Chapter 95
Ste ignored them. Her eyes were falling on a round stainless steel trinket on the ground that had
likely fallen off a body. It seemed to be the pass for Unity Vige. Lukas and Cody thought it was
useless, so they didn’t bother to pick it up.
Ste bent down to pick it up, observing the trinket which looked like a backpack charm. It was
probably something they found in a factory and distributed to the gangsters.
Back upstairs, Ang immediately opened the door as she heard them. She was surprised at
seeing them together. “Why are you back sote? Did you get any information?”
Jasper remained silent, so Ste nodded, “I just left the neighborhood when I spotted a gang
gathering food in the name of the protection, so I followed them quietly and found out they entered
Unity Vige.”
Upon hearing her recount, Ang was stunned. “You mean, their hideout is in the neighborhood?”
Unity Vige wasrge, which had over twenty residential buildings. How many people could be
hiding there?
Was this gang developed from the residents? Or had it been invaded by outside forces? If it was the
latter, were the original residents still alive?
Not only did they collect protection food, but they also used the pretext of gathering supplies to rob
survivors’ homes directly. This was also why the 18th floor was targeted.
Cody and Lukas felt a buzzing in his head. They had thought it was a gang of just a few dozen
people. There were only 5bat-capable people on the 18th floor; they couldn’t fight against them
face to face. So, he instinctively looked at Ste and Jasper. “What should we do next?”
What should they do? The worst-case scenario would be to get chopped up.
Ste yed dumb and followed his gaze to Jasper. Under everyone’s concerned gaze, Jasper
paused to think. “Let’s not be impulsive, I’ll go scout the ce tomorrow.”
While the 18th floor struggled to sleep, the 17th floor was in a state of fear. Amber was terrified.
“Mom, I almost stepped on a corpse on the 16th floor when I came back, and the door downstairs is
broken. What happened?”
She thought something had happened to her home, but thankfully her mother-inw was unharmed.
It was a close call today, but Katie was still shaken, sighing and saying, “Something serious has
happened.”
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After hearing her mother-inw’s words, Amber was in shock for a while. “Has Korey gone mad?
We agreed to face difficulties together. However, not only did he hide, but he also stabbed us in the
back?”
And there was the Palmer family from the 1702, they felt they shouldn’t believe those people in the
beginning.
“What should we do now?”
Amber was anxious. Her husband and son were at work, so only she and her mother-inw were
left at home. If the 18th floor really didn’t care about them, what would they do?
These two troublemakers had ruined everything.
“You’ve been busy all day. Wash up and sleep early. We will think about what to do tomorrow.”
Katie couldn’t sleep. After making sure her daughter-inw was asleep, she quietly went to the
kitchen to boil a pot of hot water. She opened the door and poured it into the gap of the door of
room 1702.
The weather was extremely cold, so the water quickly turned into ice once it hit the ground.
Katie stood in the hallway, sighing deeply in the darkness. She didn’t care if she died. She just
couldn’t leave any risks to her children.
She had lived long enough. Even the people younger than her had died. But her children were still
very young, especially Mikey who had just graduated and found a job, and hadn’t even gotten
married and had children.
When would this disaster end?
After calming down, Katie closed the door and returned to her room, wrapping herself in the nket
and staying awake all night.
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Ste was drowsy and was awakened by the banging noise from downstairs. Both people and dogs
were used to it. As long as it wasn’t someone prying open the door to the 18th floor, it was fine. She
pulled the nket over her head and continued to sleep.
When she woke up, Ste heard a noise in the hallway and opened the door to find Lukas straining
his ears to listen to the noise from downstairs. “What’s going on?”
Lukas chuckled, “The Palmer family from 1702, who refused to open their door yesterday, suddenly
decided to move today.”
Ste didn’t pay much attention. “They’re probably scared that those guys wille back for
revenge and involve them.”
“It’s better that they leave. We don’t have another backstabber.”
Lukas told her what he heard, “I just heard Katie greeting them. It seems like the Palmer family is
moving to the shelter.”
That was right. In response to the unprecedented cold weather in the south, the government had re-
nned the shelter. Houses in the south didn’t have heating and could only use the most primitive
methods of warming.
Arge number of survivors gathered at the shelter. The crowd was warm but filled with various
smells. Even stretching out one’s limbs was difficult, let alone lying down to sleep or having hot
water for a bath.
People would break down without sleep, but once they fell asleep and woke up, they might be left
with nothing but themselves.
With therge number of people in the city, the nature of the shelter was to provide temporary relief
and transition, with a one-month residency limit for any survivors who entered.
After the time limit, they could only go to the public warming area. The public warming area only
heated during the day, and the heating would be turned off at night, which could freeze people into
icicles.
So, many people would prefer to go outside to receive relief food and go up the mountain to chop
firewood for warmth, rather than go to the shelter. At least they had nkets at home, and they
could sleep while burning firewood.
Lukas asked Ste, “Now only the Moore family is left on the 17th floor. What should we do?”
“We had a clear understanding with the Moore family before they moved in.” Ste showed no
emotion. “Everywhere is dangerous now. The Moore family must protect themselves. They
shouldn’t rely on us.”
The people on the 18th floor were humans, not gods. They didn’t even know how long they could
survive.
While they were talking, Jasper opened the door and walked out. “Ste, are we going to scout the
ce today?”
Jasper wasn’t a native of Griffith, so he didn’t even know where Unity Vige was. Ste also
wanted to scout the base again, so she nodded in agreement.
Scouting needed to be low-key, so Ste put on old clothes. Jasper also tried to keep a low profile,
but, well, he was too tall. He had a good body proportion, and a pair of long legs that attracted
attention. No matter how low-key he was, he still stood out like a sore thumb.
Ste was curious. “How tall are you?”
“189cm.”
Ste was a bit worried. “Or should I go alone?”
Jasper’s mouth twitched a little. “No, I won’t make trouble.”
At this point, Ste had nothing more to say. He was very capable. Even if he was discovered, he
wouldn’t be trapped. So, they took Cooper and Rosie to room 1803.
They were certainly famous now. The survivors of Sunrise Sanctuary had developed an uncanny
ability to recognize them. Even if they tried to disguise themselves and keep a low profile, they were
still noticed by someone.
No one, absolutely no one, dared to approach them.
The word was out, as though a wildfire that couldn’t be contained in a paper bag. The news of their
showdown from the day before had spread.
They were still afraid of them, but this time there was an unusual unity among them. They all,
without exception, hoped that the 18th floor would triumph, even though such a notion seemed
unrealistic.
The inhabitants of the 18th floor were indeed malevolent. However, as long as they weren’t
provoked, they didn’t go around collecting heads or demanding protection money.
If those who were demanding protection money were dealt with, they could consider paying a little
to those on the 18th floor. After all, there were only a few people living on the 18th floor. How much
could they charge? Unfortunately, Ste waspletely unaware of their thoughts. Even if she
knew, she wouldn’t care. They were just a bunch of folks seeking shelter under other people’s
power.
Relying on them was just a wishful thinking.