18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 242

Before going to bed, Stella pulled out her blanket, "Rosie, if you feel cold at night, you can use this."

The radio had timely notifications, but there was no sound from Mark's loudspeaker. It might be because the radio was out of battery. Jasper relayed the message, "The Weather Bureau has issued a warning: the Polar Day is here, and there will be a significant temperature difference between day and night."

So, the loudspeaker echoed once more, reminding everyone to dress warmly and prevent the cold. It was not a matter to be taken lightly. Once you fell sick and couldn't recover, death was the next stop. Waking up the next morning, Stella found a blanket on her. She glanced at the thermometer on the wall, 20 degrees Celsius.

The spot next to her was empty. Jasper was nowhere to be seen.

Pulling the curtain aside, she saw him exercising on the terrace with the dog, even Rosie was there. Uh, seemed like she had been slacking off.

20 degrees in the morning, 37 at noon, and 18 at night, the temperature was like a rollercoaster.

The darkness was postponed again, till 9 pm.

Day by day, eating was the only routine. They had become tired of watching TV. They could only study for two hours a day, and reading had become daunting. Living such a life was not as easy as it seemed. Sensing her boredom, Jasper suggested, "How about we cook something?"

Now that they were living far away from everyone else, they could cook without the smell spreading around. In the future, when they moved to Newtown, the villas wouldn't have such a wide gap between the buildings. Stella liked this idea, "How about some cookies and bread?"

They were not in a hurry this time; they only cooked when they felt like it. They strived for perfection, every dish looking like a piece of art.

A month later, they had stored a lot of food.

Now, it only got dark at 1 am and the sun rose at 5 am. The daytime temperature was 30 degrees Celsius while the night was only 10 degrees.

Thanks to the Polar Day, the survivors had to change their clothes every two hours. If you had to go out, you didn't need to bring anything else other than clothes for all four seasons. A minor negligence could lead to a cold.

The erratic weather was troubling for Cooper as he didn't know whether to grow his fur or shed it.

Stella put on a thermal coat for him.

Day, the three of them maintained their routine. If the sun was

shortened night relatively reduced crime rate.

a love for planting, not

helping by digging the soil, no matter how Luna, from the floor below, called out to him passionately,

she saw the carpenter from building no.3 making

walked over in the evening while fetching water, "Patrick, do you know how to make a

apprentice in a boat factory when he was young, "I

network of water bodies. The older generation of locals all had wooden boats which they used to navigate through the

"You want

hardened during the extreme cold. With this erratic weather, in case there's a flood, I'd have nowhere to hide.

a boat, and it needs

and anything bigger could cause problems. Stella thought it was okay. If they ever had to

and cruise ships,

a while, she found out he also made bath barrels and wooden barrels. Stella promptly ordered eight

cost of teak oil, Patrick asked for 80 kg of

she drove a truck back and unloaded the required wood at the entrance of building no.3, "My friend also wants a boat, along with barrels and

be used, and they

160 pounds of sweet potatoes made Patrick ecstatic; he even called his

in two batches. The first batch was delivered half a month later, and the

boat was sturdy and also polished smooth. Even the oars

the wooden boats and wants to place another order for six with you. Ensure the quality, and there might be more business

adjusting their biological clock, the people of Eastwood Eden had adapted. The patrol

well. Stella had propagated them several times, planted over several square meters. In a while, they would be ready

already started branching and sprouting new buds

took its pictures every now and then, recording its growth. She repeatedly compared the pictures with the ones

more and more similar, but there

certain, "It's

if he said so, it must be so. After all, he was always steady and not the

one herb, what about the other