18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 268

Stella couldn't quite understand. She had merely bought a house, yet it seemed to have become a thorn in everyone's side. However, things should come to an end when they start looking up. She finally eased up and said, "If it was a misunderstanding, I'll let it slide this

time. But don't expect me to be so forgiving next time."

After saying that, she slammed the accelerator to the floor, and the Hummer roared away at full speed.

Bran was left choking on her exhaust, nearly bursting with rage. Damn it, his last remaining off-road vehicle had been reduced to scrap metal!

Bloody hell!

As they left the neighborhood, Stella expressed her confusion, "What on earth is Bran up to?"

Jasper struggled to understand the mindset of the rich kid. After a while, he spoke up, "He defended you in front of his friends last time, and this time he intentionally crashed into you. He's probably trying to find a reason to get close."

Stella was equally baffled. Who knew what went on in the head of a rich boy?

"Do you think he knows something? Is that why he's trying to get close?" She was referring to the three cars or the secret of Arcadia.

Perhaps he had learned something about Eastwood Eden through Samuel, or even earlier. The Porras family, with their astounding wealth, had managed to survive the apocalypse for three years, looking even more radiant than before. They were even invited back by the Griffith city government to help with the economic development. They were clearly not simple-minded people. Moreover, upon meeting again, Stella could clearly see that Bran had changed.

Jasper's face was grave, "No matter what he's up to, we need to stay vigilant."

The newly built school hadn't started enrolling students yet. After some discussions with the higher-ups, it was temporarily lent to the Institute of Traditional Medicine for recruiting staff and handling the herbal medicine cultivation. When Stella drove in, there were already many people gathered for interviews and inquiries.

some herbs seemed like a good deal. Unfortunately, not only did the institute require basic knowledge, but they also only offered one meal a day and no salary. This was practically asking them to work for big love, and they were

in disappointment. The staff of the Institute of Traditional Medicine felt equally frustrated. Starting anything without funding was difficult. They wanted to hire people and pay

funds on indoor temperature control for growing herbs. They too were working out of love, to preserve a civilization that

time?" A student asked with frustration, "We took such good care of the herbs we brought back last time, like they were precious gems, but still, half of them died. The ones that survived aren't growing well either." Collin was disheartened, but he still tried to reassure the

and as soon as they entered the school

car looked familiar, and then he saw Jasper and Stella getting out of it. He was overjoyed, "Jasper,

nearby and we're very interested in growing herbs, so we thought we'd come

a medical student, and Collin had a good impression of her, "Are you here to

or growing herbs. She was here primarily to establish a relationship with Collin so that she'd have a reason to interact with him in the future. "Dr. Collin,

herbs for a

"How did the seedlings you gathered last

responded modestly, "Not bad, about seventy to eighty percent of them

were astonished. They had taken great care of their own herbs and only half of them survived. How had Stella and Jasper managed to do so

built a greenhouse. The indoor temperature doesn't fluctuate as much, and if it's too cold we heat

to drive a Hummer

Institute of Traditional Medicine, they found it nearly impossible to build a greenhouse. It wasn't that the government wasn't supportive. It was just that glass was a precious resource after the earthquake. Even if they had any, it would be used primarily for growing food crops to ensure the survivors had enough to

institute already had one greenhouse, so getting approval for a new one was out of the question. One greenhouse simply couldn't grow

didn't mean others couldn't. Three years into the apocalypse, anyone who still had access to medicine

to buy it. If the government couldn't mass produce it, why not encourage private cultivation? Whether for the sake of preserving civilization or the benefit of the people, it would undoubtedly be a great contribution to society. Especially when he learned that Stella had a greenhouse of over a hundred square meters, Collin was excited. One person didn't want to work a desk job, and the other didn't have a greenhouse. It was

scientific cultivation, basic traditional medicine, acupuncture, acupressure, and related medical knowledge. But you will have to give us twenty percent of

consideration, she agreed,

quickly came to an agreement and signed a