The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

"I can't throw it out. The wire is too dense."

"That's no excuse. If you want, you can catch mice and even steal a chick. If you want, a barbed wire fence can't stop you."

Liz was slightly stunned, stared at Karl with wide eyes, and then quickly lowered her head.

Carl glanced at Liz and continued to walk forward, saying, "You are a little too much to steal the chicks. I didn't want to care about you at first, although I know it, but it has nothing to do with me."

"I didn't steal it..." Liz defended herself weakly, and followed Carl timidly.

"Maybe, but that's not the key point. But anyway, you gave me a surprise."

"Surprise? What surprise?" Liz was slightly stunned and a little confused.

"You, you are my surprise." Carl turned and looked at Liz.

Liz was slightly stunned, then quickly took two steps back, looking at Karl at a loss, with a little fear.

Ka chuckled and said, "Don't think too much. I just think you and I are very similar in some ways. It makes me feel like I have found a kindred spirit."

"Same kind?" Liz murmured softly, as if pondering the meaning.

"You may not understand it very well. Haha, you will understand it later, but I have to teach you something first."

Carl gave a gentle smile and continued walking with Liz.

Liz followed behind Carl a little and looked at his profile.

"What are you going to teach me? Is it fun? Carol taught us a lot, but I didn't really like it."

"You must learn what I teach you. If you don't want to learn, I will kill you, because I know that the point between you and me is a point of disaster."

Liz's body trembled subconsciously, and she was inexplicably afraid of the seemingly gentle boy next to her.

"Come here, wash your hands first, wash them clean."

Carl took Liz to an independent faucet. There were many independent faucets like this for the horses to drink water.

"Oh." Liz nodded obediently and walked closer.

Carl turned on the faucet for Liz. The water flow was neither too strong nor too weak. Liz put her hands under the water, rinsed them casually, shook off the water droplets, and then looked at Carl.

Carl frowned, grabbed Liz's hand directly, put it under the water, and washed it for her.

"What are you going to do?" Liz said softly, not daring to resist too violently.

"Are you afraid of me?" Carl raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No, it's just..." Liz seemed to be trying to remain calm.

Carl smiled indifferently, "Maybe it's just like blood suppression. You can feel my not-so-good side, just like a little pervert is afraid of a big pervert."

"Pervert?" Liz couldn't understand.

"Well, you will understand later. Remember the first point I taught you. Girls should be clean."

Carl washed Liz's hands, just like he always washed Penny's hands.

"Oh." Liz nodded.

"Okay, if you want to shake the water droplets, don't do it in my direction. You just smeared it on me. I have mysophobia and it's very uncomfortable."

Carl released Liz's hands and turned off the faucet.

However, Liz did not shake off the water droplets immediately. Instead, she looked at Carl and asked with some fear, "Will you kill me?"

"Why do you ask?" Carl was slightly stunned.

"Because I got water droplets on you." Liz seemed really scared and looked at Carl with some fear.

Karl frowned. "Your sixth sense is so sharp? Well, I want to know what kind of person you think I am."

Liz shook her head, pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Karl frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head, "Forget it, forget it if you don't want to talk about it, but I can promise that as long as you study what I teach you seriously and as long as you don't betray me, I won't kill you."

"Betrayal?" Liz whispered.

"Yes, betrayal." Carl nodded and looked at Liz. "You can't tell anyone what I'm going to tell you next. Can you do that?"

"Okay, okay." Liz nodded quickly.

Carl smiled and patted Liz's head. "You actually know the nature of zombies, right?"

"What do you mean?" Perhaps because of Karl's touch, Liz's body was a little stiff, and she didn't dare to move.

"Essence, although you think there is no difference between humans and zombies, you know that zombies will attack you, right?"

"No...no." Liz wanted to explain something.

But Carl interrupted her, "So, do you think your behavior is right? Feeding the zombies? Or teasing the zombies?"

Liz shook her head and said nothing. When you don't have the courage to say no, silence becomes the best protest.

"Haha, maybe you think this behavior is normal and no big deal, right?" Carl smiled, "Yes, I think it's normal too, no big deal, you don't have to be too restrained."

Liz widened her eyes and looked at Carl with some surprise and curiosity, "Is this what you mean by the same kind?"

"No, it's not that simple." Carl shook his head and took Liz to the wire fence.

Carl continued, "So do you think other people would find your behavior normal?"

"No, they can't understand it, and neither can Carol."

Liz felt a genuine sadness, a sense of loneliness that no one could understand.

"Well, I understand, Liz. Remember, you don't need too many people to understand you. It's not difficult to influence anything whether others understand you or not."

Carl looked at Liz and said gently,

"What I want to tell you is that you must remember it firmly. They cannot understand and may even think you are a pervert or have mental problems. This is normal.

I don't know if you know whether you are normal or not, but you definitely know that if others find out, they will think you are abnormal."

"I…" Liz wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, so she just stared at Karl in a daze.

Carl responded with a gentle smile, "The second thing I want to teach you is also the one I think is the most important."

"What?"

"To make yourself look normal, you can disagree with something in your heart, but you can't show it. You need to know what others cannot accept about yourself, so you need to hide it.

You don't necessarily need to be normal in the eyes of others. Who says they are always right? But you have to act like others.

Hide, understand? Hide yourself, hide the things in yourself that others don't like, because we need them to survive and live a better life.

So we have to fit in with them, even if it's just on the surface, in my opinion, that's enough." Carl looked at Liz deeply.

Liz's eyes lit up, she raised her head and met Karl's gaze, and said with some excitement and expectation, "So if we don't need them, do we need to hide them?"

Karl was slightly stunned, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Liz changed again. Yes, Liz was more pure.

"Or out of their sight."

Carl's hand was on Liz's head again.

This time Liz was no longer afraid, her body did not tremble, but instead she felt at ease.

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