Chapter 338

After the viral onslaught, only a few families with resources to secure medicine suffered minimal losses. The rest of the homeowners, even if they weren't entirely wiped out, had experienced death in their families. Even for those who managed to hold on until the antiviral drugs arrived, the aftermath was daunting.

The Porras, always with their ear to the ground, heard that due to smog or some other calamity, several groups had fled southward.

The long-distance migration of survivors was likely a sign of desperation, with no other apparent solutions due to the exhaustion of resources. There would be inevitably competition for survival resources in the south. However, Griffith also lacked sufficient provisions, and there was concern that this might lead to chaos when the time came.

A corrupt politician once said that refugees were less than human. It seemed absurd then, but in the face of a natural disaster, it became clear that refugees were indeed dehumanized.

No one could forget the savagery of the mobs during the endless nights. If they were to return, could the gated community hold its ground?

Shane didn't step forward, but he tossed the problem to his son. "You're not a toddler anymore. As the president of the Homeowners Association, it's time to shoulder the responsibility. Think about how to solve these problems."

At Shane's age, who knew how much longer he had left? Shane worried that he wouldn't be able to rest in peace at the moment of his death.

The herbal remedy Stella provided was effective, but most of the Porras had contracted the virus. Shane had survived, but at the cost of a grandson and two granddaughters. Having many descendants didn't soften the blow of burying the younger generation. Worn out in body and spirit, Shane aged rapidly and began to fear death. He wasn't afraid of his own demise, but rather that the Porras would follow the grim path of other homeowners. Once the head of the family was gone, the whole clan could disintegrate. Having lost his father at a young age, Shane had taken on the family's burden early, guiding his siblings from poverty to a business empire. He had held the Porras together for decades and thought he'd be able to enjoy his twilight years, yet here he was, facing an apocalyptic disaster.

Years of struggle had worn him down to the bone. But he dared not die, fearing that without him, the authorities would no longer respect the Porras, and the underworld would run rampant.

He did have sons, but which of them could truly stand alone? The eldest was loyal but lacked talent, the second was all show and no substance, while the third had some cleverness but no depth.

"You need to grow up fast, kid. Stop messing around."

the community needs new blood, but only

said, patting Bran's shoulder as he stood up. "Make something happen. Show us all

his smile as mischievous as ever. "Stella, weren't you going to treat me to dinner?" It was as if he would leave Buddy at her place if she didn't host him

were to be repaid, and Stella opened the door, "Come

of inviting Austin over, but Bran interjected, "Stella, I'm not

meal, Jasper was the one cooking.

"Anything."

prepared a dish of flame-grilled goose, a

didn't hold back, stuffing his face and commending, "Mmm,

was a man of few words, but he

Bran envied their happiness.

girlfriend used to serve him too, before the disaster. He might have been married with kids by now, if not for the catastrophe. But that life was gone, potentially forever. Even within the community, life had

heard that groups of refugees are heading south. Some will likely settle in Griffith. If we want to keep our community secure, we need to replenish our ranks, don't you

that's

folks in building 42 are impressive. Do you have any

pondered for a moment. "No, not

Eden who've relocated here. I remember you and Jasper used to

"That's true."

think they'd fit

Eastwood Eden, but it's been years and people change. It's hard to say now. But

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