Chapter 242
Before going to bed, Ste pulled out her nket, "Rosie, if you feel cold at night, you can use this."
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The radio had timely notifications, but there was no sound from Mark''s loudspeaker. It might be
because the radio was out of battery. Jasper ryed the message, "The Weather Bureau has
issued a warning: the Pr Day is here, and there will be a significant temperature difference
between day and night."
So, the loudspeaker echoed once more, reminding everyone to dress warmly and prevent the cold.
It was not a matter to be taken lightly. Once you fell sick and couldn''t recover, death was the next
stop.
Waking up the next morning, Ste found a nket on her. She nced at the thermometer on the
wall, 20 degrees Celsius.
The spot next to her was empty. Jasper was nowhere to be seen.
Pulling the curtain aside, she saw him exercising on the terrace with the dog, even Rosie was there.
Uh, seemed like she had been cking off.
20 degrees in the morning, 37 at noon, and 18 at night, the temperature was like a rollercoaster.
The darkness was postponed again, till 9 pm.
Day by day, eating was the only routine. They had be tired of watching TV. They could only
study for two hours a day, and reading had be daunting. Living such a life was not as easy as
it seemed.
Sensing her boredom, Jasper suggested, "How about we cook something?"
Now that they were living far away from everyone else, they could cook without the smell spreading
around. In the future, when they moved to Newtown, the vis wouldn''t have such a wide gap
between the buildings.
Ste liked this idea, "How about some cookies and bread?"
They were not in a hurry this time; they only cooked when they felt like it. They strived for
perfection, every dish looking like a piece of art.
A monthter, they had stored a lot of food.
Now, it only got dark at 1 am and the sun rose at 5 am. The daytime temperature was 30 degrees
Celsius while the night was only 10 degrees.
Thanks to the Pr Day, the survivors had to change their clothes every two hours. If you had to go
out, you didn''t need to bring anything else other than clothes for all four seasons. A minor
negligence could lead to a cold.
The erratic weather was troubling for Cooper as he didn''t know whether to grow his fur or shed it.
Ste put on a thermal coat for him.
Despite the Pr Day, the three of them maintained their routine. If the sun was too bright, they
would draw the curtains; they wouldn''t easily mess with their biological clock.
If there was any advantage to the Pr Day, it was that the longer sunlight elerated the growth
of crops, and the shortened night rtively reduced crime rate. However, it had nothing to do with
Ste, who was leading aid-back lifestyle.
On the contrary, Rosie seemed happy, "Ste, the peanuts I nted have sprouted."
The little girl had developed a love for nting, not just peanuts but also vegetables.
Cooper was helping by digging the soil, no matter how Luna, from the floor below, called out to him
passionately, he didn''t pay any attention. Ste realized that it was a ssic case of unrequited
love.
Standing on the terrace, she saw the carpenter from building no.3 making furniture.
Ste was curious, so she walked over in the evening while fetching water, "Patrick, do you know
how to make a boat?"
"A boat?" Patrick, a local, had been an apprentice in a boat factory when he was young, "I can
make a small one."
Griffith was and of abundance, with aplexwork of water bodies. The older generation of
locals all had wooden boats which they used to navigate through the water bodies.
Patrick was curious, "You want a boat?"
Ste nodded, "My rubber boat hardened during the extreme cold. With this erratic weather, in case
there''s a flood, I''d have nowhere to hide. Could you make me two?"
"You need old fir for making a boat, and it needs to be coated with teak oil."
Patrick had some teak oil but arranging for the wood was an issue. With the limited tools he had,
the wooden boat could be at most 1.8 meters wide and 3 meters long, and anything bigger could
cause problems.
Ste thought it was okay. If they ever had to drift in the sea, rubber boats and assault boats were
more prone to damage. A wooden boat was sturdier.
Although they had yachts and cruise ships, who would mind having more resources?
After chatting with Patrick for a while, she found out he also made bath barrels and wooden barrels.
Ste promptly ordered eight sets.
Woodworking took time, and considering the cost of teak oil, Patrick asked for 80 kg of sweet
potatoes aspensation. Ste pretended to hesitate before agreeing the deal.
Two dayster, she drove a truck back and unloaded the required wood at the entrance of building
no.3, "My friend also wants a boat, along with barrels and basins."
Towards the end, many high-tech products couldn''t be used, and they needed old items for
presentation.
Being able to earn 160 pounds of sweet potatoes made Patrick ecstatic; he even called his son to
help.
The delivery was made in two batches. The first batch was delivered half a monthter, and the
second batch, a monthter.
There was no denying that the wooden boat was sturdy and also polished smooth. Even the oars
were coated with teak oil.
Ste tested it in Arcadia, and it indeed didn''t leak. So, she went to Patrick again, "My friend has
sold the wooden boats and wants to ce another order for six with you. Ensure the quality, and
there might be more business in the future."
Getting new business made Patrick''s family overjoyed, they were one step closer to their goal of
buying a house.
By now, the night hadpletely vanished. After adjusting their biological clock, the people of
Eastwood Eden had adapted. The patrol team worked in shifts; their main task was to look after the
crops.
The herbs nted in The Garden were growing well. Ste had propagated them several times,
nted over several square meters. In a while, they would be ready for harvesting and drying.
Dragonlily was growing slightly slower, but it had already started branching and sprouting new buds
in the soil.
Ste took its pictures every now and then, recording its growth. She repeatedlypared the
pictures with the ones in medical books.
Hmm, it was bing more and more simr, but there were differences.
Jasper was certain, "It''s the one, no doubt."
Alright, if he said so, it must be so. After all, he was always steady and not the kind to bber.
Since they had figured out one herb, what about the other one?
Ste asked, "Where did you find the medicine?"
"Mount Murray."
Mount Murray was one of the four famous mountains of the area. With a high altitude and steep
terrain, the mountain top was often enveloped in mist. It was located in the county governed by
Lincoln.
Ste was surprised, "Several hundred kilometers away, how did you manage to find it?"
"The smog made the environment worse. The professor searched all the nearby areas and
eventually, we had to try our luck at Mount Murray."
Unexpectedly, they found it there.
Now that it was the Pr Day, it was rtively safe to travel. Ste was tempted, "Shall we go
once?"
If even Jasper could get infected, what about her and Rosie? Ste didn''t want to cough her lungs
out.
Jasper paused for a moment before speaking, "I''ll go. You and Rosie stay here."
"Why?"
"The earthquake didn''t bring down Mount Murray, but it''s incredibly unstable now. Any false move
could trigger andslide or a rockfall."
In his past life, his escort team had lost three members while searching for medicine. Jasper didn''t
want Ste to go through that.
"It''s because it''s so dangerous that I want to go with you. If we can''t evade in time, we can always
retreat to Arcadia."
He was lucky in a past life, but that didn’t mean he would be this time around.
However, Jasper was adamantly against it. Ste''s eyes were pleading as she proposed a
compromise, "Let''s go to Mount Greenwood first. If we don''t find anything, then we''ll reconsider."
Mount Greenwood, one of the four famous mountains in the area, was an extinct volcano that had
been silent for billions of years. Its elevation and terrain were much less treacherous than Mount
Murray, and its uniquendscape nurtured a variety of flora and fauna. The key point was that this
mountain belonged to Griffith, and it was only about 50 miles from the city.
Jasper didn''t want to discourage her, "We''ve looked there before. There was nothing."