18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 39

Don't let her youthful appearance fool you! The girl got a dark side.

She was the classmate with the folks in apartments on the 8th and 12th floor. However, she ended up breaking the girl's ribs and cutting her hair. And the boy, well, he was even worse off. He was bitten by a dog and then stabbed. They had to carry him to the hospital in

the morning.

No one should provoke her! That was for sure.

Drew's team had just returned, looking weary and only bringing back firewood. Every foraging spot in the vicinity seemed to have been picked clean. Even moldy bread was taken.

As they watched the residents of the 18th floor, they could only sigh in envy. How could there be such disparity in the same building?

The moment Stella reached the 18th floor, a dog named Cooper came rushing out of room 1803, furiously leaping at her, whining non-stop.

Cooper thought, "You promised not to abandon me, didn't you? What a lie!"

Rosie too came rushing over, hugging Stella's waist. "Cooper and I were so well behaved today."

Stella laughed and was just about to say Rosie loved her more, when Rosie suddenly dashed towards room 1801. "Jasper, Rosie missed you so much."

As per usual, everyone gathered in room 1803 to divide the loot. Upon hearing that they'd found a pig, Angela's concern overcame her excitement. "The fridge isn't working. How are we going to store the pork?"

It was half a pig, so there was no way they could finish it in a few days. It would be such a waste if it was spoiled.

Jasper had a surprising solution. "I have a car refrigerator at home. It's USB powered. The meat should just fit in, but the light is poor and it charges slowly. Anyway, it can be used for some days."

A car refrigerator? Stella had seen a couple of those back in Arcadia. She quickly said, "The landlord has one as well. I'll go look for it in his room later."

room 1803 couldn't be spoiled

lard. We can make a pork stew tonight. Whatever

need to go out again to see if I can get some

offered, "Do you want us to

need, just handle

rendering lard, Stella reminded them, "Separately cut the pork skin. Don't fry it with the fat. Be careful

lard, so he was quietly

shredded pork in garlic sauce, filled her stomach, treated Cooper's wounds, and then

trouser leg. Was he going to

scratched his head. "You guard the house. I'll go get

upstream. If the pig had indeed come from the farm, there was likely

stored, and now she had Cooper to

be left behind. She had no choice but to bring him along. After all, when it came to hunting, dogs

a plastic bag, cut a few holes in it, and slipped it over his head.

back her laughter and took out her phone to snap a picture

operating a rubber raft towards

wasn't very high. At the foot of the mountain was Griffith Park. It had vast lakes and attractions, all of

reaching a flat area, she made sure no one was here before storing the raft

sides of the road. In the roadside bushes, she spotted some pig feces that hadn't been

it seemed she

the way, Cooper suddenly jumped forward,

"Let's sneak into the village

understood instantly and automatically switched to stealth mode. Its tail fell back, with

Through a telescope, she saw twelve pigs sheltering from the rain in the gazebo. Pigs are omnivorous animals that can survive on grass, but they seem to have been washed away for some time, starving away their fat. When they

Stella took out her highest power