18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 292

They used to mock the people in Building 49 and Building 50 for their over-cautiousness, but now, they could only look with envy at their three-meter-high stone walls topped with electric wiring that screamed safety. Suddenly, many people turned to Austin, hoping to procure some building materials for their own walls.

But Austin was atypical this time, "Folks, I apologize, but all the available building materials have been confiscated by the authorities to build the new city. I really don't have any sources for this. Maybe you could try elsewhere?" He was no fool. If everyone's home was fortified like a fortress, what would happen when rioters indiscriminately attacked?

Besides, he wasn't lying. With more and more people coming to Griffith, building materials were indeed becoming increasingly scarce.

...

Stella woke up feeling groggy, her hands and feet growing colder. She pulled the blanket over herself, but it didn't help, the chill persisted.

Stella switched on the bedside lamp, and was surprised to find it was already nine in the morning.

Damn, overslept again.

The room seemed darker than usual, so she pulled back the curtains, only to find it pitch dark outside.

Stella paused, the perpetual night had come early. Two months early.

Jasper stirred awake, "What's wrong?"

The cold weather made it good for sleeping, and after an passionate night last night, the two of them overslept.

"The eternal night is here."

She checked the thermometer. The room temperature had dropped to freezing point. The house had been insulated during renovations, so it was probably around 20 degrees below zero outside. Jasper quickly got up and added blankets to Rosie's bed.

"Why is it dark outside?"

Jasper switched on the light, "Don't worry, it's just the eternal night."

Rosie, dressed in her thermal clothes, was only cold in her hands and feet, "Will Dylan and the others freeze?"

Jasper paused, "You care about Dylan that much?"

for a moment, "He's really good to me, obedient and helps with work. What

with the

put on her socks and immediately

as per the community agreement, turned on the lights on

flashlight, he went to the backyard to check

brightness, now plunged into darkness, they huddled together in

insulated as the house, and the poultry were shivering from the cold. Jasper switched on the heating lamp and spread the prepared straw

enough, brought more wooden panels from Arcadia to fortify

the planting shed, they were all

with the backyard, the two went to the rooftop to handle the herbs

the rooftop, they could hear the rumbling of engines as lights came on in other villas one by one. The light wasn't broad, and in the perpetual darkness, it seemed incredibly

a knock on the door, and it was Samuel and his buddies, all from Eastwood Eden.

eternal night to come so soon, and

slightly, "Did you find

said they've found

hurry home. Stick together and be

suggesting he wanted to say

was confused,

know if I'm just being paranoid, but I

been excluded recently. The security captain and his crew would huddle together and whisper, but would

had their cliques. There hadn't been a problem before, and the security captain had been kind to them, but his attitude

Samuel and the others wanted to quit, their resignations were put on hold. The

listening to Samuel, Stella took a moment before responding, "Out of sight, out of mind, isn't it always like this? Don't overthink it, grab your wages and hurry home." "You guys need to be careful. We're

and the electric net, and bolted the heavy wooden door with five bolts. Back in the house, Rosie had already cooked breakfast. Seeing Stella's serious

shared Samuel's suspicions, "The eternal night came suddenly. The security captain shouldn't be letting people go at this time, in order to

worried the security team has

for a moment, "If you were them, would you take the

was paranoid, but rather that

exit rules, and when security enforced regulations, they faced insults. In severe cases, there were even instances of physical abuse. If not for the wages, who would

the spit of a llama. The security captain