My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 441

There was still a gap in their experiences that left Rose feeling lost.

Sensing her struggle, Kisha decided to offer further guidance.

"If you genuinely want to help someone but aren’t sure about their character, just bring them to me, and I’ll assess whether they can join our base. And if they happen to discover our location and spill the beans to other shelters, it won’t matter—we’re strong enough to protect our home and our people."

"I’m offering you this opportunity so you don’t think I’m heartless." Kisha ended with a lighthearted tone, a playful smile gracing her lips.

This brought a sense of levity to the serious conversation, and Rose felt a wave of relief wash over her.

How can Kisha be this confident in selecting people?

Of course, it was because she had the ’Eye Of Truth’ where she could not only see people’s abilities and potential but also see where their morality inclined, just like how she first checked the former bodyguard of the Evans’ and his people’s morality before she jumps into action, she first made sure that they are worthy of receiving help who will not backstab her and her people and use them as nothing but meatshield.

After only confirming that they are good and upright people did she decided to help, after all, it’s better for them to die in the hands of zombies like that than be saved and later on bite the hands that feed them.

However, Kisha had no intention of abandoning the young or leaving them to perish.

Once she confirmed that the group didn’t include any dark-hearted individuals, she acted swiftly, determined to provide help while ensuring their safety.

She was also considering the other survivors, including those still in Port City.

However, attempting to rescue them now, when they were completely reliant on the hope of government aid rather than actively seeking food and resources, could lead to complications.

Their lack of motivation to fend for themselves might turn them into liabilities for the base, potentially fostering discontent.

Worst of all, they could feel entitled, rallying others to demand changes in the management of the base, which would only exacerbate the situation.

They say one bad apple can spoil the bunch, and Kisha wasn’t willing to take that gamble.

If Sparrow and the others rescued people from the Port City Shelter without knowing their true natures, it would fall to her to sort the good from the bad.

How could she possibly justify her choices to those rescued, especially when they would likely refuse to return to the Port City Shelter after experiencing what her base had to offer?

No one in their right mind would choose to go back to starvation when a thriving base like Kisha’s was right in front of them.

"Are you really serious, City Lord?" Rose asked, a playful smile dancing on her lips.

"Yes, but only if you have a good impression of the person."

"As you know, even with our power, we can’t save everyone. They have to want to save themselves for us to help them. That’s why we need to be selective about who we allow into our base—it’s essential for everyone’s safety."

Kisha spoke cryptically, but she knew Rose would grasp the underlying message: some people simply wouldn’t meet the requirements to join them, and that meant they would be left to fend for themselves outside.

No matter how it might sound, Kisha didn’t feel guilty about her stance.

While many would advocate for helping one another and sticking together during tough times, she understood that such ideals often proved impractical.

In reality, she couldn’t afford to offer indiscriminate help to everyone.

Rose’s expression turned serious as she considered Kisha’s words, eventually nodding in agreement.

With that topic settled, they moved on.

Kisha briefed them on the city patrol’s findings about the sewers and shared the troubling details of Duke’s activities beyond the walls.

As she spoke, both Rose and Sparrow exchanged uneasy glances, their faces darkening with concern.