Chapter 128

Sean was only using Lina, and he wouldn't reveal everything. Therefore, even though his words just now made Lina sense something was wrong, Sean didn't intend to explain to her.

There's no need for that. If Rick lives, Lena will be in charge of stealing Judy for him; if Rick dies, that's fine too, Judy will be taken back to the Saviour's Hall. Negan might kill all the rebels, but he's unlikely to order the killing of children, especially toddlers who know nothing.

As long as Judith is brought back, and Sean finds a reliable person to fight for custody of the child, even if it's not his people who get custody, it doesn't matter. At least she'll be by his side, and sooner or later he'll find an opportunity to take Judith away.

In short, he had successfully conveyed all the messages he wanted to deliver to Lena, and Lena was now under his control. Sean dared not linger any longer, fearing he might run into Negan, and quickly slipped away.

Lena carefully recalled what Sean had just said. Why was he so certain that an opportunity would come soon? Had she forgotten something?

Sasha won't come to her death, so what else could happen?

Rick and his friends rebelled, and ultimately succeeded... but they seemed to have failed once along the way! Lina suddenly slapped her forehead. How did they fail? And who ended up getting the goods?

Lina paced anxiously in the room, frantically recalling the plot and characters. Were there any important people who hadn't appeared yet?

Alexandria, Hilltop, Salvation Army... the Kingdom of God!

Lina remembered, the circus king, 'Alexander will not fall, not today.' That was a classic scene back then.

So, why did Rick lose?

Lina rubbed her head, "I can't remember anything about that. But I've been rescued, so I should be alright?"

Lina bit her lip in frustration, wondering whether she should make a run for it.

The war is about to begin, she can't just stay here, can she?

But what if she runs away and Negan rushes to Alexandria ahead of time? What if the Kingdom of God hasn't arrived yet, and Alexandria is wiped out?

No, no, we can't act rashly.

Frustrated, Lina frantically ruffled her hair until it became a bird's nest. She had to face the reality that stillness was the only option.

Negan didn't arrive at Lina's room until dark, looking strangely excited.

Considering what Sean said about the opportunity, it's very likely that Negan is planning something against Alexander again, and he must have discovered what Rick and the others are up to.

Lena looked at Negan, whose excitement was barely contained, but he hadn't forgotten why he was there in the first place.

This is Lina's last chance.

As he said, to live in this world, one must accept something. He didn't want to hurt Lina, because besides Lucille's last words, she was his only connection to the past in this world.

However, all of this comes with conditions.

He needed an obedient Lena, not a rebellious one. She was important, but no one was more important than himself.

There is no one.

“I’m not going to waste any more of our time, after all, I have something important to do tomorrow,” Negan said with a sly smile, clearly referring to the matter. “So, this is your last chance, Lina. You know what I want, just say it.”

Lina closed her eyes and sighed. "No, I mean, never."

“…I’m really disappointed,” Negan sighed, “but it’s not that surprising.” Negan knocked on the door with Lucille, and Simon, whose face was half-burned, entered.

He actually survived. Lina sized him up several times, while Simon looked at Lina with eyes full of hatred, as if he wanted to kill her right now.

“Simon, take her to the dark room. We have a big show to put on tomorrow,” Negan said, not ignoring Simon’s gaze. “You should know the rules, right?” he threatened Simon, his chilling aura seemingly emanating from Simon’s contorted face.

Simon nodded. "Of course, I remember it very clearly."

"So the price you pay for your left and right hands is disfigurement? Are you sure? You're going to disfigure every man who appears next to you? You're so insecure, aren't you? Tsk tsk tsk." Lina couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark before Simon dragged her away.

So what? They still want her to perform tomorrow, she won't die.

So it seems she's following Sasha's script.

Should she ask Eugene for some medicine?

Simon hated Lina to death. Since he wasn't a gentle person to begin with, he treated Lina very roughly. He was dragged to a small dark room. Simon glanced around and saw that no one was there. He kicked Lina viciously and then bent down to punch her.

Although Lina was stunned by the first kick, she wouldn't foolishly take the subsequent attacks.

Lena kicked Simon away, then got up, pinned him down, and started punching his scalded face.

If you're going to disfigure yourself, then go all the way!

Simon was beaten until he was dizzy and was locked in a dark room for a while. After he was released, he was sent out to do work. He had no idea that Lina was famous for her strength. He thought he could take the opportunity to vent his anger, but instead he was punished.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Lena, whose eyes were bloodshot from the beating, was dragged off Simon and thrown into the house. Only then did Lena see that it was Sean. He helped Simon up, glared at Lena, and then the door was closed, leaving the house eerily dark.

Lina leaned quietly against the wall. If she followed Sasha's path, would she really have to die?

