18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 17

If Arcadia were to grow by a hundredfold, Stella would not waste a single second scouring the expanse of this city. This was better than helplessly watching precious survival resources go under, and people resorting to brutal fights over a moldy loaf of bread.

The reality was harsh, and Stella had to look out for herself.

She gathered her thoughts and continued her race against the flooding waters.

Milk, yogurt, powdered milk, goat milk, soy milk powder, cereal, sugar in all its forms...

The water had reached her thighs, and she didn't have time to read labels or be picky. Her hands swiftly swept the shelves, grabbing whatever she could. Even if it wasn't her favorite, it was better than letting it go to waste.

Canned goods, dried fruits, chocolates, energy bars, biscuits, cheese, chicken legs, wings, beef jerky, lamb bites... Arcadia filled up at an alarming pace.

After grabbing a heap of pasta, Stella headed to the instant food section. Instant noodles, condensed soup, instant mashed potatoes, oatmeal, instant pudding - you name it, they had it. But due to the storm, the stock had dwindled.

In her past life, she had to gnaw on tree bark and consume clay to survive. Towards the end, she even had to use a stick to dig a pit for a makeshift toilet.

she immediately hoarded the essentials, oilive oil, corn oil, canola oil, and tea oil. She took the bigger bottles that took less space when it came to mayonnaise, ketchup, yellow mustard, and vinegar. There were dozens of brands lined up

liked, she even scooped it up from the water. She would not

wearing a waterproof suit, she felt the chill seeping in, making it difficult to move. But this was her last chance to hoard goods.

floating on the surface. Collecting supplies had become more difficult, but luckily, Arcadia was already filled to the brim, even the toilet was almost stuffed full. Just

of its valuable goods. If Arcadia was discovered... Stella couldn't take that risk. She took out a portable diving mask from Arcadia, put it on, and quietly swam towards the fire exit. The floodwater seeped into her waterproof suit, making her body feel extremely

only one person. Stella let out a sigh of relief, exerted a great deal

a break and ate some chocolate to replenish her energy. Only

and the second floor was already half flooded. As she was leaving, Stella took one last look at the Hummer she had her eye on in the parking lot. It was the same model as the one from room 1801. Not only was it high and powerful, but it also had a domineering appearance that could easily knock over a

more comfortable and versatile RV instead. She patted the hood of the car, feeling as if she was

all be submerged and then swept away

level was rising rapidly, and the currents were getting strong. Her rubber raft could easily be swept away. Stella had no choice but to take out her inflatable raft. There were many obstacles underwater, and she was afraid of puncturing the raft, so she dared not go

easy to operate, but the noise from the motor could easily alert others. Luckily, the storm had just subsided, and the government was actively carrying out rescue operations. Even if people nearby heard the noise, they would probably think it was the

her apartment. Instead, she raced

commercial building, three floors of

efficient, concentrated power generation or use city electricity for fast charging.

she remembered where the retail store was. Compared to it, other generators were mere trash. After making sure there was no one in the mall, she took out a crowbar and started prying at the roller shutter door. The store wasn't big, so