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.

the sun was

of crops, and the shortened night relatively reduced crime rate.

for planting, not just

below, called out to him passionately,

she saw the carpenter

curious, so she walked over in the evening while fetching water, "Patrick,

a boat factory when he

generation

was curious, "You want

in case there's a flood,

and it needs to

and 3 meters long, and anything bigger could cause problems. Stella

ships, who would mind having more

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

of teak oil, Patrick asked for 80 kg of sweet potatoes as compensation. Stella pretended

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

the end, many high-tech products couldn't be used, and they needed old items for

potatoes made Patrick ecstatic; he

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

the wooden boat was sturdy and

boats and wants to place another order for six with you. Ensure the quality, and there might be more business in the future." Getting new business made Patrick's family overjoyed, they were

adjusting their biological clock, the people of Eastwood Eden had adapted. The patrol team worked in shifts; their main task was to look

in The Garden were growing well. Stella had propagated them several times, planted over several square meters. In a while,

but it had already started branching and sprouting new buds

growth. She

becoming more and more similar,

certain, "It's

he said so, it must be so. After all, he was always

they had figured out one