18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 56

Stella knew it was Katie who had sent Mikey to bring her news. Although it didn't make much difference, she appreciated the effort. As a reward, she waived the fees for three treatment sessions, and gifted her half a bottle of soothing whiskey.

Although it was only 50mL, in the post-apocalyptic world they now lived in, it was quite a generous gift.

Of course, Stella didn't rule out the chance that there was an ulterior motive. After all, everyone had their eyes on the 18th floor, and it was never wise to assume the best of people. If the Moore family was willing to share information, it could save her a lot of trouble. "Katie, it's getting colder these days. Your lower back should not be exposed to cold or dampness. Use the whiskey to massage it at night, and then wrap yourself up in a quilt. It'll heal faster."

In her previous life, Katie had died from the cold, leaving only Mikey behind, but he didn't last much longer. If Katie took Stella's advice this time, she might survive.

"Thank you, Stella. I'll give it a try tonight."

She introduced a new patient to Stella. "The family living above me, their son has eczema all over his body. He's scratched himself raw, and the hospital trip was a waste since they had no medication. They want to bring their son here for treatment. They don't know you well, so they didn't dare to come directly. They asked me to speak to you first. Don't worry, they're good people. They don't associate with Drew and his crew, and they didn't join in the intimidation attempt a few days ago." Eczema was a complex condition, and acupuncture alone wouldn't cure it. Herbal remedies took time to work.

Stella had medication in her Arcadia, but she wasn't going to give it away. "This condition is difficult to treat without medication. Try to sweat more to detoxify, and by improving the immune system, it'll get better over time."

Katie didn't push the issue. She wrapped the bottle of whiskey in cloth and put it in her pocket, so that others wouldn't get a smell of it and become suspicious.

"Stella, did your dog bite a boy?" Katie asked as she was leaving. "The girl next door is stirring up trouble again. I can tell they're not happy about it."

Young people these days were so complicated. They claimed to be friends, but they talked behind each other's backs, always craving for what others had.

During the recent attack on the 18th floor, several men had participated, and instead of reflecting on their actions, they were badmouthing Stella behind her back. If she were Stella, even if she did have supplies, she'd rather feed them to her dog than give them to these ingrates.

After Katie left, Stella went back into Arcadia, and harvested the vegetables from her black soil garden.

on the balcony, and sat down on a small stool to dig out the potatoes. The soil in Arcadia was fertile,

Stella had to throw them into Arcadia to use as

the pots back into the black soil garden, she heard a knock on

like armor, returned from the trip, standing proudly at the door, carrying two black plastic bags in his mouth. The others were carrying firewood, and apart from the stern Jasper, everyone else was smiling.

doubt about it,

Cooper's head

just good, he was great. The bags contained five fish, weighing nearly 20 pounds in total. The other bag contained two wild rabbits, which Cooper had dug out of their burrows on the mountain. After changing

of supplies, so they had ventured towards the previous villa cluster. There wasn't much to be found in the villas; they had gone there with the intention of heading into the

couldn't see the fish with their naked eyes. It was Cooper who had discovered and caught them. They didn't know

the city were scarce, and it was likely that others would start searching in

and varying depths posing dangers, it wasn't feasible for

muttered, "If only we had a

but they couldn't catch them.

can you

"Sorry, I can't."

was drooling at the thought. She only had 100 fish in her Arcadia, and Cooper was a fish lover. It wasn't

mentioned to me that her grandson Mikey works at the Physics Research Institute.

machine relied on ultrasonic waves, which Mikey should be familiar

spoke up, "Can he

Moore family are decent people, and Mikey is a good lad.

didn't know where the