Chapter 183

Stella felt a pang of emotion, never expecting Katie to be so reliable. "Thank you so much."

"It's us, the Moores, who should be thanking you." Katie clasped her hand, "Without your help these two years, I can't imagine what would have befallen us."

This girl, though cold on the outside, was always secretly helping others. If they didn't move to the 17th floor, the survival of the Moores would have been uncertain.

Life at the research institute was tough, but it was better than the common folk. Besides having a monthly salary, they also had the benefit of fresh water. The quantity wasn't much, but it was enough for a family.

Katie brought out a small package, "Stella, I've got some vegetable seeds for you. If you plant them well, you'll have something to eat in a fortnight. Remember to save some seeds. Don't eat them all."

It wasn't much, maybe half an ounce. "We've gathered some seeds too, during our travels." Stella declined her offer and asked, "When are you moving? Jasper and I can help."

Her kids were working during the day, so Katie didn't hesitate, "We're moving tomorrow. Your help would be appreciated."

She gave Katie the remaining hay, which could be used to feed the rabbits.

There was still water in the water tower, and it hadn't gone bad even though they had added purification tablets. Stella declined this too.

People came and went, and in the end, only she and Jasper remained. Stella wondered how Lukas and the others were doing.

Stella herded the rabbits upstairs to continue raising them in 1803.

The rooftop was hot and stuffy, so she took out ice cubes to cool down the rabbits, along with some fresh hay, vegetables, and carrots. Having adapted, the rabbits were no longer afraid of water and happily licked the ice cubes.

As the sun went down, Jasper took the dog to the rooftop for training. Stella, who followed after, was almost taken aback when she saw the dog carrying bricks and crawling or climbing.

Jasper's training method had completely changed.

Stella wondered, "Are you training it for coordinated combat?"

On the way back, she felt that Jasper was off. She initially thought it was because of Rosie, but now it seemed more complicated.

asked, "Those guys who collect protection grain are not small fry,

a motley crew, but they've formed

suggested previous encounters, "Have you dealt with

junction between Griffith and Swan Hill. They not only collected tolls but also robbed people. The survivors were suffering. Griffith joined forces

harder and they became

that the crew who collected

They wouldn't just let that go. Living in peace seemed harder and harder. Stella didn't want to cause trouble,

kill everyone

a few homemade bombs and molotovs. She wouldn't hesitate to use them when the

thugs, the more you tolerate, the

looked at her, "Are

was a no-brainer. Who wasn't afraid of death? But

managed a laugh, "I'm scared, but I won't just sit around

her, "Don't worry.

day, Jasper drove

they could. Katie didn't have much luggage. The hay was strapped to the top of the Hummer, and the water was in the trunk. Rosie and Cooper couldn't bear to part with Katie and

consisted of several large buildings where all kinds of

this era, anyone who could still drive a car was definitely not ordinary. The

watched the car while Jasper helped with the

on the third floor. Come visit us when you

apartment building now only had Stella and Jasper holding their

Meanwhile, the

them started their hermit life, rarely going out during the day. They turned on the

force, carrying homemade bombs and molotovs weighing over 10 pounds, jumping around without panting. She took out a ball and threw

upstairs,

threw the ball. The ball rolled and rolled, sliding towards the south. After several tries, the result was the

expression was solemn, "There's something wrong with this

already old and had been soaked in floodwater, then frozen for a year, and now subject to high temperatures. Stella might not have noticed in her previous

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