18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 117

Chapter 117

It seemed like this deal was really lucrative. The boss gave him some credit again yesterday, and with the goods delivered, he had managed to break into the affluent circles.

It was surprising that even the extravagant and spendthrift rich kids may worry about not having condoms. It was simply too satisfying.

"A whole cow?" Stella was instantly intrigued but kept her cool, "Sure, but it has to be done in batches."

"No problem."

For several consecutive days, they finally completed the trade of the entire cow.

Just as they were about to leave, Monkey dropped another bombshell, "We've also got mutton, interested?"

Stella couldn't resist, "How much?"

"A total of 330 pounds."

After these two large transactions, she was left with just over a thousand large condoms. She didn't plan to sell any more; they'd appreciate faster in a couple of years. Having taken the mutton, Stella reminded him, "I don't want anyone else to know about our deals."

Monkey understood immediately, "Rest assured, Miss. We're professionals. We only care about genuine goods and fair prices. We never pry into others' private deals."

In fact, he was also dealing privately. Otherwise, how would he support his wife and children? They would have been starved long ago.

The quantity of mutton was a bit less, but there was enough pork, beef, and fish. Along with the meat she'd hoarded and collected before, it was basically enough for her and her dog to live comfortably until the ends of their lives. Once again, she thanked Mother Nature for her gifts.

and her group spent five days at Ivywood Estates, using all their strength to haul back several hundred pounds of charcoal. Covered in black from head to toe, they looked like they'd just crawled out of a coal mine. They were all looking rather worn out. Stella and Jasper helped

day and night without rest, and they were still targeted by others. If they hadn't been strong enough, wearing 'bulletproof vests' made of steel plates, they might have been

on the couch, too

keep them warm and made a super-sized portion of pasta with

and they all bathed from head to toe before diving into bed for a long sleep. It

the house,

refusing. The Moore family also didn't want it, but Angela insisted. "Granny, if it weren't for you telling us how to make charcoal, we wouldn't have been able to bring it back." Unable to refuse Angela's earnestness,

Christmas celebration, "These were exchanged with gold

who accepted gold and jewelry, they were far less valuable than before. To be able to exchange them for so many

that there are still potatoes and tomatoes in

folk might be helpless, but do you really think those rich and powerful individuals are helpless too? They reaped

Cody agreed, "Such a huge disaster, those people probably got the news early. Even if they didn't, they're the ones who are protected and would have planned everything from

the beginning of the disaster. Survivors

became chaotic, with all sorts of power struggles

fighting each other, playing the game of survival of

difficult, the entry fee was no longer demanded,

want to lose her life, so she had to continue wandering outside. Therefore, she was truly not interested in private bases. Compared to private bases, the official bases were

living conditions continued to deteriorate, the military bases would be the last resort, but

The opening of the military

...

decorated with wreaths. Not only was every household door adorned, but also the staircase leading up to

Moore family was on holiday and were also putting up the wreath Stella had given

preparing for the Christmas Eve dinner, Katie

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