18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 111

Jasper gently guided his sister, taking their time to follow behind.

Stella took in the sights as they walked, taking a while to compose herself. She noticed traditional medicine practitioners setting up shop, offering treatments for minor injuries and massages. However, due to the absence of medicinal supplies and the frigid temperatures

requiring thick clothing, very few patients came forward. Those who did were there for consultations.

The market was vast, with a wide variety of goods for sale. The most common items being second-hand clothes. There were hundreds of pieces piled up together. They looked dishevelled and unclean, but that didn't stop people from inquiring. It was clear where these clothes came from.

Yes, indeed, they were stripped from the dead. Such practices were highly frowned upon, but the survivors had no other choice. If they didn't take the clothes, they would freeze to death. Survival was of utmost importance.

After browsing for about an hour, apart from Stella, none of them bought anything. Yet, Cody and Lukas were in high spirits. The prices of tea, tobacco, medicine and alcohol had risen, especially the fever-reducing and antibiotic medications. A line of medicines could be exchanged for several pounds of food.

Everyone living on the 18th floor had medicines. As long as they stayed healthy and didn't fall sick, they could exchange for a substantial amount of food in the future. Having medicines in hand gave them a sense of security and confidence about their future. Stella kept quiet, and Jasper didn't bring it up. The awkward incident with the condom was thus swept under the rug.

Three days later, the residents' committee released a notice informing the survivors to collect the protection grains that were stolen.

According to the criminals' confession, the allocation was based on the area affected. The areas hit harder received more, while those hit less received less. While it was impossible to achieve absolute fairness, they tried their best to ensure fairness for the majority. Sunrise Sanctuary was one of the worst-hit areas, and each person could collect 2 pounds of grains.

The 18th floor had not been robbed, so when the survivors lined up to collect their grains, Stella chose to stay at home and play dead.

Everyone in the neighborhood knew that the 18th floor had not been robbed, and many were waiting in the shadows. If anyone from the 18th floor dared to come forward to collect the grains, they would secretly report them.

they found the 'demons' to be rather

not collect

positions, but at the same time, they announced that the relief grains would only be distributed once every half month.

quite a number of people this time, including those with farming experience. Do you want to consider it?" Katie was not good at many

could teach these

the joint efforts of the military and police, the criminal forces had been significantly curbed. The security patrol team of several hundred was fully staffed,

had no plans of going out. She planned to

take care of his sister and

Unit 1803 decided to stick with Jasper, to learn some life-saving skills. They

come

find jobs when you had hoarded

ill

food was not easy. They had to risk their lives at work, and

almost did not manage to bring back the

and clothed, and it was hard to fend off multiple

into deep thought. Truth be

believe the report but also swiftly coordinate with the military to launch a severe crackdown on

turmoil would last for several more months. However, it was resolved swiftly, reducing the sacrifices of the military police and saving countless survivors. This made

the apocalypse, and ultimately meeting a tragic end, she could not possibly believe and assist

grains were to rot in Arcadia,. However, she had received help and rescue from the government, and as long as her safety was assured, she did not mind extending a helping hand occasionally. After much thought, Stella picked up her pen to write a