18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 27

Stella was a virgin, but she knew that this commodity was scarce and expensive in the post-apocalyptic world, making it a hot ticket item for bartering. Preventing new life, and cherishing women.

Without hesitation, she threw the condoms into Arcadia, but then thought of something and grabbed a few more, stuffing them into the black plastic bag. She didn't bother to count, but there were likely dozens.

After sweeping the 15th floor, she moved onto the 14th. The enormous building housed only one tech company. Hundreds of desks stretched as far as the eye could see.

The boss must've been raking in the profits, as the employees' benefits were generous. The break room was stocked with expensive snacks and instant food for late-night work sessions. The fridge was piled high with steaks and lamb chops, but it nearly made Stella retch from the smell.

After clearing out the break room, she made her way to the boss' office.

The boss seemed to be a character; his office alone was a few hundred square feet, including a reception room, rest room, and a personal... collection room.

Were all the bosses this capricious these days? They collected antiques in their office!

The fortified collection room piqued Stella's interest. She used all her strength to pry the door open and was immediately taken aback by the sight. Straight ahead was an antique rack, and in the center hung a samurai sword with an antique patterned sheath that was luxuriously silver-plated.

Stella picked up the samurai sword and unsheathed it, the blade glinted coldly. It felt weighty in her hand but not heavy, and it was clear that this was a superior weapon, far more manageable than a butcher knife.

She swung it towards a wooden box, and it sliced through like water.

knife; it's

were collected by this man and placed alongside the samurai sword, they couldn't possibly be cheap. Judging from the traces on these

cultural relics were worth less than a piece of bread in the post-apocalyptic world. However, they were quite pleasing to the eye. She could take them back as

Stella noticed a pile of expensive liquor in the corner. Stella thanked the boss and swept everything into Arcadia. The capricious boss had a wide range

worth 980,000. The flood would last for several months, and she didn't know if the natural disasters would repeat themselves, so she took it

worked at a golf course during

the antique rack, which could be used

addition, there was a safe in the corner. A safe that could be placed in the

caviar, black truffles, golden abalone, Iberian ham, 1982 Lafite, steak, salmon, and more. The fridge was not only full but also had its own battery,

Stella didn't want to hide them, so she put them in

and she was particularly meticulous in her collection, turning over

all sorts of start-ups. These companies were poor, so poor that even after turning the place upside down she couldn't find much supplies. Stella was panting from exhaustion, so she ate a few energy bars and continued to pry the

displayed various fabrics. In the sample room, a typical silver-grey autumn coat hung in a glass display case -

Stella approached for a closer look. The nano-thermal coat could maintain a constant temperature of 25 degrees. After reading this statement, Stella broke the glass with a hammer and took the coat in

arm. However, it felt extraordinarily soft and silky against her skin... as if it weren't there at all, like real silk fabric. After rubbing and sniffing it, Stella found it quite breathable. Stella took it. After all, if it wasn't for the end of the world, she wouldn't have had the chance to wear something so expensive. She took all the fabrics and found 10 rolls of thermal fabric in the sample warehouse, which would be good for making underwear. She had only searched half of the 13th floor when Cody finished his work and came over to help. Seeing the samurai sword and golf club on her back, his eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. After a moment, he gave her a thumbs up. "You're amazing!"

move the supplies downstairs and load the raft. Cody was dog-tired, but he obediently did as he was

so tired she could barely stand upright, but for

help. They