Chapter 123 Incubators
A hydrauin engmeer?” Autumn’s interest was piqued “Were you the only one who made it out of the somh
There were two others. The man replied. “They died along the way. I’s the only one who made it thi, far
Autumn lowered her gun. “Are you infected?”
“There’s probably a 60% chance.” He chose to tell the truth. “I haven’t shown any symptoms yet, so I cant be sure.”
“Come here.” Autumn pointed at him, then spoke into the radio clipped to her collar. “Send someone over to take him for testing.”
Several armed men arrived shortly afterward and escorted the hydraulic engineer away.
Seeing an opportunity, the others rushed to introduce themselves. “Sir, I mean, boss, I used to be an executive at a major corporation. I know how to manage people…
“It’s the apocalypse. Who needs another manager? Boss, take me! I used to raise livestock. I know how to care for chickens, ducks, and pigs. I have years of experience!”
“I’m a mason! I can build houses!”
“I’m a farmer! Growing vegetables is what I do best!”
“I…”
More and more people scrambled to prove they had something useful to offer.
Those without any real skills began to panic, desperately searching for anything that might make them worth keeping alive.
“Quiet.” Autumn cut through the commotion. “I have one more question. Which of you have eaten human flesh?”
The noisy crowd fell silent.
Autumn smiled.
So all of them had.
Anyone who had eaten another person was no longer human in her eyes.
A dog that had developed a taste for attacking people and a person who had eaten human flesh were both dangerous animals.
There were already more than enough monsters in the apocalypse. She had no reason to keep these around.
One man tried to bluff his way through it. “What are you talking about? Why would any of us cat people
Seeral younger children immediately pointed him out. “He’s lying! He was the loudest one carlier He even said kids our age tasted the best!”
The man’s face changed, and he glared viciously at them
Autumn smiled. “It doesn’t matter. Around here, cannibals die. It’s that simple.”
Autumn was no saint who felt compassion for every living person.

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