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."

optimism comforted the anxious Angela

good words, things will get

young ones

seeing off Katie, everyone temporarily set aside the Christmas Eve dinner to discuss how to plant the cold-resistant potatoes. It was not feasible for the three households to plant separately and

plants with light at night. If there is a harvest, you can take the lion's share?" Stella weighed the potato in her hand. Though it was small, it had quite a few buds; one potato could be cut into five

pot and soil, but I can't fit them on my balcony. Plus, I have

on them from time to time, and if there's a problem, you can deal with

was happily decided. While the people from 1803

plant pot and harvested the second batch of potatoes. Then

peeping film. It wasn't clear from the outside, but if the lights were

way, he could handle

two of them emptied all the soil from the plant pot, sprinkled it with antifreeze, and mixed it evenly with a shovel. Incredibly, the soil did not freeze

cut. The inside was rich in starch, but the coarse veins were visible to the

teasingly suggested, "You should

actually cut a piece and tasted it, then

you really

rough, and fibrous. It leaves a bitter taste in the mouth." Jasper shot her a glance.

did she suddenly feel a

lowered his head, and started

medicine water on the side and placed the cut potato chunks into the pot to soak. They needed to soak for three hours. The two of them went to Apartment 1803 to help out. Thinking about their upcoming roles as chefs later, they decided to

even on Christmas Eve,

was about time, Stella taught Jasper how to plant the potatoes. The usually reticent Jasper suddenly asked, "Stella, it seems like you

a bitter smile. "Children without parents have to

comfort her, but didn't know