18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 70

Chapter 70

The voice belonged to Drew, and he was surrounded by a few of his cronies.

Stella ignored him, but Drew continued to knock, chattering away to his buddies.

"Hey, Drew, seems like there's no movement on the 18th floor. Wonder if something happened last night?" The voice was hoarse, a clear indication of a cold. If something had happened to those on the 18th floor, it would have been a sweet relief to them. Drew muttered curses under his breath but plastered on a benevolent smile. "How could that be? Stella and her friends are young and healthy. How could anything happen to them? If anything did happen, we would have to help." "Drew, you're too kind. Didn't you see how they treated us?"

"We can't say that. We all live in the same building, and we should look out for each other."

"Huh, there seems to be some movement. They're not dead yet!" The disappointment was clear in his voice. If the people on the 18th floor had been wiped out, the countless supplies would have been theirs.

"Sorry to disappoint you, Drew." Stella's voice was icy cold. "We're not only alive, but we're also thriving."

The sudden voice caused the group to look at each other in surprise. They had been knocking for ages without a response; they hadn't expected a sudden answer.

This was awkward.

Drew was quick to react. "Stella, we were just concerned. It's good that you're alright."

"Don't worry, we'll outlive you lot."

The conversation was over. Drew was seething inside but kept up his friendly facade. "That's good. If you guys ever need anything, don't hesitate to tell me."

The group left with a bitter taste in their mouths.

In a post-apocalyptic world, people like Drew were common. They would wish for others' demise, hoping to scavenge what was left. But they were nothing more than fools, and Stella and her friends didn't take them seriously.

had taken Jasper's advice and removed the cashmere sweater, but she still needed Cooper's

in this cold, so she didn't have an excuse to slack off. She had

training mat was stiff from the cold, so Jasper laid down

compared to Stella's stove, it was second rate. It was still

the inside. During a collision with Jasper, Stella slid backwards, and because

top of her. Her mouth bumped into his face. A muffled groan escaped her lips. It felt like all

so big, and he

helped her sit

used his hand to support her head. "I'm fine, my feet were just sweaty and I

the commotion and rushed out,

Stella quickly intervened. "Cooper!"

but Cooper wouldn't let

up the loyal dog. "He didn't

on Jasper, causing him

explained, "Cooper just lacks a sense of security, and dogs are naturally protective

the dog away. When she got home, Cooper didn't apologize and was

dog with a treat. "You're the most important to me. I'm training with

turned his head

her thermal socks to prove her innocence. "Why don't you try them

threw them at his

startled. At least the socks didn't smell bad. He pounced on

any of the chicken, duck, fish, and meat that Arcadia hoards. You'd have

to apologize was also a

harmonious relationship, Stella tactfully passed the buck to Jasper. This was a trade-off.

it was -21 degrees. The harsh

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