Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270: Chapter 270: What Will You Trade?

The sky was a hazy gray, and the black snow had begun to fall again.

To find fever medicine for Simon Lancaster, Sylvia Lancaster bundled up in a down jacket and trudged through the snow, an umbrella held aloft against the storm.

’Fever medicine... where am I going to find fever medicine...?’

In truth, Sylvia Lancaster knew perfectly well that she could buy fever medicine from online platforms and the black market.

But Sylvia Lancaster didn’t want to.

The reason was simple: the fever medicine on online platforms and the black market was just too expensive now.

The massive blizzards and plummeting temperatures had caused many people to catch colds and run fevers. As a result, the price of the already expensive fever medicine had doubled yet again.

On the black market, a single box of fever medicine was being sold for over one hundred thousand!

Most ordinary people couldn’t afford that price. If they got a fever, they had no choice but to rely on their own immune systems to tough it out.

If you made it through, you lived.

If you couldn’t, you died.

Sylvia Lancaster needed to save what little money she had in her account for food, water, and the electricity bill. She really couldn’t bear to spend it on fever medicine.

Besides, she remembered that in her past life, Melody Summers had managed to find fever medicine for Simon despite running out without a single penny to her name.

’If Melody Summers could find fever medicine, why can’t I?’

Sylvia Lancaster was confident that with her abilities, she could find the medicine too. She wouldn’t be outdone by Melody Summers.

Sylvia Lancaster replayed the events in her mind. She figured Melody must have borrowed the medicine from a neighbor back then.

However, she wasn’t sure which neighbor Melody had approached, so her only option was to go door-to-door and ask.

This gated community was prime real estate—every inch of it worth its weight in gold. Before the disaster, it was the most expensive neighborhood in the city. Every single person who lived here came from a wealthy family.

Now, however, the community looked completely desolate.

Since the disaster, many families had gone bankrupt. Their houses were mortgaged and now sat empty, unoccupied.

With the snow starting up again, many others had evacuated early because of the blizzards.

Only a handful of families were still living here.

Sylvia Lancaster pulled her thick, padded coat tighter around herself. Braving the blizzard, she forced her legs to move, beginning her door-to-door search.

The blizzard intensified, and Sylvia Lancaster shivered uncontrollably from the cold.

Sylvia picked out the houses that still had lights on, but after learning why she was there, the people inside all turned her away. Most didn’t even open the door.

Everyone knew how precious fever medicine was now. Who would be willing to lend it to someone else?

Besides, they might call it "borrowing," but in reality, it would never be "returned."

No one was a fool these days. Everyone understood this, so of course, no one would agree to help Sylvia.

Rejected one after another, Sylvia’s initial confidence eroded into bitter disappointment. A growing sense of injustice gnawed at her.

She had lived here for so many years. Many of the homeowners nearby were friends of the Lancaster Family.

Before the disaster, they would often visit each other’s homes, occasionally hosting parties and inviting one another. They all got along so harmoniously.

Most of the neighbors had adored Sylvia, praising her whenever they saw her and saying how they wished they had a daughter just like her.

And now, every single one of them was shutting her out.

Sylvia’s heart ached with despair and a sense of betrayal.

But she couldn’t give up. After all, the Lancasters were waiting for her to bring back the medicine.

If she failed to bring back the fever medicine, Elaine Hughes and Robert Lancaster would never let her hear the end of it.

Besides, Simon was her greatest ally in the Lancaster family right now. She had to save him, no matter what.

And so, she could only press on, knocking on every door, desperate to find a glimmer of hope.

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