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.

but she still needed Cooper's fur coat to help

an excuse to slack off.

training mat was stiff from the cold, so Jasper laid

room had a coal stove, but compared to Stella's stove, it was second rate. It was still quite cold.

inside.

react, rushing to catch her. Her body landed on the training mat, and then Jasper landed on top of her. Her mouth bumped into his face. A muffled groan escaped her lips. It felt like all the air had been sucked out of her lungs. Stars danced in

big, and he was lying

helped her sit up. "Are you

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

room, heard the commotion and rushed out, grabbing onto Jasper's clothes, and pulling him away. 'Let

Stella quickly intervened. "Cooper!"

but Cooper wouldn't let him bully his

loyal dog. "He didn't

back on Jasper, causing him to feel confused.

explained, "Cooper just lacks a sense of security, and

she got home, Cooper didn't apologize and was instead sulking, as if accusing her

most important to me. I'm training with Jasper to become stronger, so that

turned

socks to prove her innocence.

she threw them at his

socks didn't smell bad. He pounced on

need to be a good boy. Apologize to Jasper tomorrow, okay? If he hadn't helped me, I would have hurt my head, and you wouldn't have an owner anymore. You wouldn't get any of the chicken, duck, fish, and meat that Arcadia hoards. You'd have to go back to being a stray." Apologize? Never! The dog refused and his face was full of innocence. His paws rested on her shoulder. "Woof...woof..." This was his home and

to apologize was also

wanting to ruin their harmonious relationship, Stella tactfully passed the buck to Jasper. This was a trade-off. A qualified trainer not only had to

it was noticeably colder. Stella went out to the balcony to check the temperature, it was -21

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