Chapter 9

The water in Arcadia hadn't stopped, and Stella was topping off her supply.

The three households on the first floor had taken over the corridors of the second, third and fourth floors, making the original residents feel suffocated. Considering everyone's predicament, they kept their complaints to themselves.

But it didn't take long before tensions began to rise. Trash was scattered everywhere, and people were knocking on doors asking to use the bathroom. With no water to flush the toilets, the residents had to find ways to collect water from their balconies. They certainly weren't keen on letting strangers in, so the frustrated residents on the first floor started using the hallway, moving up a floor when the stench became unbearable.

It was a clear case of "if we're not comfortable, neither should anyone else." Arguments soon broke out, and the sound of quarrels often drifted from the stairwells. The community chat group was also in an uproar, filled with complaints and violent words, a far cry from the harmonious atmosphere before the storm.

Stella's phone kept ringing, with the relentless Hector constantly sending friend requests. When she blocked him on her phone, he'd start texting. Even Sadie joined the frenzy.

The latest message read, [Stella, let me explain, Sadie and I are just friends.]

Judging by their persistence, Stella guessed that Hector and Sadie's food supply on the twelfth floor was running low. It seems that he was certain that she had enough food supplies. If it wasn't for the door installed on the stairs, he probably would have rushed up already. Stella was scrolling through the group messages when she saw a post from the girl on the twelfth floor asking for help, willing to barter or pay for supplies.

With no water, electricity, or gas, and no sign of rescue, things were getting dire. The weather department predicted that the storm would pass in four to five days, but by the fifth day, the storm had only worsened.

The neighborhood had more broken windows and the place was in chaos. An old man had fallen and suffered a heart attack. Trapped by floodwater and unable to reach emergency services, frantic family members were pleading for help in the group chat, "Does anyone have medication for heart disease? We've run out. Even nitroglycerin tablets would help. Please, save my dad!!" The desperation and helplessness were palpable.

Stella had some nitroglycerin tablets, but the patient was several hundred meters away in a different building, and the message had been sent an hour ago.

Standing on the balcony, Stella could vaguely see something floating in the water. Using binoculars to take a closer look, she realized it was a body. It was reported in the group chat that the person was from building three. After being hungry for two days, he had tried to swim out of the complex to find food, but was struck by lightning and killed.

Stella wasn't sure if this had happened in her previous life. Back then, her phone had died and she was surviving on rainwater.

sprouted, showing tiny yellow-green shoots. The emergence of new life unexpectedly lifted Stella's mood. She crouched down to pet the rabbit she was raising for food,

days, so by the looks of things, the rabbit was due to give birth around the same time the storm was forecasted to end. This made Stella happy. She couldn't help but reward the rabbits with

while watching a TV show, tuning out the world outside. It was a rare

short one. The little girl's cold had improved and she looked a lot better. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, clearly

didn't take it, gently explaining, "Rosie, keep the good things for yourself. Don't let others see, or they might

others, only you," Rosie was resolute, holding up the apple.

how Jasper managed to grow apples

tell others," Rosie promised, her hand

accepted the apple

flooded over half of the first

a national champion in university-level kickboxing, and she

Cody, and Stella were all orphans and had grown up together. Despite Lukas being sickly and Cody frail, they used to gang up and pick

was starved of affection and always sought out older women to date. Lukas craved security. With his delicate good looks, he had always been chased by girls, but he only had eyes for Angela,

four of them still met

her last life, Stella's phone had died. In this life, she

stuff is taking up a room and I can't fit you in. But 1803 is empty. You and Lukas can move there, but

[Okay, keep

and frequent thunderstorms, people would only take risks when they had no other choice. Angela was just asking in advance. She was naturally optimistic, and although the water had flooded halfway up the first floor, it wasn't certain it would reach the

it did flood more than the second floor, but Stella couldn't reveal this. In any case,

Rosie. But Rosie was reluctant to leave. "No, your

"I made it

yesterday too." Rosie had been traumatized. "Her

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