18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 153

They could only choose from the standard sizes and go with whichever one they happened to stumble upon.

Jasper ripped open the cardboard box, assessing the usability of the items, estimating the quantity, and then motioned for Stella to collect it all.

Under the intense underwater pressure, Stella would rest in Arcadia whenever she felt tired.

Their strategy was simple: gather as much as possible. If in the end, they couldn't carry it all, they could simply discard the extras.

By noon, they had gathered several hundred cubic feet of goods. Enough to last for generations, if they ever had any. But who knew?

If they didn't, it was fine. They could leave it all to Rosie or use it to adopt another puppy to keep Cooper company.

They collected until noon. It was only when Jasper said to take a break that Stella went into the Arcadia to eat and sleep. She had no choice - the mental strain was too much. She needed to treat her body with good food, good drink, and good rest. Jasper, on the other hand, didn't rest. He went to the garden to work hard, harvesting vegetables, weeding, and rearranging the living room furniture.

After Stella waking up from her nap, the two swam back to the office and then headed out to a car modification club, run by the kid from a wealthy family.

The club was close to the city, a symbol of the extravagant lifestyle of the wealthy young people. It was luxuriously decorated in a blend of gold and cyberpunk aesthetics; even the windows were blast-proof.

They tried smashing it with a sharp hammer for a long time, but to no avail. In the end, they swam up to the fourth floor and broke in through the bathroom window.

Stella didn't know much about car repairs, so they split up to save time. Jasper went to gather usable parts, while she raided the rich kid's lair.

Yes, the rich kid was a hardcore car modification enthusiast. He had no interest in inheriting his family's billion-dollar fortune, spending most of his time at the club with his friends.

luxury cars, champagne, beautiful

kid's huge room, Stella deftly broke into the

admit. The southern rich had a particular fondness for slippers. There were hundreds

were diamond-studded Hermes ones, worth more than $30,000 a pair. They had

threw the diamond-encrusted

with her consciousness. Ha, she knew it, Arcadia would take the diamonds,

out the ruined slippers and continued to search the

been waterlogged by now. There were jewel ornaments, vases, and such on the curio shelf. She couldn't tell if they were real or fake, so she just threw them all into the Arcadia to let it figure it out. The study had two safes, and

the packaging sealed, but she didn't know if the inside

it, there was a pink diamond bracelet inside. Stella saw

slippers himself and giving his girlfriend an eight-figure pink diamond, it

too, but Arcadia

the bracelet would be swallowed up. Even if she kept them in her mouth, they would still

and it disappeared in a blink of an

the house, she found a lot of good things, but

her consciousness. The Garden had increased by about 300 square meters.

went down to the first floor, and she saw that Jasper

cold, but he

to give their beloved cars the best care, with all kinds of puncture-proof, explosion-proof, wear-resistant, and high and

and they

a pity about the engines that were soaked in water, as well as other

dozen barrels of oil, totaling five to six hundred liters of

Stella was about to leave, Jasper pointed to the distance. A searchlight shone over, and it