the dagger, and tossed it back to Daryl, who also picked the knife up from the ground. The two exchanged glances and then simultaneously turned back to clear the walkers on both sides.

"Daryl, let's go!" After a few minutes, everyone returned to their motorcycles.

"What should we do now?"

"We have to head back. We've had enough of this place to stick around.

A few meters away, three people got into a car and left. Watching this, Daryl felt a bit strange.

"Didn't you invite them?"

"I did, but they said they had companions nearby. The man named Mark headed in this direction to meet up with his people."

Daryl remained silent. He knew that the man named Mark wasn't just an ordinary old man; he could sense that kind of vibe from dangerous people.

"Should we follow them?"

Dominic hesitated, and after thinking for a long time, he finally made a decision.

"Yes, I'm curious about that man named Mark."

...

Half an hour later, Dominic stood on the roof of a rundown building, staring dazedly at the distant structures.

They really hadn't found them...

This was the first time this had happened since he could remember, and Daryl, who had the skill to find people, had failed.

What could have happened?

"Damn it!"

"What did you say?"

"No, I just said that I couldn't find those people."

Daryl sighed in frustration; those people really got away.

"So, what should we do? Go back now?"

Looking at the dead city around them, it seemed impossible to find the other party now. The only option was to go to the point where their group and the wolves were supposed to meet again for a brief exchange.

"Let's head back."

When Dominic and the others returned to the meeting point, they saw two cars parked there in the distance, and the people in the cars saw them too, but the ones bringing the supplies hadn't arrived yet.

"Zz. Glenn, are you still alive?"

"Zz… Of course I am. We'll be there in 30 minutes."

"What happened?"

"Zz… The situation's more complicated. I'll tell you later."

After waiting another 20 minutes, two trucks approached from afar, and everyone remained on high alert.

The two cars didn't stop until they were about 30 meters from Dominic's convoy. More than a dozen people got out, and the leader was the one who had negotiated with them, Manny.

"Listen, I've brought what you asked for. Are our agreed-upon supplies ready?"

Dominic slowly stepped forward, observed the people, and noticed there were some others behind the wolves.

"Our supplies won't arrive for a little while longer."

"Alright, we'll wait a bit, then we'll pay for the goods and deliver them."

Twenty minutes later, everyone finally saw several cars approaching from the distance. There were three trucks in total.

Daryl suddenly approached and pointed at the last vehicle, saying, "Did you run into some kind of trouble?"

Of course, Luke saw it too, wondering what was going on, so he held back his curiosity and stepped closer.

From the distance, he saw Negan walking toward him with a frown, accompanied by Raúl.

"Negan, why did it take so long?"

Negan turned his head and looked at Raúl, who approached and explained in a low voice.

"Dominic, remember the comic book stores?"

"Yeah, what happened?"

"We saved someone while looking for extra supplies." Raúl's simple explanation made Dominic understand the current situation. He also noticed some survivors coming from behind.

Dominic glanced over and didn't expect to encounter those people again after half an hour.

"Dominic, we meet again."

"Seems like we're destined to meet again."

"Probably, I know what's going on. If you're actually working with these people, I'll need to see if the person you're looking for is at the wolves' base. What's her name, by the way?"

"Lisa," Mark said quietly.

"A nice name."

After finishing, Dominic walked fearlessly toward the group of people and said, "We meet for the first time. Since you initially wanted to talk, I suppose you know who we are. Were you the one who escaped that massacre?"

"How are you so sure?"

"You're staring daggers at me and still assume I'm not sure? Since we've met again, how should I address you?"

"Manny…"

Looking at Manny with a smile on his face, Dominic felt a bit strange. This man really harbored an unshakeable anger, as if his people had been the first to bite.

But now that the other party had brought people, he had to observe their behavior before making a reasonable judgment.

"Besides the people you brought, we want someone else. The agreed-upon supplies are in those trucks."

"Oh? Who else?"

"A girl named Lisa."

Manny asked again with a thoughtful expression, looking at the few people around me, and suddenly realized something.

"Oh, I remember, there should be someone like that in the camp."

Jasmine, standing on the side, had a surprised expression on her face and couldn't wait to intervene.

"That's right, it's her! Is Lisa alright?"

Dominic's eyes suddenly turned a bit cold. He turned to look at Jasmine, and his tone became serious.

"Listen! I haven't decided whether to trade her or not, so you better stay quiet."

But just as those words were finished, an eerie voice came from behind.

"She has to be traded one way or another, whether you like it or not."

Seeing Jasmine take a step forward, Mark shouted for her to stop.

"Jasmine, stop!"

Jasmine didn't pay attention at all. Immediately, she grabbed Dominic's arm and tried to restrain him, but she didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so quick that it gave her no chance.

"Really?"

Crack!

"Ah!"

No one knew what had happened, but Jasmine's arm was twisted, and her entire arm was trapped behind her.