The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

Faced with everyone’s questions, Victor could only shake his head. His expression turned heavy and

uncertain.

“It could be ten years. Twenty. Maybe fifty or sixty. No one knows when it’ll end.”

The mood, which had been light just moments ago, sank all at once. It felt like something pressing down

on their chests.

Nicole broke the silence. “This deep freeze we’re dealing with, is it happening everywhere?”

“Not exactly,” Victor said. “Different regions, different climates. The disasters won’t look the same everywhere. From what researchers are seeing, the instability is only getting worse. Dry areas will get drier. Flooded regions will see even more water. Some places might even flip entirely, like deserts turning into oceans.”

That image alone was enough to send a chill through the room.

Seeing everyone grow quiet, Victor quickly added, “But we don’t have to lose hope. We should trust the state’s response. The agricultural institutes are already working on it. Along with cold-resistant crops, they’re also developing ones that can survive extreme heat and drought.”

Nicole looked at him, surprised. “The Westbridge Agricultural Institute?”

That hadn’t happened in her previous life. Back then, researchers had been scrambling just to keep up with the disasters, many collapsing from exhaustion.

Could it be that the letter she sent had actually reached someone?

Victor shook his head. “Westbridge alone can’t handle it. Coastal cities are working together. Grayport is focusing on heat and drought resistance. Pinecrest is working on flood-resistant crops. Halloway is studying how to reduce soil acidity…”

No one had stopped. Cities were sharing what they learned, pooling their efforts to push through the

crisis.

Nicole felt something shift inside her.

Maybe this had existed before, but never succeeded. Or maybe it had, and she had simply never been in a position to know.

Either way, now that she had the cold-resistant seeds in hand, she would find out soon enough.

Gabrielle stepped in, her tone calm and steady. “The state is strong. You’re all still young. As long as you keep going and don’t give up, better days will come back.”

Her words, simple as they were, eased the tension in the room.

“We’ll get through this,” Beatrice said quietly.

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“Whatever tomorrow brings, let’s just enjoy tonight,” Gabrielle said with a warm smile as she stood. Merry Christmas. May your tables always be full, and may there always be meat to share.”

“Wishing you good health and many more Christmases, Gabrielle.”

After seeing Gabrielle off, they set aside the Christmas dinner for the moment and turned to the potatoes. It didn’t make sense for each household to plant separately. Managing light and power would

be too difficult.

“What if Nicole handles the planting?” Jeremy suggested. “We don’t have the experience, but we can take care of generating electricity. You’ve got the pots and soil. If it works out, you take the larger share.”

Nicole weighed one of the potatoes in her hand. It wasn’t large, but it had plenty of sprouting points. One could be cut into five or six pieces.

“I have pots and soil,” she said, “but there’s no space on my balcony. And with a dog and a rabbit at home, they’d tear through it sooner or later.”

“Then plant them at my place,” Zeph said. “Use my balcony. You can come over to check on them. If something goes wrong, you’ll catch it early.”

That settled it.

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