18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 35

As soon as Stella stepped into the apartment building, it didn't take long for people to notice the dog. Suddenly, their mouths watered at the prospect of a meaty meal. Cooper, the dog, bristled and bared his teeth. His eyes were filled with a killer's intent. Stella brandished her sword. "Who wants to eat my dog? Step forward." Shock rippled through the crowd. Since when was there a dog on the 18th floor?

The audacity! They didn't even have anything to eat, and yet the people of the 18th floor wanted to keep a dog! Were they feeding the scarce food to a dog instead of them? In an instant, anger surged in their hearts.

"Nonsense, that's a stray from outside." An astute observer recognized Cooper. "He often hangs around outside the complex. I've seen him several times."

"That's right, I've seen him a few times too. Once, he almost bit my kid."

"Let's kill him, and we can all share."

With a swift motion, Stella sliced the nearby trash can to pieces with her sword. "If you want to eat meat," she challenged, "you'll have to ask my knife for permission." Recalling her swift, head-chopping skills, the crowd took a few steps back in fear. Yet, some were still discontent. "Lady, this dog ain't yours, you can't be so domineering." "If he's with me, he's mine."

"Look, we're all struggling here. How about this, we kill it and give you half, and we split the rest."

Others nodded in agreement. "That sounds fair. She takes the biggest share, and we'll be happy with some soup."

"I don't like dog meat," Stella sneered, swinging her knife towards the man who proposed the idea, "But your meat should be pretty good!"

"Ah...!" The man stumbled back in fear, falling onto the floor, and wetting his pants in terror.

Damn, Stella was ready to kill.

Fortunately, he wasn't critically hit, but his arm was slashed open and was bleeding profusely.

Seeing this, even the most disgruntled among them didn't dare to ask for meat again and could only watch as Stella led the dog upstairs.

was ready to stir the pot. "Stella, you're really cold-hearted!"

staring at Stella with

Cooper lunged and bit Hector's leg. Caught off guard,

the blow, Cooper's eyes were filled with

and said Cooper was always dirty and stinking of fleas, that it wasn't a surprise that someone would want to throw him into a butchery. Because

was shocked and scared. He waved his

in, forcing Hector to step back

dog?" Hector was angry, and his face

a dog, but you're

you're justified

Ken? Was it me who refused to take

it wasn't for your cold-hearted refusal

him. But you're

the hell

yourself." Stella mocked, "And who gave you the courage to keep causing trouble in front of me?" With

ground, and the others rushed to help him. "Stella, we

your leg, but next time,

Sadie, who had her hair shaved, stood behind the door, fuming

as she reached the 17th floor, Stella was stunned by the sight before her. The door at the staircase was

iron nails were welded onto the door, and their sharp ends were pointing

but all three of them. Not even a mouse could

the four of them were busy at work. Sparks were flying from the welding,

mask. "Stella, what do you think of our

into an impregnable fortress. This way, they could sleep

18th floor had supplies, and Hector and Sadie must have contributed to that rumor. Rather than living in fear, it was better to build a hard protective shell layer