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.

went out. She refrained from using the electric heater with Rosie around, instead using charcoal for heating and preparing mashed potatoes with minced meat, which Cooper and Rosie happily devoured. Angela 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

and they were still targeted by others. If they hadn't been strong enough, wearing 'bulletproof

the couch, too tired

super-sized portion of pasta with meat sauce. Only

water on the charcoal stove, and they all bathed from head to toe before diving into bed for a long sleep. It

but they'd guarded the house, for which

them didn't want to take advantage of this, and they stood firm in refusing. The Moore family also didn't want it, but Angela insisted. "Granny, if it weren't for you

goodies she'd traded for the Christmas celebration, "These were exchanged with gold necklaces,

they were far less valuable than before. To be able to exchange them for

incredible that there are still potatoes and tomatoes in this kind of weather, and the

"We ordinary folk might be helpless, but do you really think those rich and powerful individuals are helpless too? They reaped the benefits of our overworking before the apocalypse, and now they continue to exploit

ones who are protected and would have planned everything from the beginning of the disaster." These words were not false; there were indeed some who had planned for the

up rescue bases at the beginning of the disaster. Survivors who wanted to enter had

it was manageable, but soon it became chaotic, with

bases were fighting each other, playing the game of survival of the fittest.

fee. Later it became more difficult, the entry fee was no longer demanded, but they recruited people to play a

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

continued to deteriorate, the military bases would be the last resort, but not

wait and see. The opening of the

...

arrived, and the 18th floor was decorated with wreaths. Not only was every household door adorned, but also the staircase leading up

up the wreath Stella had given them, exchanging

they were preparing for the Christmas Eve dinner,

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