18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 161

These two were priceless treasures, but whether they were genuine or not, was up for debate.

Monkey was confident, "Miss, these are boss' most cherished items. When he got them, he couldn't sleep for three days and nights."

He laughed even in his dreams, dreaming of the end of the natural disasters and transforming into a wealthy tycoon with billions in assets. Unfortunately, as the apocalypse dragged on, his dreams shattered.

Although the authenticity was uncertain, Stella had no reason to refuse them since she had saved their lives. "Thanks."

Additionally, Monkey pulled out a brick from his bag, a gold bar wrapped in newspaper, weighing about two pounds. "This is also for you." Stella was confused, "For me?"

"It was what the punks weregoing to use to buy water. I didn't expect them to dare to rob us."

The man was killed by Stella, so naturally, the gold belonged to her.

Stella was shocked, "The saltwater was this expensive?"

This statement upset Monkey, "You really have no idea what thirst feels like. Do you know how hard it is to get a truckload of water? The boss had to pull strings, give gifts, and it took several days to stock up, thinking we could make a little profit. But we didn't expect to be robbed." From his words, Stella learned that those punks spoke fluent local language and was a regular customer with whom they had dealt numerous times. No one expected them to be wolves in sheep's clothing.

Monkey and his boss had almost lost their lives in this encounter.

Austin was very sincere, so Stella did not hesitate to accept everything, but she had a larger appetite, and wanted to make a bigger trade. Favors aside, business was business.

Monkey was particularly professional, "We can exchange for antiques, gold, silver, and jewels. But what do you have to offer?" "What do you want?"

Here we go again, this attitude. But Monkey was used to it, "That goes without saying, food or water. Gasoline is also in demand." Food needed a growth period, and gasoline was even more precious, but water was easy for Stella to get.

She touched her nose, downplaying, "I have connections. I can get water."

eyes sparkled, "How much

they didn't have to go around

and Monkey instantly understood. He thought so, Stella can do

alright, I'll go back and ask the

to verify the authenticity of the painting and the

she took half a bucket of seawater

the door, took pictures of the two treasures with her phone, admired them a

treasures, they were not so easily obtained. Stella didn't hold much hope, but

Huh, The Garden had no changes. There

distinction

had only half

but Stella was still

replied. Austin valued this cooperation greatly. Stella was to provide a truckload of fresh water

but the paintings and antiques had to be of a certain age. She didn't want any modern ones, and they

I? We operate on trust, and we're aiming for long-term cooperation. Just wait and see." Alright, she had control over the water resources, and cooperation could

fill it with a single faucet, Stella took the opportunity to ask Monkey

speechless. Stella was really good at taking advantage! Alright, for the sake of saving lives, he would shoulder the cost of the

agreed, at nine o'clock in the evening to hand over the truck and fill up with water, at five in the morning to

out

even if someone was bold enough, it would take a lot of effort to open all nine doors, let alone the fact that the Cooper and Rosie were not to be trifled with. They arrived at the quiet agreed place.

I'm giving you

the water pipes were fine, Stella didn't waste any more

the instruments. "The odometer is broken, but

dangerous to do so. Indeed, there was no one following them, so they drove the truck into an abandoned factory in the suburbs, brought it into Arcadia, and then

went into Arcadia to fill up the water. They cut the hose into suitable lengths, connected it to the faucet on the balcony and toilet, and turned it