18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 249

When they woke up naturally, it was already ten in the morning.

After washing up and having breakfast, Stella kept flipping through the "Complete Guide to Herbal Medicine", but she still couldn't figure out the two plants that she brought back from Mount Murray. What the hell was so mysterious about these plants?

Unwilling to give up, she continued to scour the resources on botany that she had downloaded before the disaster, almost driving herself to frustration.

Nevermind, she thought. She'd plant them first and figure them out eventually.

With only two of these plants, Stella treated them with extreme care, gently planting them in her garden.

She also had hundreds of different types of herbs that she had collected from Mount Greenwood. She organized them by their medicinal properties and noted them down in her notebook. Though there were many herbs, not all of them were suitable for treating illnesses on demand.

Stella made a list of common ailments and then made corresponding prescriptions. She checked what she had and what she was missing. To her surprise, she realized that she was missing a lot of essential ingredients. She made a note of the ingredients she was lacking, planning to go out and find them when she had the chance.

Jasper showed up at dinner time. He came down from upstairs and said, "Those people aren't interested in the crops. They're scouting Eastwood Eden."

Stella thought for a moment, "What do you suggest?"

Did they have to deal with refugees, bandits, or organized crime? She and Jasper could leave without a problem.

If it was within their ability, they could lend a hand from time to time. If it was a large-scale conflict, and the enemies were armed, they wouldn't rush into the fray.

"Did Mark ask you to join?" she asked Jasper.

"He asked for my opinion, but he didn't ask me to join."

This made Stella feel a little better. She was willing to help in a life or death situation, but she didn't want people to take their help for granted.

Dependency could become a habit. If Mark took their help for granted, Stella would refuse, and they might even move away.

it, but in the end, he said, "Given Jasper and Stella's abilities, they won't have trouble finding a place to

they saved us. If it weren't for them, we would've been wiped out before the police or

and want someone to protect you, but they're not obligated to do so. We need to rely on ourselves. If you always depend

for them. If anything happens, you'll only have yourselves to

continued to arrange work, "We'll split into four groups. If it comes to a fight, everyone but the old and the young

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ask about what was going on in Eastwood Eden, but she kept an eye

water, even though people still greeted her with a smile, she could tell something was off. However, they didn't say anything, and the

Institute is distributing seeds. Are you going to pick them up yourself, or should we do it on behalf of the community? If it's the latter, we need to register with IDs." "I have to

remember to pick them up on time. I'm worried

Jasper came out of his study, "There are more people outside. They might make a

there was no real night, but most people's biological clocks were still set to sleep at night, making

went back to her room to sleep and left Cooper to keep watch on

three in the morning, she was woken up by the dog's

curtain, she could see chaos outside. An endless stream of people was armed and moving

women, old, and young, all dressed in ragged

probably over three hundred of them. With so

Eden had gasoline and sprayers. They weren't

just surrounding Eastwood Eden

almost angry enough to explode,

people of Eastwood Eden to fall into their

surround and kill them. If there were many, they would scatter. If the community members didn't come out, they would steal

cat-and-mouse game. The community members charged out with their makeshift weapons,

didn't take action, they would rush into the fields to steal crops. The bandits had nothing to lose, but the community members had their homes and food. The psychological

didn't know how Mark felt, but she

composed. He scanned the dancing bandits one by one with his binoculars, quickly figuring out the key to the situation. The team's duties were clear, each taking

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