18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 207

Jasper didn't dodge the question, musing, "Next time you have class, you can hang out with them for, say, half an hour. Is that alright?" Rosie's eyes sparkled, "Thank you!"

"While hanging out, don't mention anything about our home life, especially anything about food and shelter. If they keep prying or intentionally steer the conversation that way, cut ties with them immediately." Rosie nodded, "I understand, Jasper."

Then they got ready for dinner.

It was too easy to get heatstroke in this weather, so Stella had prepared some mint lemonade, a chilled cucumber and watermelon salad, barbecue pork ribs, and green leafy vegetables. Everything was prepared beforehand, no need to fire up the stove. Jasper only worked half a day, and he would rest at home in the afternoon.

During lunch, he started a conversation, "From what I observed today, apart from their lack of skills, they seem pretty friendly and united."

Stella agreed, "Their current state is largely because of Mark's efforts."

If everything went well, this could be their new home.

When they woke up around three, they discussed and made a list of things they needed at home.

Stella planned to visit the trading street in the evening to collect as many of the items as possible.

The mention of trading made her think of Monkey and Austin.

Monkey was always on the road, and the tsunami had come so suddenly. She wondered if he had been at the beach in Swan Hill when it happened.

As for Austin, they had arranged to meet at ten, so he was more likely to have been at the beach. What were the chances of survival if they had been caught in the tsunami?

Stella felt a pang of sadness. If it weren't for Austin's help, she wouldn't have been able to expand her Arcadia so quickly. But that was the harsh reality of the apocalypse. Friends or family could be perfectly fine one second, and gone the next. When the sun set, Stella decided to venture out.

Jasper was worried, "Should I come with you?"

here to the trading street. I can get there on my mountain bike in less than an hour. You just rest

he would rest, he still had to

escorted her downstairs, "Be

just run." She hopped

clothing, the heat was still intense, but not to the point of heatstroke. However, as the sun set, danger began

would

on her mountain bike. The attackers missed their target, almost causing them to

fast, the two men, unwilling

at varying speeds with ease, not knowing that her pursuers were

men collapsed during the chase.

completely dark. As expected, there were many more people. It was a

the cover of

to before. The most demanded items were still food and water. The difference now was that no one dared to openly sell these items. Those who had water

available, selling water

potatoes, dried

actually had goods to sell was another matter. If you

could be exchanged for 1 pound of sweet potatoes or potatoes. Of course, this was the price set

was also 1000ml for half a pound of coarse grains, but would you

how severe the water shortage was outside. No wonder Eastwood Eden was fighting

lining up with their bottles. Stella thought they

brought over from the seaside of Swan Hill. Since the two bases had been wiped out, there was no need to worry about being robbed or having

dropped, but it hadn't risen much either. 1 pound of grain could be exchanged for half a bucket of seawater. The sellers even taught you how to distill seawater into fresh water on the spot. The method was quite simple: boil the seawater until

boiling points of substances in seawater that couldn't be ingested by the human body were higher than

few forests along the coast, hoarding firewood was also not easy. In short, survival was difficult. It was a blessing to live another day. Not long after entering the trading street, Stella noticed that she was being followed. She moved left

Unexpectedly, the tail suddenly quickened his pace and tapped her shoulder. Stella swiftly grabbed the tail's

a cry of pain, then a sharp

me.