18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 253

What a coincidence. Not only did they choose the same building, but Mark also ended up in Room 303. That made her breathe a sigh of relief. At least she didn't have to deal with a troublesome neighbor.

She chuckled, "Mark indeed has a good eye. My relatives just happened to buy room 301 and 302."

"It's all thanks to your reminder that we were able to act quickly. Otherwise, we might not have even been able to secure the apartment."

It was a mutual benefit. If it wasn't for Mark's reminder, even with her high credit score, Stella could not have had the chance to select a villa.

On the way, Christian was discussing the installation of solar panels and rooftop gardening.

With over a hundred people, it wasn't easy to arrange for food and drinks, waste management, and other necessities.

Upon arriving at the housing complex, Stella said, "Mark, thank you for taking care of us over the past year. We'll be moving to Newtown in a few days."

Mark was taken aback, "So soon?"

Each day felt incredibly long, but looking back, it seemed as if it had passed in the blink of an eye. They had been at Eastwood Eden for a year now, and during that time, the place had experienced several crises. Without their help, Eastwood Eden might have fallen. "When are you leaving?" Mark asked. "You've done so much for Eastwood Eden, we'd like to give you a proper send-off."

Stella politely declined, "We're all part of the community, so there's no need for thanks. Besides, living here feels like home."

If it wasn't for the pressing circumstances, they really wouldn't want to move.

Mark insisted to express their thanks. If it wasn't for their help, Eastwood Eden wouldn't have even had the chance to live in Newtown.

Stella and Jasper weren't moving just yet; they needed to gather some more resources first.

Jasper reminded, "Newtown has factories, and it's not far from the agricultural institute's plantation. There are plenty of job opportunities. You might want to keep an eye out for job postings."

There was still plenty of time before they had to go. After a nap, the three of them went out to gather soil.

was still quite rich. They dug and loaded the

windows behind. They left

cold-hearted,

was about to be abandoned soon,

other, drove into the new

were others who were quicker. Several high-end villas had already begun renovations, with workers

was worried about tiring Stella out, "Should we hire

take

else to do, might

in a rush to renovate; they first built up

toilet wasn't fixed yet, so they had to use a

physical labor, they needed a solid meal. So, they served up a wholesome feast and ate heartily. Satisfied, they began digging the foundation, starting with the triangular plot of land. Life was meant to be lived, Stella wasn't in a hurry, taking breaks now and then. Jasper, on the other hand, was very efficient at physical labor. Not only did he dig wide, but he also dug deep. When the

help but tease him, "You're not just building a wall. You're

"Then let's build a fortress. Even

or they would have been annoyed by the noise. After the foundation was dug, Stella went out for a bit and brought back a truck full of stones. They studied construction videos for a while, slowly figuring out how to

feel smooth enough, so he tore it down a few times, then it started

pulled up in front of their house. More than a dozen men jumped out, all carrying tools. Sensing their arrival, Stella instinctively wanted to draw her

gotta say, your renovation style is quite

from his mouth, walking with

Stella looked up, huh!!!

saw who it was, the man dropped his cigarette in surprise, "It's

his tone, becoming more serious and warm, "What a pleasant surprise. What

demeanor altered as swiftly as a chameleon changes its color, completely contrasting his prior demeanor. Indeed, every hustler wears two

were all shady looking, not good

you know who bought the

question, Stella couldn't fail to guess, "Did you manage to snag it,

unit at first sight. It's tucked away in a quiet corner. I didn't expect it to be snatched away