18 Floors Above the Apocalypse
Chapter 50
Chapter 50
It took two days of hard work, but all seven water towers were finally installed.
The guys from 1803 had three, Stella and Jasper each had two, ready to be used with just a twist of the faucet.
Stella used water from Arcadia, but she still put on a show every day.
Before she knew it, two months had passed since the flood. The second batch of hydroponic vegetables had been planted, Snowy seemed to be pregnant again, and the first litter of rabbits had grown to over a pound. Angela couldn't sit still; as soon as her injuries were somewhat healed, she would occasionally go out. Stella was growing lazier by the day, always pushing off tasks and fully embracing a laid-back lifestyle. Even Jasper, who used to be tirelessly working like a machine, took a break. Apart from his daily dog training sessions, he would spare two hours to spar with Stella, then it was time for cooking.
He was flawless in every other aspect, but his culinary skills were subpar. Under Stella's guidance, his cooking was barely tolerable, a far cry from delicious.
"Not bad, congrats on your graduation."
Even though it was a bit heartless, Stella craved for some alone time. Arcadia had stocked up on a lot of delicious food, which she couldn't take out in front of Jasper.
Jasper, unable to repay her, handed her a walkie-talkie, "You can contact me if anything comes up."
Stella paused, why hadn't she thought of stocking up on these? Maybe she hadn't anticipated the possibility of teaming up.
"Thank you." This was much more convenient; if anything came up, she could just buzz him - no need to run around knocking on doors.
Jasper didn't visit again, allowing Stella and her dog to enjoy a hearty barbecue. They guzzled down soda, having a truly grand time.
In the morning, the walkie-talkie rang, and Jasper's voice came through, "Stella, are you giving Rosie her lesson today?"
"Yes, around ten o'clock."
"Why don't you come over?" Jasper suggested. "While you're setting tasks for Rosie, I can teach you some stealth and infiltration techniques."
Stealth and infiltration, that's the legitimate skills of an assassin, including silent killing, various moves to strangle from behind, punching the throat, twisting the neck, and charging and pushing down to strangle.
Stella was instantly interested. Her own living room was indeed a bit cramped, so she readily agreed, "Alright."
combat, involving
some crash pads on the floor, and the first move was the neck twist that Stella
stood behind Stella, suddenly closing in like a bolt of lightning, one hand reaching for her slender neck, the other grasping her jaw. A fierce aura swept over her, and Stella instinctively wanted to resist. But
past life, where she was on the brink of death. She couldn't die at
a voice came from
voice was calm, deep,
in her mind, realizing that Jasper was touching the joints of
apocalypse were too traumatic; even if everything started anew, she was still extremely resistant to physical contact
present. What she was doing now was for her own improvement. Only by becoming stronger could
had noticed Stella's abnormal reaction last time, and promptly withdrew his hands, "I didn't mean
composed herself and forced a stiff
Everything was different now.
and explaining the joints and pressure points. He did twist her neck, but without much
Stella, standing at 5'6", was not short, but Jasper seemed to be around 6'3", a whole head taller than her. Jasper sat on a folding chair, "Go
time Stella was touching a man, especially this intimately. Her fingers glided over the
her hand and moved it a bit to the side,
anatomy. Once she overcame her psychological barrier, she spent half an hour twisting Jasper's neck. Rosie, having finished her homework, opened the door, and Cooper dashed
The dog seemed to say, "Human, hurry,
dog's
"Yes."
dog kept interrupting, making it impossible to continue the lesson, so Jasper squatted
and sensed his ill intentions, instinctively baring his teeth. Jasper put on a stern
at attention, ready to listen to orders, but his body
as cotton,
on, owner, hurry
of the world. Countless people, whether they were from this apartment building or survivors from the outside, were becoming more and more ruthless in the harsh environment. If she wanted to survive, she would have
learned various ways to twist a neck. She was a quick learner and
to study a diagram of the human skeletal structure. Which bone should she target for a fatal strike? Which acupoints would make the body go weak and limp if hit? These were all
reality, only to find that the dog was throwing a tantrum. He refused to eat his dog food and
dear, who upset my Cooper?" She quickly put down her medical book, came over to
About 18 Floors Above the Apocalypse - Chapter 50
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