Apocalyptic World: Surviving with my husband and my cute little babies-Chapter 126: Organization

The news of an unknown virus quickly spread among the residents, igniting a wave of panic throughout the building.

In a flurry of anxiety, they hurriedly shut their doors, fearful that the virus would spread through close contact.

Unaware that this virus was actually caused by inhaling the fog.

Ramon, stationed at the gate, informed them about the unfolding situation.

"How did you find out about this?" Ethan asked.

"There is someone at the gate who claims to be a doctor and wants to speak with both of you, but I told him you were busy. So, he warned us that a virus is currently spreading, and then he left in a hurry," Ramon replied.

"It must be Dr. Paige," Ethan suggested.

They decided to visit him later, after heading downstairs, as they were planning to collect more supplies at the mall.

"This virus, according to Aunt Liza, causes coughing in the young and the elderly. As long as we stay healthy, we should be fine," Elena informed them.

She continued, "The ones most affected will be people with weakened immune systems due to a lack of nutrients. Currently, there is no medicine available, and hospitals are inaccessible due to the flooding. This could definitely lead to chaos."

"But still, we have to take precautions and always wear masks," Ethan added.

Ramon nodded and entered the space to inform everyone of the situation.

Elena felt that this moment revealed the true impact of the disaster as people finally began to grasp the full extent of its effects, which had left them without food and afflicted by illnesses.

With no government to manage the crisis, the people would have to navigate the situation on their own.

Robbery, kidnapping, and, worst of all, murder would likely begin to emerge.

Her thoughts were interrupted when her husband called out, having already prepared their lunch.

"Wife, come, let’s eat together and then head downstairs later."

Elena agreed, feeling hungry.

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Meanwhile, the residents were knocking on every door, desperately seeking someone who could provide medicine or arrange transport to the nearest hospital for their ailing family members.

But the doors remained tightly shut, and some began to cry out of fear that their loved ones would die without proper treatment.

"Please, help me! My son has a fever and is coughing up blood. I’ll pay you with all the money I have!"

Dr. Paige was helping his sister take her medicine when he heard a loud knock on his neighbor’s door.

The sound was filled with desperation, followed by the heart-wrenching cries of someone in need of help.

Every day had been like this; the residents, with no other options, sought help, but unfortunately, everyone was also in dire straits and silently declined to assist.

He wanted to help, but despite his medical knowledge, the lack of medicine was a significant barrier.

’What if they blame me for not being able to treat them? They would surely direct their anger at me.’

This time, he was wise enough to prioritize his sister. He feared that if something were to happen to him, she would be left vulnerable and alone.

So, he chose not to intervene, feeling utterly helpless.

The limited medicine he possessed was a gift from the Caldwell family, whom he had once assisted.

As Elena and Ethan descended the stairs, they witnessed the scene of residents searching for help.

After nearly a month of disaster, the struggles etched on their faces made them appear as if they had aged years in just a few weeks.

When they spotted Elena in her tattered but clean dress, they crowded around her, seeking assistance and asking for supplies.

Seeing their desperate eyes, which seemed devoid of fear, Elena raised her brow.

’Had they completely forgotten how she had dealt with the manager who had tried to rob them?’

With a cold voice, she quickly warned them, "Back off!"

"Miss, we are not here to cause trouble. Please help us; we’ll buy or borrow some medicine," a mother cried desperately.

But Elena hardened her stance and replied, "Look, madam, we’re also here asking for medicine. Just like you, we’re knocking and seeking help."

"Sob... sob... How am I supposed to live like this? Oh, poor child, your dad, as a military man, hasn’t even contacted us. Are you going to die like this?" the mother added, holding her son’s pale face in her trembling hands.

But Elena never faltered; she knew that the moment she showed sympathy, these people around them with ulterior motives would try their best to kidnap her morally.

"I’m sorry, we’re also struggling. I can’t help you," Elena replied, her voice emotionally detached.

She then passed through them, no longer wanting to deal with it.

But when she glanced back at the little boy, who was coughing up blood and had a pale face, she felt a tug at her heart, almost stopping in her tracks.

