18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 228

As the group brainstormed solutions, various ideas were thrown into the mix. "Let's scatter shards of glass beneath the walls. If they dare to climb over, they'll be skewered."

"We also need to secure our water well with additional locks. If that gets taken, we're done for."

They immediately set to work, determined to construct the wall before dawn, keeping danger at bay.

For safety, everyone stepped in, braving the heat to lend a hand.

Jasper was hard at work too, consulting with Mark about the best way to lay the posts for a more secure barrier.

Stella didn't venture downstairs. Instead, she immersed herself in the darkness, tinkering away. She was no mechanic, but after listening to the recording multiple times and puzzling over the machine for a good while, she finally managed to set up the sprinkler. She even took it in the Arcadia for an experiment. Ah, with this, watering wouldn't be a problem anymore.

They worked until the break of dawn, successfully dividing Eastwood Eden into two with a barrier built by countless hands.

Numerous bricks, cement bags, and heaps of sand are placed beneath the wall with the intention of keeping them secure and undamaged.

Everyone was exhausted, but nobody took a break. They went back to reinforce each building, quickly distributing the well water that was pitifully scarce.

As Stella was having her breakfast, she asked, "Should we enclose the building with an electric fence?"

After some thought, Jasper replied, "If a riot breaks out and a horde of people swarm in like zombies, the fence will be useless."

The place chosen by the officials for the refugee camp would need to accommodate at least a few thousand people. An electric fence could keep some people out, but not a large group. If they wanted to cause damage, they would find a way.

And if the fence was damaged, that would be a problem.

They hoped that the military would arrive soon, for the potential dangers were too great.

potato sprouts on the balcony when she

started to hide

see a black mass of people approaching on foot. The line of people seemed unending. Each person looked gaunt, dirty, and emotionally numb, like emotionless zombies. Although the people of Eastwood

the planters and the sunshade from the terrace, Stella called Cooper and Rosie over.

the distance between building 5 and 6 was just a few dozen meters. It was too close for

other were a kid and a dog. Who wouldn't salivate

had a strong sense of good and evil. Cooper, with

the stairwell, electrifying

refugees streamed into the neighboring area, not only did Eastwood Eden increase its patrols, but it also shortened the intervals between them. Most of their energy was focused on building 5. Mark turned on the walkie-talkie. "Jasper, be extra careful in building 5. If you notice anything off, immediately inform

had been moved indoors, and all rooms not only had privacy glass but also

was right across the study, where Jasper sat, occasionally glancing at the other side

of the three buildings was crammed with people, probably no less than

police officers, ten security patrollers,

a third of a bowl of water. The

were young and middle-aged adults. There were women too, but not many. Their clothes were

Jasper felt the same. "There are too many people.

issue was the stark contrast. Although conditions in Eastwood Eden were harsh, they still had a home and family. The ground still bore traces of their harvest. It was like placing a

front of her door. He wanted to protect her again. Stella crouched down

upstairs, only coming down in the evening. His years of honed instincts were correct. There were a few forces within the refugee camp, all surreptitiously observing them. Moreover, one person had fallen from the building in the morning, and two more in

railings or

Stella wasn't naive. Everyone knew to be wary of others during these hard times. Who would

with Eastwood Eden, and allow them to move into the

incident happened, many refugees surrounded the staff, questioning why

ruckus, while others kept their eyes on the

Rosie to avoid causing them worry. But he did