18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 165

The apartment market was chaotic, so Stella suggested to Jasper, "What about trying our luck in the villa district?"

Indeed, not only did the lower class survivors flock here, but also the wealthy with a keen eye for opportunity.

The villa district was a couple of miles from the beach, nestled on a hill and located near the port. As they drove along the coastal road, they could glimpse the villas hidden among the trees.

They reached the villas quickly. At the foot of the hill, there was a security booth with a dozen or so armed guards patrolling.

As they saw a car approaching, they became alert and gestured for them to stop from afar. They were all dressed in security uniforms.

Stella rolled down the window and asked, "Are there any houses for rent?"

The guards, overwhelmed by the smell of sweat, almost dismissed them right away. One of them, seeing Stella and Jasper's ragged clothes and old car, impatiently said, "No, you should leave. You can't afford to live here."

Stella wasn't offended. She was used to this kind of arrogance from her days of networking for business. She took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and handed it over, "Can you help us out, mister?"

The guard's eyes widened at the sight of the cigarettes. He hadn't smelt tobacco in two years. He used to smoke a pack a day, but now he couldn't even afford a decent meal, let alone a cigarette. He quickly pocketed the cigarettes, fearing someone else would snatch them if he was too slow.

The guard's attitude changed completely. He said with a smile, "Sure, there are houses for rent, but the rent is a bit high."

He looked Stella and Jasper over again. Despite their ragged clothing and tired faces, their physique suggested they were more than they seemed.

Stella asked about the rent, "How much is it?"

"All villas here are rented out as a whole, and most of them have been rented by the wealthy. The only ones left are near the top of the hill."

hundreds of houses, which had been renovated after the severe cold and rented out to the

tenants." Rob explained: "We have 24-hour patrols here, and we have good connections. Ordinary refugees

pounds of food per month, we

way here, they had met villagers who only asked for 8 pounds of food for a month's

looked at Jasper, seeking his opinion

had no objections. Although the rent was

grains. Tea, cigarettes, and alcohol are counted separately. Legumes like soybeans are also accepted. If it's

potatoes, and fifty percent more

you show us the houses

on his patrol scooter and slowly drove towards the

opened the car window, observing her surroundings. Judging from the security personnel and the scooter, the security measures in the villa district seemed pretty solid. The trees on the hill had survived the freezing conditions, the

Each was a two-and-a-half-story cottage. Many of them had solar generators installed on the roof, and the balconies and windows were all enclosed

was strong near the sea, so there was plenty of water vapor due to the large temperature difference between day and night. The drought situation was much relieved compared to Griffith, with lush

car drove slowly, so Stella could even hear the sound of the

greenhouses, parasols, and beach chairs. There were beautiful women wearing sunglasses, sipping iced drinks,

a vacation paradise. It

Stella looked down to

in the face of the end of the world, people's lives could

lush trees, so it wasn't as hot. All of them had already been rented out, only three near the

opened the villa

Rosie step out of the dilapidated car didn't surprise Rob. But when he saw the

district that kept pets, including cats and dogs, but they were all small pets that didn't eat much. This dog, however, was a different story. It was big and robust, indicating that its owners must

to find the dog staring at him with murderous eyes. It looked ready to attack at any moment, and Rob felt a shiver run down his spine. He quickly

immediately transformed from a fierce beast to a docile puppy, obediently circling