18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 20

Given a second chance at life, Stella was well-versed in the dichotomies of human nature.

"I wouldn't want to either, but this standoff isn't helping anyone. Letting them venture out to find supplies is the safest option for us."

When driven to the edge of starvation, people could lose all rationality. When pushed into life or death circumstances, there was essentially nothing they wouldn't do. It was with this in mind that Angela finally agreed.

Stella descended the stairs, addressing Drew, "There's no need for us to search for supplies together. However, we can lend you our rubber boat for a day. Also, I would suggest prioritizing finding a boat over food."

Drew had never expected the tenants of the 18th floor to agree to venture out together. He had merely implemented a strategy where he'd make an impossible demand, then settle for less. His goal was the boat, after all. "Alright, thank you guys."

"But remember, we're only lending this once. What happens if you lose or damage it?"

"Well...we are neighbors..."

"Don't try to sweet talk me. What kind of neighbor would risk others' lives?" Stella was blunt. "This boat is our lifeline. Lending it to you is a gesture of goodwill, but it's not an obligation. Don't push your luck because you have more people. If you push me too far, I won't hesitate to fight back. Who's next?"

Survival was a basic human instinct. They may have outnumbered Stella, but no one was foolhardy enough to risk their lives. After all, the people on the 18th floor were notorious for their ferocity. For a moment, no one dared to speak.

Drew glanced at his silent companions, seething with frustration. They had been all talk earlier, but now they were all as timid as mice. He had no choice but to swallow his pride. After all, his wife and kids were still starving at home. He was leading this expedition, which meant he'd get a larger share of the supplies. Plus, it would be easier to orchestrate things with him at the helm.

"If we damage it, we'll compensate you with another one."

hardly binding. We need

just a boat, so what if he

the boat, Drew's face split into

tracks. "You are responsible for the boat. If anything

"Of course."

him a chilling smile. "You live in 1303, have a wife and

"Don't worry," he

the 18th floor, Angela gave

"Now everything is messed up, but I believe the government will soon be able to control it, then

made by Stella, Angela decided

take it. You didn't even spend the money." Stella immediately rejected, "Furthermore,

we wouldn't have been able to get the supplies, let

but to accept two packets of noodles, some

discussed with his girlfriend, "The person in 1801 seems cold, but feels quite righteous. We are being targeted right now, we need to be united. Besides, without his help today, we can't keep our stuff safe." Angela agreed, "How about sending some stuff

packed five kilos of rice and went to knock on the

from the building, six men armed with clubs. The sight of the boat made the other residents green with envy. Some even thought of seizing it but

low-lying area and was evacuated

a few diners near the apartment complex. They use

immediately agreed. "Our current priority isn't food, it's gas. Let's give it a shot. But we have to be quick. If we wait too long, there'll be