18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 210

To avoid heatstroke, the welfare distribution happened in two time slots, from five to seven in the morning and from seven to nine in the evening.

Jasper's team was assigned the morning slot. They woke up at three in the morning, Stella coaxed their dog, Cooper, with some fish and chips. "Cooper, guard the house, Okay? We'll be back soon." Cooper whimpered, and finally agreed.

With their backpacks slung over their shoulders and buckets in hand, they met with the other early morning residents at the main gate. There were over seventy people, including elderly and children. Everyone was nervous, but when they saw Jasper and Stella, they felt more at ease.

Mark took attendance and made sure everyone was present before they set off.

People who had survived two years of the apocalypse didn't put on airs. They walked in the dark, guided by their flashlights. There were no complaints. After all, Jasper had a car, yet he chose to walk with them.

The community center was quite a distance away. When they arrived at 4:30 am, there was already a long line of people.

After arranging their team, Stella and her team queued at another window to update their residency information.

At 5 am, the welfare window opened on time. There were police officers maintaining order. Despite the large crowd, no one caused any trouble.

Who had the energy to cause trouble when they were hungry and thirsty anyway?

The people from Eastwood Eden didn't arrive early. They waited for an hour and still hadn't taken their turn.

By 6 am, the sky was already bright. People were getting anxious, hoping to collect their supplies and return before the heat of the sun hit.

The scorching sun was super hot. It could cause skin to redden and itch quickly, and even cause sunburns and blisters that could lead to infections.

Stella estimated they had about ten more minutes to wait. They would likely return before 8 am, which was ideal.

However, she felt something was off today. The eastern sky was usually bright by now, but today it seemed gloomier and the air was becoming more humid. Just as she was about to speak to Jasper, a frantic sound echoed.

"Thud. Thud. Thud."

Then, screams erupted, and the crowd instantly panicked.

Stella could react, a sharp pain shot through

"Run, it's hailing."

towards the community

of pigeon eggs, chicken

Fortunately,

pushed forward. The crowd was rushing towards the community center, and

away, and his quick reaction allowed them

until the place was packed. Some children were crying out of fear. There were shouts, shoves, people being trampled on, and even those seizing the opportunity to

covered their heads with their bags

survivors were hit. Some were injured, some bleeding from their heads, and some were struck by fist-sized

office, Jasper didn't stop. He pushed through the crowd to get further inside. The restroom at the end was smelly due to the lack of

with mops and brooms,

she was about to check it, she noticed

shocked. "Where are

touch her wound, her hand came away covered in blood. She had been hit on the forehead, and it hurt so much she forgot to cry. Her brother

in her shoulder, quickly took out a first-aid kit from her bag, and started to treat Rosie's wound. She stopped

"Jasper,

held her in his arms, anxiously asking, "Stella, how is

it was a concussion, Rosie would recover with rest and care for the wound. If it was a brain hemorrhage or fluid accumulation, that would be

anxious expression, Stella didn't dare to mention the worst-case scenario. "It might be a concussion. Let's

lack of medication or their family members became extreme, believing that the

they

Even if it was open, the equipment could

hoped it wasn't the worst-case scenario, otherwise, she

do

leaned on her brother. "Stella, my head hurts so much. I

comforted her. "You're hurt, but you'll

noticed Stella's expression. "Are

pressing her swollen shoulder and took out two ice packs from