18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 256

Cooper's antics almost made Stella spray her coffee with laughter as he and Rosie seemed increasingly in sync.

The first floor living room was simple, furnished with items from Sunrise Sanctuary, appearing plain and unassuming.

Noticing Dylan's restraint, Stella suggested, "Rosie, didn't you mention wanting to plant something in the backyard? Why don't you take Dylan along?" Rosie, a sweet-faced, bubbly little girl with twinkling eyes, reached out to take Dylan's hand, "Dylan, I'll take you to plow the land and plant vegetables."

Dylan, meeting such an amiable and cheerful girl for the first time, relaxed a bit, "Okay." He set down his backpack and followed Rosie into the backyard, with Cooper tagging along to ensure Rosie was safe.

Before long, the laughter of the two children filled the air.

When Stella went to check on them, she found Rosie instructing Dylan on how to till the soil, "Dylan, you're doing it wrong."

She didn't interfere and instead went to the greenhouse to plant some lotus roots.

She filled a pot with water and soil, stirring it before planting a couple of lotus roots. She didn't have many lotus roots stored from before the apocalypse and they were mostly used for cooking, so she hoped the planting would be successful.

As Stella emerged from the greenhouse, Jasper was about to head out, "I'm off to Eastwood Eden to see if Patrick can make the door."

Initially, the plan was for all three of them, plus Cooper, to go, but they needed an adult to stay home with Dylan around.

Stella cautioned him, "Things are getting chaotic out there. Be careful on the way."

Yesterday, while exercising on the rooftop, Stella coincidentally encountered a wealthy lady taking a stroll. When the wealthy lady saw the towering exterior walls and the cement-plastered houses, her smile instantly vanished, replaced by an expression barely able to conceal a strong sense of disdain.

"Ever since this apocalypse, any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come here. I fear there will be no peace in the future."

"You said it. We were promised safety by the authorities, but look at the state of things now. All sorts of riffraff can buy houses here."

won't believe who I bumped into earlier. That Austin, the second-hand dealer. What has the world come to? Even he can afford to live

because you all give him too much business. Otherwise, he wouldn't have

through a telescope. Now three years into the apocalypse, and these people still looked down on others. They were still able to lead a fine life only because of their wealth. If they were tossed out, they wouldn't survive half

mud and dust, he first looked

over to play, Dylan would barely utter a word, let alone play in the

haven't finished tilling the soil. I still need to

have lunch first," Austin patted his son's head. "We have a garden at home

"Dylan has mild autism. He's shy and barely speaks. How did you manage to bring him

had tried various

may have overprotected him," Stella pondered. "I didn't do much.

well. What do

that

Rosie, "How do you get

"Dylan's very nice."

you want to play

thought for a moment, "Stella, can

understood her concern, "You can make friends, but remember to be cautious. Don't blindly trust

right on time, and the three of

stable, resistant to

familiar

dinner, they went into Arcadia to select wood. After a lot

to pick up Stella to head to

backup. Although they didn't plan to renovate them, the basic doors

sixth floors hadn't moved in yet, but there were sounds of activity, probably

perfection. In less than half a day, they had

be safe, they first installed iron bars on the windows before fixing the