The Walking Dead: Starting as a Cowboy

Chapter 191 Wishes Fulfilled

The four of them parted ways and went home separately.

Even after returning home, when I touched my back, my hands were covered in cold sweat, and I became much more cautious and clear-headed.

Inside the negotiation room in the town of Dorrington.

The governor slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage, stood up abruptly, and even swayed from the force of the movement.

"Impossible, I would never give you that much food."

"Alright then," Caesar shrugged, offering no further persuasion. "You can go now."

After saying this, Caesar poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked thoroughly satisfied.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement from the other side of the table.

Caesar opened his eyes, and sure enough, the governor was still standing there, staring straight at him.

"Just staring at me like that won't do any good. A deal is a deal. You decide for yourself!"

After a moment's hesitation, the governor sat down, picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp. "I agree."

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Caesar grinned. "Great."

"Besides food, I also need women."

"A woman?" The governor was taken aback, not expecting Caesar to make this request.

"Of course." Caesar spread his hands as if it were a matter of course, and said in a deliberately lewd manner, "We brothers have survived in this apocalypse for so long, and we've rarely seen a woman."

"Well, there are plenty of women in Woodbury, so ten of us isn't too much to ask, is it? Just ten."

The governor knew perfectly well what Caesar and his men meant by wanting women, but he still tried to salvage the situation a little.

"There are plenty of women out there, you can just go find one."

Caesar's face darkened. "Go outside and find some. The women outside are malnourished, they're skinny as sticks from not eating much, and they all stink. How could you bring yourself to eat them?"

"I cannot grant you this request," the governor said after a moment's thought, his eyes unreadable.

"Why?" Caesar asked, puzzled. "You have so many women in Woodbury, what's wrong with giving me ten?"

The governor gritted his teeth. He didn't care about these women at all, but his prestige in Woodbury was already quite low.

If he were to send away ten women, with his future uncertain, he didn't know if he could handle the backlash that would result from such an action.

Moreover, he needs those new recruits to be his cannon fodder; perhaps after sending women away, the recruits won't want to continue.

"Ah, what a pity." Caesar raised an eyebrow, stood up, and said with a regretful expression, "Then we'll just have to wait for another time to cooperate."

"Wait a minute," the governor called out to Caesar. "I can offer other terms in exchange—medicine? Weapons? Whatever you need."

Caesar shook his head, looking directly at the governor. "That's not what I want."

What I want is your bottom line of constantly retreating.

"Women, out with the old, in with the new. Once you've killed those guys in the prison, you can start over there. Why bother with Woodbury's small group? Just take all the supplies with you."

"Anyway, the people of Woodbury are of no use to you."

The governor was stunned.

He's right. Once I kill all those people in the prison, it'll be mine. Then I'll move to the prison and use it as a base to expand the community. Why should I care about the people in Woodbury?

Once the matter was settled, the governor agreed.

"That's right."

Caesar smiled, and the two shook hands.

After leaving the house with the governor, Caesar watched the governor depart, his gaze lingering.

"Did the negotiations go smoothly?" Moore leaned closer and asked.

Caesar's lips curled into a smile. "Did he have any other choice?"

"Hehe, that's true."

Mohr laughed, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at the trapped fish.

"Let's go back to the prison and prepare for the battlefield."

Caesar patted More on the shoulder and stepped into the carriage first.

After the group got into the car, it rumbled towards the prison.

The governor had not yet been informed of the prison's location; Caesar would only tell him after the governor brought the woman to him.

Before it got dark, Caesar and his men returned to the prison.

The prison hasn't been renovated much; it still has that dusty, gray exterior. Only the gap at the back has been repaired and reinforced.

Everything else remained unchanged.

Caesar thought that since a battle was going to happen anyway, and the outer barbed wire fences looked flimsy, it would be good to break them and rebuild them.

There's no need to fix it and then let the other party break it again.

The barbed wire gate opened, and vehicles drove in. Cleaners standing on both sides of the lawn bowed to Caesar in greeting.

Caesar rolled down the car window and nodded to them.

The vehicle was parked in the prison's designated parking lot, which was kept very clean.

Caesar could foresee how thick a layer of blood would be on it when the battle broke out.

After entering the prison, Caesar greeted his men one by one.

For convenience, Caesar and his combat squad will be stationed at the prison for the next few days, and will gradually transport non-combat personnel back to Yellowstone.

In Woodbury, torches were lit in the streets for the first time in a long time.

The governor and his confidants returned, and the gates slowly opened. There were no residents lining the streets to welcome them, only his few men who had stayed behind in Woodbury.

They shouted a few words here and there.

The governor felt uneasy and waved them back to their posts.

The governor casually summoned one of them and asked in a low voice, "What happened in the community today? Has anyone escaped?"

The man thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Nothing happened. The residents haven't gone out much, and no one has run away."

After hearing his subordinate's report, the governor was not only not reassured, but his unease grew even stronger.

He nodded and chased his men away.

Back in his office, the governor sent for Andrea.

Before long, Andrea arrived and pushed open the door to enter.

"Governor."

"Yes, have a seat." The governor gestured to the chair in front of the desk, indicating that Andrea should sit down.

Andrea didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down on the floor.

"What did you call me here for?" Andrea asked.

"Hmm~" The governor pondered for a moment, then raised his head. "I made a deal with those thugs. I gave them ten women in exchange for the location of the group that attacked us and for the thugs to remain friendly with us."

"What?!"

Andrea stood up angrily, trembling with rage, her fair skin flushed red with fury.

She rested her hands on the table, and the governor could clearly see her tightly clenched fists.

The governor lifted his eyelids and shifted his gaze to Andrea's face, where the anger was so genuine.

After a moment of stalemate, Andrea said in a hoarse voice, "Are you serious?"

The governor did not answer, but silence was also an answer.

Andrea took a few deep breaths, as if suppressing the anger surging in her chest, calmed herself down, and tried to suppress the disappointment in her voice: "Yes, Governor, I will select ten women."

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I hope your wish comes true.