18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 120

Cody was distracted, losing miserably at the game.

Thankfully, they were only gambling with snacks. Otherwise, in his current state, he would have lost his underwear.

In the afternoon, the Moore family paid a visit, bringing over a local delicacy from their hometown-deep fried doughnuts.

The residents of room 1803 reciprocated with some snacks. They weren't overly generous, but they made sure not to leave the Moore family feeling short-changed.

In the evening, they had dinner, watched some TV, and took the dog for a walk. That was how they spent Christmas, not bothered about working out.

On the next day, the food drastically deteriorated-overnight mashed potatoes, and pasta mixed with meat sauce.

Out of sheer boredom, the inhabitants of 1803 started working out. Rosie and Cooper trained together, while Stella and Jasper practiced with each other.

On the eighth day, bundled up in thick clothing, the occupants of 1803 prepared to go out for some fresh air. They were on the verge of going stir-crazy. "Stella, are you coming?"

Having survived three years in the post-apocalyptic world in her past life, Stella was used to the harsh conditions. "It's too cold," she replied.

Not long after the trio left, the walkie-talkie rang. "The cold-resistant potatoes are sprouting."

Even the sprouting of potatoes was enough to pique Stella's interest in these boring times. "I'm on my way."

Upon reaching Unit 1801's balcony, she saw the potatoes breaking through the soil, their tiny sprouts showing a hint of green.

She counted, and about seventy to eighty percent of the potatoes had sprouted. Assuming the rest would sprout in a few days, the survival rate was satisfactory. This was all thanks to the quality of the soil. It was fluffy and nutrient-rich. On the other hand, the Moore family's potatoes were not faring as well. Their soil, which was dug up from the outside, was hard, sticky, and lacking in nutrients. Even with Katie's farming expertise, their sprouts were weaker. "Do we start giving them light now?"

"Let's wait a few days until the

the evening, they seemed to have something they wanted to say. Stella, sensing their hesitation,

Stella was looking forward to finally eating the food she had hoarded from Arcadia. She was practically salivating at the

set up a procurement

out relief food was not a

had an impact on the residents of 1803. The disaster was not going to end anytime soon, and no one knew what the future

But what about after that? If the harsh conditions continued, it would become even more difficult to find supplies. They couldn't wait until they had run out of everything before starting to look for more. Besides, it was unhealthy for three adults to be cooped up at home

fit. It was a risky job and it only paid eight pounds of food per month. But at least

they couldn't compare with Stella and Jasper, who could support themselves even

survive. Stella couldn't reveal that Arcadia to provide for them,

good, but remember to

would never work.

tomorrow and see if I can get the job. If I do, then you and Jasper

by providing some food. Stella didn't say yes or no. She would wait to see

six months of intensive training, even the most vulnerable person of room

security patrol job was dangerous and required quick reflexes and good physical fitness, so there was less competition for it. When they went for their

the interview but unfortunately, they weren't assigned to the same area as the Sunrise Sanctuary. It was so far

would start work the day after tomorrow. But because of the distance, they would

you all get assigned

same area, but we'll be

and bulletproof vests made of color-coated steel plates. They

companions had brought

allow us to carry weapons, guns are still prohibited. Make sure to hide them well. If

they decided to each carry two bullets and left the rest with Stella for