Chapter 453

Cooper sniffed Rosie's clothes and immediately backed away, shaking his head with a look of utter disdain.

"Ugh, no way I'm touching that!"

Rosie's heart shattered like a fragile glass ornament, her spirits plummeting to rock bottom.

Stella came over and tugged Cooper's ear, "Off you go, chill out elsewhere. Stop picking on Rosie."

After a brief scolding for Cooper, she turned to the sensitive Rosie, chuckling with a hint of exasperation, "There's no smell, neither your brother nor I can smell anything. Cooper's just yanking your chain." Rosie took another sniff of her clothes, and her mood brightened like a sun piercing through storm clouds, "Cooper, you're such a mischief-maker."

Cooper wagged his tail with a grin, playfully tugging at Rosie's pant leg.

"Come on, let's play!"

By noon, hunger struck like an unwelcome guest, demanding attention even when the appetite was half of its usual size.

Area B boasted a seawater filtration system, but fresh water was still a luxury, rationed to half a bucket per person per day, with strict timings for its availability.

For a shower, one had to hoard water, with communal baths and toilets on the first floor.

With water being such a precious commodity, using it for showers seemed wasteful. A quick wipe-down was a luxury, and any surplus could be bartered.

To save on Arcadia time, the trio and their dog had a pact - they'd digest their meal and then all head in together for a quick wash, wrapping up within thirty minutes, no exceptions. Cooper didn't need a shower; he had The Garden upstairs and downstairs to run and catch the breeze to his heart's content.

If he got dirty, they'd wash him afterwards, dumping the dirty water back into Arcadia.

Towel-drying her hair, Jasper asked with concern, "Rosie, how's the job?"

Don't ask. Just the thought brings up a stench with every breath.

Fresh into the workforce, Rosie's worldview was crumbling, "Brother, some folks in the Maggot Crew are sneaking bites."

"Sneaking bites?" Stella almost choked on her words.

mouths when the boss isn't looking," Rosie recounted, feeling queasy at the

"What did you do when

hesitated, "I pretended I didn't

"Why?"

Rosie had her reasoning, "If

and that

situation, who cares about

didn't it stand to reason the boss could too, if they really wanted

a case of turning a blind eye because

to expose them

pleased with Rosie's answer, "If these were peaceful times, their actions would be

As long as it doesn't affect you, sometimes

brother's approval, Rosie finally breathed

lost their significance in the face of disaster. Survivors did whatever it took, and as long as it didn't threaten one's

moment,

surviving is never easy. We enjoy our peace because others carry the burden. We have a base to live in, where we can defer

gives us a home, but we can't just lie back and wait for

to grow with our country. It's only through the hard work of every survivor that

with

you're feeling down,

up, and your sister-in-law and I will help you

felt even more determined, "Brother, I'll do a good

I need to set the right example

work hard outside, and she'd definitely enjoy

Rosie still rose with the sun, and Jasper accompanied her, aiming to find a job with light

the doting brother continuing to

waking up at nine to freshen

returned for lunch, her spirits were markedly improved, even cheerful, "Sister-in-law, I can take care of the maggots on

Stella mentally replaced them with

looks landed him a job at Area A's administrative center, maintaining

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