18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 57

In the face of Sadie's insincere invitation, Angela remained unmoved. She gave her a firm push, easily sending Sadie sprawling two or three meters away, crashing into the wall. "Get lost. If I were a man, you'd be dead." Even after selling herself, she still had such abundant energy. She was like a succubus, stealing the vitality of men. She was shameless to the bone.

By the time the people in the 1202 heard Sadie's cries, Angela had already retreated upstairs.

Back on her floor, Angela vented to Stella, "Just hearing her cutesy voice gives me goosebumps. That woman's nothing more than a poisonous snake, always stirring up men to do her dirty work. I roughed her up a bit, and if she dares to step out and mess with us, we'll take the opportunity to get rid of her, otherwise, she'll cause trouble sooner or later."

Stella agreed, "We've got to come up with a plan."

Too bad Sadie's gotten smarter, hiding behind men and not easily exposing herself. Stella had no intention of killing Sadie; she preferred to see Sadie suffer more. But if Sadie remained stubborn and refused to back down, Stella wouldn't hesitate to take severe action. After all, she wasn't so soft-hearted.

Not long after, Mikey helped Katie upstairs. Without hiding anything, Stella asked him directly, "Can you make a fish trap?"

Mikey was taken aback, adjusted his glasses and pondered for a few minutes, "I should be able to make one, but I don't have enough materials."

He was a physics fanatic, his room packed with all sorts of components. Some had been purchased, others scavenged from junkyards. He had won a domestic innovation award and excelled in the national physics competition. He was a true prodigy. Stella asked, "Can you find the materials?"

"There should be some in the lab,. I just have to modify them a bit."

The materials room was on the eighth floor, and it probably hadn't been flooded yet, but Mikey wasn't sure whether it had been ransacked or not.

The lab was not too far away, approximately 10 kilometers if they took a shortcut. Stella inquired with her eyes, silently asking Jasper if they should take on this task.

Jasper thought for a moment and then said to Mikey, "I can take you there."

Mikey, though nerdy, was not stupid. He knew that if the people from the 18th floor were willing to use their petrol to send him to fetch materials for a fish trap late at night, it was definitely not just for catching a few fish.

a negotiation, "If I can make

would have done the same in his shoes. "The water's deep. Are

there are fish, I can catch them." It was simply

sake of fish, Stella agreed, "Alright, but

all they had been through, the Moore family had to be cautious about

long will it take

similar project in high school. "As long as I have all

Jasper went back to

belong to the 18th floor. Stella didn't want the rest of the building to know their little co-operation. To avoid unnecessary trouble, she sent Katie and Mikey downstairs first. Stella insisted on going

and fry them. They could be kept for a few days without going bad. They had to skin and gut the rabbit,

already waiting on the sixth

1202 were busy comforting the "injured" Sadie and didn't notice the movement from

out of the residential area, starting the engine, and headed towards the research and

arrived at the physics research institute. As expected,

as he dashed to the materials room on the eighth floor. The door to the materials room had been pried open, with all kinds of random items scattered on the ground. Mikey turned on

a large number of components on the table. He took out his tools and started to modify them, "I'm still missing a few things. I'll go to the lab to dismantle them." There were several labs, and he dismantled items from some of the devices and machines. "These machines and instruments are very expensive; it's a pity many of them

Jasper wanted to accompany her, but he was stopped by Mikey, "I need a hand with this frequency

be used as firewood had been

plastic plant pots, not picky about it, and tossed

well as the instruments in the lab, these were all valuable assets. Stella might not need them,

with some creative exhibits from the exhibition room. Research products were too far removed from daily life, and Stella didn't recognize most of them. When she returned to the eighth floor, Mikey had already assembled several components. He had

out some components from his backpack that he had brought from home, and

a hissing sound that made Stella uncomfortable. She covered her ears and stepped