Chapter 28 A Loaf of Bread for $276
Clara was robbed by Andrew, who took away the supplies from her home and even beat her and her grandson Jack.
They managed to hold on and were still able to move around.
However, her grandson Jack was brutally kicked in the stomach by one of Andrew's men!
Being only six years old, Jack couldn't bear the kick, and his internal organs were severely injured.
Feeling desperate, Clara had to seek help from the homeowners' group, hoping someone could assist her in saving her grandson.
However, due to her previous deception with the supplies, everyone was extremely hostile towards her and unwilling to help.
"I know I did wrong before. But my grandson is innocent!"
"He's just a child, please help him!"
Clara cried in the group, her voice filled with despair.
The homeowners, however, showed no sympathy towards her.
Instead, some even mocked her.
"Who knows if this is true or not."
"Yeah, we're not doctors, so we don't have the ability to help you."
"If you hadn't deceived everyone before, would Mr. Jenkins have hit your grandson? In the end, you deserve this."
Clara broke down in tears, "It's all my fault. As long as you can save my grandson, I'm willing to do anything you ask!"
At that moment, a woman named Elinor Kelly sent a message.
[Let me take a look at the child! But I can't guarantee that I can cure him.]
Upon seeing Elinor's message, Steven immediately pictured a mature woman with long ponytails and a tall, impressive figure in his mind.
Elinor was a doctor at Starlight City Mayo Hospital.
In her previous life, she had saved many people with her medical knowledge.
She was one of the few good people in the neighborhood.
She was usually aloof and didn't like to speak in the homeowners' group.
This time, she spoke up only after seeing Jack in critical condition.
Clara remembered the doctor in the neighborhood and promptly sent the child over, expressing deep gratitude.
After half an hour, Clara's anxious voice rang out in the group again.
"Does anyone have hemostatic drugs, anti-shock drugs, and antibiotics at home?"
"Jack needs surgery, please help! I'll do anything!"
Jack was seriously injured; his liver ruptured from the kick.
Although Elinor was a doctor, she didn't have all the necessary medications at home.
Upon hearing Clara's plea for help, the homeowners remained silent.
Jokingly, no one had those medications at home!
Andrew continued to mock in the group.
"What can you do? Clowning in the group chat?"
Laughter immediately followed.
Clara's voice trembled, "I'll clown right now if you can help!"
Steven raised an eyebrow.
Indeed, he had all those medications in his extradimensional space.
However, he wouldn't use them to save Jack.
Firstly, in the post-apocalyptic world, medications were as crucial as food, and he didn't want to reveal this.
Secondly, he despised Clara and her spoiled child.
Moreover, with Jack's severe injuries, even if he was barely saved, he wouldn't survive the harsh winter.
Hence, no one came forward to help Clara, no matter how much she pleaded in the group.
After a long time, Dr. Elinor finally sent a message in the group.
She had temporarily stabilized Jack's condition, but it was only a temporary fix, and he needed surgery at the hospital to survive.
She also offered to help treat anyone with urgent medical needs.
Praise quickly followed.
Even Andrew and the rich second-generation Frank praised Dr. Elinor's compassion.
In the past, people weren't particularly fond of this cold female doctor.
But in times like these, everyone was afraid of death, so they tried hard to please Elinor.
Steven remained silent in the chat group, quietly observing the situation.
Alice hadn't contacted him in the past few days.
Steven enjoyed the peace, knowing that Alice would eventually come to him for help.
For now, she was probably trying to maintain her fragile ego, always considering herself superior and not bowing down to men.
Of course, except for the wealthy.
But what about the future?
The heavy snow continued to fall, flooding the entire ground floor.
Now, leaving the neighborhood was impossible
– even reaching the main gate meant facing 16 feet of snow.
Running out of supplies was inevitable.
When that time came, given Alice's personality, she would definitely come to Steven for help.
It had been a week since the apocalypse began.
Seven days wasn't a long time, but for a group enduring the cold, huddling at home every day, it felt like an eternity!
Initially, they were filled with hope.
Now, almost everyone realized the harsh reality.
The possibility of waiting for rescue at home was slim.
Through the limited channels available, they learned that the world was facing an unprecedented snow disaster!
The entire world was engulfed in snow, with temperatures dropping below minus two hundred Fahrenheit in some northern cities; many cities were completely submerged under heavy snow!
Though officials encouraged unity and mutual assistance through limited channels, the sight of the frozen city left everyone feeling hopeless.
With dwindling supplies, problems became more acute.
Clara's home was stripped of food by Andrew, and Jack lay in bed, showing almost no signs of life, all these driving her into a frenzy.
She ranted in the group all day, claiming to be the leader of the neighborhood committee, demanding that everyone hand over their supplies to her!
However, everyone had become wise, and no one paid attention to her.
In the homeowners' group, Cara Daniels, who lived on the 12th floor, suddenly sent a message.
[Does anyone still have food? My child and I haven't eaten for two days. I'm willing to pay a high price!]
This message sparked a subtle change in the homeowners' group.
In the past, they believed the disaster would soon pass and the lockdown would be lifted.
So, while there were food trades, prices were only slightly higher than usual.
But now, more and more households had depleted their supplies.
At such times, food was life, the hope of survival!
Soon after, someone said, "I have a few loaves of bread, I can sell them to you. But it'll be $138 per loaf!"
$138 for a loaf of bread!
This was unimaginable in the past.
They never expected that this trade would have such a significant impact on everyone in the building.
Steven leaned on his chin, looking at his phone, and calmly said, "Wonderful things are about to begin."
Cara remained silent, clearly hesitating.
At least for now, people still held onto a glimmer of hope, believing the snow disaster would pass.
Eventually, life would continue, and people would have to make a living.
At that moment, rich second-generation Frank, who hadn't spoken in the group for a while, suddenly spoke up.
"I'll pay $276 for a loaf! How many do you have, I'll take them all!"
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