The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645

That set off another wave of soil hoarding.

People headed outside with hoes and shovels, digging up dirt and hauling it home one bag at a time.

No one knew what disaster might hit next. If they were going to stockpile soil, they might as well collect as much – as they could.

Anyone who hadn’t built a glass greenhouse on their roof could only look at the last two villas with envy.

Even Sven, the undisputed king of copying other people’s survival ideas, had to hand it to Villa 50. Nicole and Zeph were definitely no ordinary people. Somehow, they always seemed to prepare for every disaster before it hit.

He immediately called Weasel and the others together.

“Think. What has Nicole ever bought from you or anyone else? If nobody remembers, nobody eats tonight.””

Then he fixed Weasel with a pointed look.

“Especially you. She always went through you when she needed supplies. Think harder.”

Weasel looked miserable. “Boss, that was years ago! How am I supposed to remember all of it?”

Sven pulled off one of his gold, pointed-toe Chelsea boots. “Want me to jog your memory?”

Weasel immediately covered his head. “No, no, no. I’ll think. I’ll think really hard.”

One kick from that giant pointed toe, and he would probably drop dead on the spot.

He quickly snatched the shoe away and wiped the dust off with his sleeve.

“Boss, we can talk about this. My memory’s fine. I just got over being sick, remember? I’m still dealing with the aftereffects. Give me a little time.”

“What are the rest of you standing around for?” Sven finally let him off and slipped his shoe back on. “Are you planning to skip dinner, too? The rooftop greenhouse is still empty. Get up there and plant something.”

While everyone else scrambled to gather soil, Nicole stayed completely relaxed. She had already stockpiled plenty of fertile soil at Oakhaven Gardens. She could bring it out whenever she needed it.

Hughie called over the radio and invited Nicole and Zeph over for dinner. He also said he needed a favor.

If she had to guess, the two families had been scavenging the homes of people who died.

When Beatrice heard them arrive, she came out to greet them. “Come inside. The smog’s too thick out here.y

They had known each other for years, so Beatrice didn’t bother hiding it. She brought it up herself.

“Since the outbreak started, quite a few households in the neighborhood have been wiped out. Whenever we went in to remove the bodies and disinfect the houses, we took anything that was still useful.”

The two families only took things from homes where no one survived. They found two cars, a solar generator, clothes, shoes, furniture, and plenty of other supplies.

If something was still usable, they brought it back. Even if they couldn’t use it themselves, they could always trade it to someone who could.

A lot of people were doing the same thing. Some didn’t stop at homes where everyone had died, either. They even robbed families that had been left with only widows and children.

With the smog so thick that no one could see clearly, all they had to do was cover their faces.