18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 12

Stella felt her breath hitch, quickly grabbing a pair of binoculars to look closer.

At the same place, at the same time, two similarly shaped tornadoes with opposite rotation directions, spun like enormous blenders. Where they passed, trees were uprooted, buildings collapsed, and cars were thrown into the air like play toys. Even the torrential rain was sucked up into the vortex. The two tornadoes swiftly approached each other, their high-speed rotation like countless sharp saw teeth, grinding everything in their path.

"Ah!" Angela cried out, instinctively covering her mouth.

When the two tornadoes collided, they fought while merging, tearing and shattering a skyscraper, before swallowing it whole. In less than a minute, the thirty-story building had completely disappeared.

The combined tornado raged on, like a temperamental child throwing a tantrum, not caring about the consequences.

Stella was witnessing twin tornadoes for the first time in her life. Their destructive power was more than double that of a regular tornado, but thankfully, their lifespan was only half as long.

But even in these brief minutes, they could reduce a city to ruins.

Stella's eyes never blinked, staring at the spot where the skyscraper had disappeared. She wasn't sure if twin tornadoes had ever occurred before, but she was certain the skyscraper hadn't been destroyed, as she had ventured inside for supplies during the last icy weather. Unfortunately, it had already been looted clean by survivors, leaving nothing but a mess. But now, it had been utterly destroyed.

Starting over, Stella's confidence came from the supplies stored in Arcadia, as well as her accurate prediction of natural disasters, but now things had changed.

The tornado disappeared from sight, leaving even the usually optimistic Angela gasping for breath. Her cold hand tightly gripping Stella's, "Stella, is this still a hurricane?"

This world seemed so strange, as if there was no chance to return to the prosperity before the hurricane. The twin tornadoes not only consumed and destroyed the skyscraper, but the surrounding area which was a mix of commercial and residential buildings, the most populated area in the city. Did those people stand a chance of survival?

Lukas looked solemn, murmuring, "The name of this hurricane is really fitting. It feels like it's going to chop up this city."

Saying this, he held his girlfriend close, resting his head on her shoulder, "Don't be scared. We were lucky to avoid it. If we can't avoid it one day, it's not as terrifying as it seems. Maybe we'll be taken without even knowing."

when she was beaten black and blue in the ring, she would still be laughing when she got off. She was a sunflower, always warm and sunny. But now, she couldn't muster a smile, and

was not the first time they had witnessed a tornado in the past few days. Angela hugged her boyfriend, "If

not doesn't matter. At least

she do to deserve this! The natural disaster was already terrifying enough, and now she was being tortured by

than Lukas'. Not to mention her waist was thicker than his, even her thighs were more muscular. The image was too discordant, and Stella couldn't take

she was about to remind them to take their affection home, she heard

up to see a woman standing on the

stood in the pouring rain shouting hysterically, "You bastard, I will never forgive

couldn't even open his eyes. He tried to

she going to

have two children, even if you don't want to live, they do. You can't be so selfish!" The storm was still blowing,

in the building across, and they all started shouting towards the

jumped down with her children. Someone from the building ran up to the rooftop to save them, but

tall splash of water

in the water, "Help, mommy...

clearly. The visual impact was far less than the scene in front of them. Angela didn't understand. It was just a hurricane, and

again. Lukas closed the escape window and

was okay. She had seen worse in her previous life, and it only got more brutal

said. Despite his easy-going demeanor, he seemed more resilient than Angela, having seen the various facets of life in the orphanage, "Her

group of women had been discussing

with her children in despair. Apart from losing her husband and

In addition to the natural disaster, there was also the ugliness of human nature. She probably saw no way out and couldn't bear to

"Will

he was asking Stella,