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.

to stir the pot. "Stella, you're really cold-hearted!" He burst out of his room, fuming at

door, staring at Stella with vicious eyes. No

guard, Hector let

blow, Cooper's eyes were

was always dirty and stinking of fleas, that it wasn't a surprise that someone would want to throw him into a butchery. Because of this man, Stella had cut off his food supply and ignored him

and scared. He waved his

to step back

hitting me for a dog?" Hector was angry, and his face revealed a

dog, but

you're justified in

at Hector's twisted logic. "Did I injure Ken? Was it me who refused to take him to the hospital and just watched

face turned ugly. "If it wasn't for your cold-hearted

to avenge him. But you're all cowards. Not only did you not avenge him, but you also blamed

the hell

the courage to

others rushed to help him. "Stella, we can

time, it'll be your heart. Cherish your life

dared to stop her, and their faces were filled with resentment. Sadie, who

Stella was stunned by the sight before her. The door at the staircase was

welded onto the

one door, but all three of them. Not even a mouse

Sparks were flying from the welding,

protective mask. "Stella, what

into an impregnable fortress. This way, they could sleep soundly at night without worrying

the 18th floor had supplies, and Hector and Sadie must have contributed to that rumor.