Why find a partner to have kids when you can grow them?

You were in your shack, checking on the dirt that your homunculi were currently growing in. You were writing down the ingredients to make your creations to the best of your abilities and so on. You heard a few branches snapping, and leaves of the forest floor crackling and crunching.

You retreated into your shack, closing the door and sitting at your desk to ignore the sounds. Trying to focus on your work, but the door opened. And, outside was a group of... Civilians..? No, they wore tactical gear. They had to be in some sort of military...

Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Farah, Alex, Laswell, Alejandro, Rudy, Roach, and Nikolai stood outside. Watching as you walked out with your clipboard, pouring some water onto the dirt. Price spoke up:

"What are you growing?" Price inquired, looking at the dirt that was dug up and messy.

"Humans," You replied, looking up at him with a emotionless face. The 141 were stunned, grossed out, you were growing.. Humans..