Chapter 972: Duck, Duck, Goose?!

It had been more or less a year since the world ended and it baffled me as to why I still came across people like these. From the shows I've watched or read, the government should've already abandoned their people, random strangers wouldn't even dare to have a normal conversation with another stranger, and— sure, there could be another type of 1% like these dumb shits, but it was still an experience seeing it in person.

What Seb did and I let happen could be a bit too much for these people but then again, even if his actual intentions weren't to do harm, how the fuck could we know that?