18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 58

"Hey, sis Stella, I know." Rosie raised her hand to answer first, "Cooper caught the fish, and he won't let us eat it."

What? That was strange. Stella was utterly confused. How could her adorable puppy be so selfish?

"Woof!" Cooper tugged at her sleeve and pulled her towards the dining table. A big bowl of fried fish fillets sat on the table, their aroma making her mouth water.

Cooper stood on his hind legs, leaning on the table and nudged the bowl of fish forward: 'Here, have some!'

Stella looked puzzled, turning to Angela and the others for answers.

After they finished marinated the fish chunks, Stella hadn't returned. They thought they couldn't rely on her for everything, so they put their heads together and managed to whip up the fried fish.

But then Cooper fiercely guarded the fish, not allowing anyone else to touch it. He was drooling himself, and yet, he wouldn't let anyone else have a bite.

They were usually democratic. After all, Cooper was the one who had caught the fish. And right now, he was the the big boss with maxed-out survival skills in their group, so no one dared to cross him. Despite their hunger, they had to hold back. Cody was so hungry he was pleading, "Hurry up and eat. We're starving."

Stella chuckled, "Our Cooper is so great. He's even taking care of me now."

Cooper barked excitedly, "Woof!" His eyes sparkled as if he were saying: 'Hey, I'm taking care of you!'

Stella grabbed a piece of fried fish and took a bite. It was crispy, fresh, and delicious. Their survival group had finally started to make progress in cooking.

Watching the clever dog, Stella decided to tease him, "Cooper, I've had my share. Who's next?"

"Woof, woof!" Cooper wagged his tail vigorously, drool dripping from his mouth.

Stella understood and put a piece in his bowl, "Who's next?"

Cody, Lukas, and finally Jasper. Cooper seemed quite

kid. As his trainer,

enjoyed their meals and discussed their tasks for the next day. Yawning, they

recipient of Cooper's undivided attention, was in high spirits. She took out two smart bathtubs filled with hot water from Arcadia, sprinkled them with dried rose petals, played some soothing music, and closed her eyes to enjoy

lying in the bathtub, cocking his head to look at Stella. His bright dog eyes were full of stars. Yes, he too was a dog who had enjoyed

they both snuggled into their

Her eyes would not open, and the low voice was intermittent. Ever since Cooper arrived, her quality of sleep

morning. She got up groggily to change her clothes and the walkie-talkie buzzed again.

find it. That was strange,

in his dogbed, not moving, and complained, "Cooper, don't just

move, maintaining his lazy and graceful

"Buzz...buzz..."

right by her bed.

to search under

"Move aside."

move,

bent down and picked him up. Sure enough, the walkie-talkie was

his innocent eyes: 'Huh, how did the walkie-talkie

covered by Cooper had

wiped it clean with a tissue,

the mischievous Cooper in the early morning, Stella didn't know how to respond, "Are you staying home or coming with

dragged his combat gear over. Stella quickly helped

waiting. Angela was holding a still-sleeping Rosie

area, with Mikey and his family

dark and they couldn't see clearly. Their flashlight swept over, vaguely seeing Mikey's parents Joey and Amber, both in their forties, both looking quite

their assault boat and set off towards Ivywood Estates. By the time they arrived,

packed up their things and trekked through the rain in the mountains. Cooper led the way, bounding ahead.