I Come To Change the World of Walking Dead

It was also from then on that Milton found that Philip's character became more and more weird. When he was in his camp, he was a gentle and gentle gentleman, but once he went out, he became extremely cold.

He also often loses his temper inexplicably and abuses the survivors they find. Even a few days ago, Milton found an unrecognizable corpse in a bathroom near a survivor camp. He knew that Philip had killed him. , because he was very familiar with the scars on the body, which were cut out by Philip when he was interrogated.

Milton gradually became afraid of this colleague and friend in his heart. Even so, he did not give up on his friend. He tried to persuade him, but his friend was a very smart person, and his thoughts were really serious in front of him. It's nothing!

In this way, Milton watched Philip step by step to today, becoming the leader of this group of survivors!

In the eyes of those survivors, Philip is an intellectual, rational, powerful and perfect leader, but in the eyes of Milton, Philip is crazy!

...

On the outskirts of Atlanta, an abandoned community.

Some uninvited guests came to this community today. Some walking corpses wandering around the house were attracted by the sound of the convoy, and they crawled out of their hiding places and surrounded the convoy.

"Da da da~ da da da!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

...

The firepower of the convoy was very strong, and the walking corpses on the street were swept away in a short time. Everyone jumped out of the car, and a tall and handsome white man walked in front of the team, pointing to the two passages in the front and back of the community, and ordered: "Call everyone Get off the bus and divide into two groups. One group blocks the two buses one after the other at the two exits, and then seals the surrounding small exits. The other group cleans up the walking corpses in the house, pay attention to safety! Take action! "

Sporadic gunshots came from everywhere from time to time. Philip just stood on the street in the community center, watching people rushing in and out to clean up the various houses. The survivors who were not passing by greeted him, and Philip smiled and nodded. responded.

The cleanup went on for a whole day, and in the evening, everyone finally checked the entire community.

That night, everyone sat around the bonfire and ate all kinds of canned food collected along the way.

Philip didn't eat. He just held an open can and looked at the people present. The orange light reflected on the dirty faces, but they couldn't illuminate their eyes. There was an emotion that made him extremely disgusted.

He doesn't want to live in such a muddle, he misses the kind of life he used to have! Thinking of this, he sent the can in his hand to Martinez next to him. The latter was taken aback, and subconsciously took the can, but saw Philip standing up.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The slow and rhythmic applause attracted everyone's attention, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"Do you think living like this counts as living?"

While speaking, he pointed to the canned boxes on the ground, Philip's deep voice continued: "Eat these things every day, hide and hide, and see what we look like? Does anyone remember when was the last time we took a bath? Where was the last party?"

"Do you think that we should live like this in the last days?"

Martinez put down the can in his hand and said, "Philip, the world has changed, this is what the end of the world looks like!"

Hearing Martinez's words, Philip seemed to be stimulated, his tone suddenly became higher, and he retorted excitedly: "No! I don't think so! Why can't we build a community like before the end of the world?"

Philip strode to the front of the fire and stared at the crowd with piercing eyes. The fire was reflected on his face, and the people saw that his eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire.

"Is there anyone here who doesn't want to be able to sit at home and eat with peace of mind every day?"

"Is there anyone here who doesn't want to live a clean and peaceful life every day?"

"Is there anyone here who doesn't want their children to grow up happily?"

Every word is like a knife,

It pierced the sore spot in people's hearts. At first, some people showed longing eyes, put down the food in their hands, and some people began to stand up sparsely.

Philip strode over, pointed at one of them, and asked loudly, "Do you want this kind of life!?"

"I think!"

Philip pointed to another person and continued to shout: "What about you? Do you want to?!"

"certainly!"

Opening his arms, Philip looked around and shouted louder: "All of you, answer me! Do you want this kind of life?"

"certainly!"

"Of course I want to!"

...

Everyone got up one after another, with fanatical shouts from their mouths! Philip looked around again, and saw the rekindled flames in everyone's eyes!

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Martinez also shouted: "Philip! Philip!"

The shouts of the crowd gradually became unified, and the shouts of the crowd echoed in the community.

"Philip! Philip! Philip!!"

Philip pressed his hands, and everyone's voice gradually became quieter, but everyone still looked at him with fiery eyes.

"Don't worry, everyone, I will do my best to help everyone, and then I will talk about my plan."

In the next period of time, Philip clarified the division of labor tasks for everyone in detail.

The community they lived in was a relatively high-end community before the end of the world, and the surrounding supporting facilities were relatively complete, including water sources and filtration systems.

At present, there are many things that the community lacks. For example, the outer wall alone needs a lot of things to cover, and it is necessary to do a major cleaning of the entire community, stockpile food, stockpile gasoline, find some commonly used equipment, and so on.

Under the leadership of Philip, the community gradually developed. As the community grew, it also absorbed some new survivors, and everyone was slowly addicted to this illusory satisfaction.

No one wants to wake up from this beautiful life, and the decaying world outside has become a kind of vigilance. The walking corpses everywhere make the survivors in the town unwilling to face the outside world.

In this way, Philip has completely mastered the town. When he was in the town, Philip would enthusiastically help everyone in need, and he would go out often. Every time he came back, he would bring a large amount of supplies, which made the civilians in the town feel better. Hair depends on this gentle and elegant man.

To the outside world, only Milton and Martinez, who went out to find supplies, knew the real face of this man, like a poisonous snake! He can kill all the survivors he meets without changing his face, and then steal the opponent's supplies, or he can lower his posture when encountering a powerful enemy, and kill the opponent the moment the opponent puts down his guard.

But the generous treatment still made these people choose to shut up. No one will talk about these things about Philip in the community. They understand that it is impossible to change the glorious image of Philip in people's hearts just by words. People even call him affectionately. For "Governor"!

At this time, Philip, who is "Guang Zhengwei" in everyone's mind, is sitting in the secret room next to his room. On one side of the secret room is a rectangular fish tank that can cover the entire wall. Fit walking dead head! On the other side is a smaller room, where his "daughter" lives.