18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 288

No one knew exactly who smuggled them out, but Austin knew that all the fish hatchlings from the agricultural department could be acquired if you had the right contacts.

Austin exchanged for the fish with supplies, probably after some transactions, so it really wasn't cheap. There was some leftover spices from yesterday, so Stella decided to make a fish stew. Rosie was diligent, with Dylan assisting her.

When Stella wasn't looking, Dylan slipped a small pack of chocolate-covered almonds into Rosie's pocket. Snacks were too precious and Rosie didn't want any.

"Rosie, I saved these especially for you. We have more at home." As he said this, he peeled one and placed it in her mouth, "Is it sweet?"

"Mmm." Rosie smiled at him, "You're so nice, Dylan."

Encouraged by her praise, Dylan was overjoyed, whispering into her ear, "I only gave one to the others."

By "the others", he was referring to the adults' children.

Rosie, being singled out for special treatment, was pleased. "After dinner, I'll teach you some boxing, Dylan."

"Sure!" Dylan squatted next to her, helping with the chores. "The water's too cold, Rosie. Let me do it." Father and son, both inept in the kitchen, relished the creamy fish stew, and they were extremely content.

"Dad, the fish head Rosie made is really good."

Austin corrected his son, "Nonsense, Stella made it."

"Rosie fried the fish, and I helped with the veggies."

"Really? You can do that now? You're amazing, son."

As they chatted and ate, Austin noticed Stella's glowing complexion and asked, "Some wealthy ladies have been looking for skincare products. So you have a supplier?" Actually, she did have quite a few stashed away in Arcadia.

"What brand do they want?"

matter what brand, as long as it's fragrant and hasn't

skincare products, but considering it was four years into the apocalypse, finding something usable was already a feat. Regardless of

it smelt worse than manure, but in the end, they nearly

a few bottles. I'll let you

had got quite a lot from the supermarket before, and collected another batch from the office

requests, "Those

the early years of the apocalypse, many wealthy individuals had indulged themselves with no rules, resulting in a myriad of diseases. If it

quickly learned their lesson, but it was already too late. Now, medicine was

"Cough, cough."

a fish bone when he heard Austin asking Stella for condoms at the dinner table.

surprised them all with her response, "I don't have any, and even if I did, I'd keep them for personal

again, "That's a fair

table, Rosie was confused, "What are you guys

it was just on some

some, but she probably wouldn't be able to trade them for anything she

we found when we were out scavenging before. You can try selling them, no

He was confident

also brought down a couple of cigars, "A friend gifted these, but I think they

didn't smoke, and Arcadia had plenty of better choices. There was no need

by the unexpected windfall, "What

beef or lamb, that would

do business again after a few days off, left his son behind in Building 50

Stella thought about taking the children out for a bit since it was the holiday season. Jasper didn't object, so they took

they had to be mindful of safety and couldn't venture into dangerous

weather was sunny, and

patrols around, so the criminals didn't

the New Year. The Christmas costumes were a bit worn and the team was hastily put together, so the performance lacked the grandeur and thrill of the pre-apocalypse era. But it