18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 267

The College of Herbal Medicine in Swan Hill was recruiting in Griffith. Those who were interested and had some basic knowledge in the field could apply.

Ever since the catastrophe, the number of doctors had plummeted, particularly Western medicine practitioners. Either they perished in the disaster, or due to the lack of medication or equipment; civilization was nearly wiped out. Once a survivor fell ill, their options were limited to enduring the illness or waiting for death.

Given the situation, Herbal Medicine had to step up, not only to conserve as much medicinal herbs as possible during the relatively milder disasters but also to train a new generation of practitioners.

Despite the so-called mildness, the conditions were deteriorating, with the highest temperature hitting 45 degrees and the coldest dropping to -15 degrees.

Luckily, the houses had been insulated, and they had thermal clothing. Otherwise, they might not survive the alternating furnace-like heat and freezer-like cold.

Many people outside were sick. Those who could endure lived, and those who couldn't vanished.

Those with family knew you had once existed in this world; those without had to wait for the clean-up crew to discover them.

There were Styrofoam boxes at home. Otherwise, the chickens, ducks, and geese even with fur all over their bodies couldn't withstand the harsh conditions. The rabbits seemed to have gotten used to it and would even cuddle the poultry if they felt like it. They had been cuddled by the dog before, and now they were cuddling others. Perhaps this was the continuation of love. In any case, the young animals loved following the rabbits.

Jasper asked, "Are you thinking of applying?"

Stella nodded. Despite her self-studying these past years, Herbal Medicine was profound. Many of its essence couldn't be learned from books or videos, but instead from the wisdom passed down by the predecessors and accumulated from countless experiences. She really didn't want to cough her lungs out.

Considering she was free anyway, and the neighborhood seemed relatively safe for now, Stella suddenly had a thought, "Why don't you and Rosie go too?"

Given the unpredictable nature of the catastrophe, who knew how much longer they could stay together? If they were separated, wouldn't knowing some medical knowledge allow them to go further?

Jasper had no objections, and Rosie was always eager to learn.

"Woof!" Although the dog considered himself a human, this was probably beyond his abilities.

in Austin's care, which delighted Dylan, "Rosie, I'll wait for

only learned to grow vegetables and raise animals, but also wanted to

that instant, Stella instinctively turned the wheel, but it was too late to avoid

had been modified and its body and glass were bulletproof. Otherwise,

forehead nearly hit the steering wheel, but Jasper quickly held her back. His sister was sitting in the back, and Jasper quickly

thanks to the seat belt,

she was instantly livid.

reversing, "Hold on." With that, she slammed the gas pedal and

loud "bang", and the Maybach SUV was

of the Porras family's

the Hummer ramming the Maybach, a bodyguard drew his gun and pointed it at Stella,

a bomb and a lighter. The

causing Bran to look pale as he

floored the accelerator, sending the Maybach

real king in the off-road world was the Hummer, the ideal vehicle for the post-apocalyptic world. Moreover, Jasper had armed it to the teeth, including a sturdy bumper. Even though the Maybach had also

the Maybach to hit a rock and then getting hit three times

a post-apocalyptic world without high-end car

headache, and banged on the Hummer's

the window

Stella, "My car had a problem, and it accidentally hit yours. Did you have

seen the murderous intent in Stella's eyes. This woman was really out for blood, as ruthless

of the car modification club, and a master in car racing? Who dares to compete with you in

know as soon as you

no matter how rich or influential your family is, if you dare to joke with my life, I'll fight you to the death. We only have one life, so if you're not

ordinary vehicles, they would probably have been smashed into scrap metal by the Maybach long ago. Even if they didn't die