It's a real headache.

The focus shouldn't be on causing chaos rather than her death? It'll be difficult for her to get weapons; she needs to get weapons, otherwise she really will have to die.

Just as Lina was feeling troubled, there was a rustling sound at the door, and Eugene knocked. "Are you alright?"

"Oh no!" Lina said angrily.

“Well…” Eugene said dryly, “They say Rick and his men were preparing to rebel, which is unwise; they were exposed long ago.”

"Who, who did this?" Lina asked.

“I don’t know,” Eugene said nervously. “The people Negan met, nobody knows. He was talking about birds and stuff.”

“Eugene, listen, perhaps few realize that your mind is truly a treasure of the world,” Lina said after a moment of contemplation. “You’re sure to make the right decisions at the most crucial moments, aren’t you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Eugene stammered. “Before this, I would have preferred that you make the right choice. We all know that’s the best choice, with the least cost.”

“No, I won’t,” Lina sighed helplessly. “Eugene, give me the medicine.”

"..." Eugene paused for a moment, then quickly realized what Lina was about to do. "You, you don't need to do this,"

“No, I have to do this. I’d rather die for my family than put them in a difficult position. Besides, they need an opportunity, and I’m going to create that opportunity for them,” Lina said, though only about 50% of that was genuine. She was joking; she certainly didn’t want to commit suicide—that was just too uncool.

“Or, could you get me a gun, a knife, or that pill, Eugene? I need your help,” Lina said softly, leaning against the door.

“No, I, I can’t, no,” Eugene said fearfully, “he will kill me.”

“Then give me the medicine, Eugene. You have to make a choice. Watch me die, watch everyone in Alexander die. If you can accept all of this, we won’t blame you. But if you feel even the slightest bit sorry for us, Eugene, give me what I want.” Give me the AK! Give me the RPG! Lina said in the gentlest voice she had ever used.

"...I...I'll think about it carefully." Eugene hurriedly left.

Lina pursed her lips, knowing full well that he was a terrifyingly coward.

But the little dark room was unusually lively today. Not long after Yu Jingang left, there was movement at the door again. This time it was Sean. It wasn't surprising. When he dragged Simon away, Lina had quietly called him with a gesture.

“…He’s going to Alexandria tomorrow. Rick and his crew are doomed this time,” Sean said in a low voice.

"Aren't you satisfied now?" Lina said. The room was really too dark, but fortunately there was a little light through the crack in the door. Lina stared at that narrow ray of light and thought.

“…I thought you could help me, but it seems you’re in trouble yourself now,” Sean mocked.

"The matter isn't settled yet, can you please stop being so ugly?" Lina rolled her eyes. Sure enough, the two of them were still incompatible as always.

"Well, anyway, for the sake of our past acquaintance, I advise you to listen to Negan," Sean said.

"Dream on," Lina rolled her eyes again. Oh no, she'd hit too hard; her eyes hurt a little.

“Don’t get too cocky,” Lina said, rubbing her eyes. Luckily, no one saw her embarrassed expression. “I bet Judith isn’t in Alexandria right now.”

"...Don't try to fool me." Sean scoffed at this. If he didn't bring the child with him, where else could he send him?

“Glenn and Maggie aren’t dead,” Lina said. “Rick must have handed Judith over to them.”

Sean's expression froze. FU%CK!

"How do you know? How can you be so sure?" She clearly never left the Salvation Hall!

"Because I have a brain, you idiot!" Lina said cheekily, because she had the power of the plot! Of course, it was because she had met Jesus, so it was inevitable that she would inquire about him.

"..." Regardless, just to be on the safe side, he still had to prepare for both possibilities. Sean suppressed his anger, "Do you know they're there?"

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Lina said without any hesitation, confident that Sean couldn’t do anything about it.

“…Do you remember our previous deal?” Sean said through gritted teeth.

"What? You dare let me go now?" Lina asked curiously. Was Sean really that powerful?

“No, you can’t get out now,” Sean blinked anxiously. He hadn’t expected Lena to be so useless, quickly losing Negan’s interest and even wanting to take her away as a hostage. His entire plan was ruined.

"Forget it, I'm not counting on you anymore," Lina pouted. "I want a knife or a gun, give it to me."

"Can you be realistic?" Sean became even more nervous. Under Negan's nose, who would dare to make such a blatant move?

"I don't care, I have to see these things, otherwise if Rick and the others die tomorrow, you'll never know where Judith is."

FU%CK! FU%CK! FU%CK!

Sean angrily pounded the wall, but quickly calmed down. "You'll get what you want." He took a deep breath and left the small dark room.

Tsk, these two guys, let's see which one has guts.

Wait, why is she holding onto hope? The ending is already predetermined. Is it hard to guess? Not at all.