18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 118

Facing the baffling questions from the crowd, Mikey was at a loss, his face etched with worry and confusion.

"Perhaps in ten years, twenty years, or maybe fifty or sixty years. Nobody knows for sure."

The anticipation that usually accompanied Christmas was dampened by Mikey's words. It felt like a punch to the gut.

Stella voiced her concern. "Are we all facing this extreme cold weather globally?"

"With different geographical locations and different latitudes, disasters won't be the same. But according to scientists, due to unstable weather, various disasters will only intensify. That is, droughts might become more severe, floods more widespread, and in some places, deserts might even turn into oceans."

Deserts turning into oceans? Chills ran down everyone's spine.

Stella was surprised. "Was this from Griffith Agricultural Institute?"

This was a development that had not occurred in her previous life. In the past, researchers were chasing after natural disasters, and many had died from exhaustion trying to keep up with them. Could it be that the letter she sent out was really taken seriously?

"The Griffith Agricultural Institute is overwhelmed. It is a joint development by the coastal cities."

All the cities were working tirelessly, sharing technological achievements, joining hands to fight against natural disasters, hoping to survive this ordeal.

Stella was slightly moved. None of these had happened in her previous life. Maybe they had tried, but were not successful, or maybe they succeeded, but it was beyond her reach as a commoner.

Either way, once she got her hands on the cold-resistant experimental seeds, she would know if they worked after trying to plant them.

Katie comforted the young ones. "Our country is strong, and you're all still young. As long as you strive to live and don't give up, prosperity will return."

the

to Granny's good words, things

with a smile. "I wish you young

plant the

night. If there is a harvest, you can take the lion's share?" Stella weighed the potato in her hand. Though it

them on my balcony. Plus, I have a dog and rabbits at

check on them from time

the people

Stella took out the Arcadia plant pot and harvested the second batch of potatoes.

windows of Apartment 1801's balcony were also covered with one-way peeping film. It wasn't clear from the outside, but if the lights were on, they could still be spotted. Jasper thought for a moment. "We can supplement the light during the day, or install

he could handle this small

shovel. Incredibly, the soil did not

hard to cut. The inside was rich in starch, but the coarse veins were visible to the naked eye. It would certainly fill you up, but the texture would

suggested, "You should

a piece and tasted

to taste it, you

bitter taste in the mouth." Jasper shot her

feel a bit

from her, lowered his head, and started cutting

to soak. They needed to soak for three hours. The two of them went to Apartment 1803 to help out. Thinking about

on Christmas Eve,

to plant the potatoes. The usually reticent Jasper suddenly asked, "Stella,

parents have to run

didn't know what