Even in the past, her weakness had always been children. She couldn’t shake the memory of little Mia, who had tragically died due to a lack of medicine.

Taking a deep breath, Elena felt her emotions teetering on the edge.

The past few days had left her feeling sensitive, causing her moods to shift unexpectedly.

Despite her emotional fluctuations, her husband remained supportive, happily accommodating her needs and offering comfort whenever she needed it.

Ethan could sense that his wife was a little off the moment she saw the little boy, but he didn’t stop her from not helping them.

He understood that these disasters would linger and test the hearts of humanity.

’What if they offered help now, only to face a backlash later?’

The residents might crowd around their unit, demanding assistance. In a worst-case scenario, desperation could drive them to do something unthinkable.

’It’s better to cut off the causes than to worry every single day.’

The residents did not stop the couple from going downstairs, seeing their cold stance.

They feared that pushing further would only irritate them, leading to a violent response, much like the manager’s fate.

As they walked downstairs, Elena couldn’t help but be lost in thought about the residents’ pleas.

She almost tripped, but luckily, Ethan was there by her side, looking at her intently.

"Wife, what are you thinking? Please be careful."

"I’m sorry, Husband. I was just lost in thought. Come on, let’s hurry," Elena said, brushing aside her worries as they continued downstairs to visit Dr. Paige.

Ethan still wanted to know what was troubling her, concerned that if she continued to overthink, she might not be able to sleep.

"Wife! It’s better to tell me so we can find a solution."

Seeing her husband’s concern, she quickly shared her thoughts with him.

"I was planning to put the organization I’ve been wanting to form into action."

"Are you sure about this?" he asked, his brow furrowed with worry.

"Hmmp."

"Well, whatever you decide, I will support you, wife," Ethan replied, his voice steady as he gently kissed her forehead.

She decided to help them, not out of pity, but because she recognized the need for humans to fight against the mutated beings and the alien invasion.

In her past life, a series of disasters struck, claiming countless lives and leaving only a few survivors.

When these survivors awakened their abilities, humanity finally found a moment of respite.

However, this hope was short-lived, as mutated animals and plants emerged, accompanied by an alien invasion that brought further devastation and war.

Now, she plans to sell goods and supplies in exchange for jades and antiques, creating a mutually beneficial arrangement.

She will carefully select her trading partners, choosing only those she believes still possess some moral integrity while avoiding those who are involved in criminal activities.

"I was planning to run a test around Camel Tower, selling goods mysteriously."

"That sounds like a good choice, but we need to make sure we hide our identities."

"Agreed."

"Let’s discuss the rest later with the others to gather their opinions," Ethan suggested.

"Alright," Elena agreed.

Soon, they arrived in front of Dr. Paige’s unit.

The residents, curious about their visit, wanted to listen in but were too afraid to get close, so they waited until the couple left to ask Unit 1501 about it.

"Dr. Paige, are you there?" Ethan called out while knocking on the door. freeweɓnøvel.com

Dr. Paige checked the peephole and saw Mr. and Mrs. Caldwell standing at his door.

He quickly opened it, gestured for them to enter, and then tightly closed the door behind them.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Caldwell," Dr. Paige greeted them.

Ethan nodded, smiling at what he had heard.

’It feels nice to hear someone call my wife—Mrs. Caldwell.’

"Why are you looking for us?"

"Actually..." Dr. Paige hesitated, but after thinking about his sister’s fever and cough, he steeled himself and continued.

"My sister is coughing a lot, and with no supplies or medicine available, I’m afraid that if she isn’t treated immediately, it could cause serious damage."

Seeing their lack of reaction, he quickly took out his savings and presented items he deemed valuable.

"I would like to buy supplies and medicine if you have any extra, Mrs. Caldwell. This jade and gold—if you prefer money, I can offer that in exchange. As long as it could help my sister, any supplies and medicine would be fine," he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.

Ethan saw Dr. Paige in a new light; he appreciated the doctor’s approach of seeking an equivalent exchange rather than making empty promises.