18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 86

Listening to his description, Stella figured the situation didn't seem too dire, and asked casually, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, Rosie's on it."

Rosie cooking breakfast? She couldn't even reach the stove.

"She has to learn eventually."

True, in a post-apocalyptic world, kids needed to be pragmatic to survive.

Suddenly, a scream of pain came from Rosie over the walkie-talkie. "What happened?" Stella asked. She hoped it wasn't like when Jasper got burned by hot oil. The walkie-talkie went silent.

Feeling guilty as Rosie was only learning to cook because of her, Stella left her room and headed for apartment 1801. "Rosie?"

After knocking several times, the door finally opened. Rosie was fine. She had volunteered to take care of her injured brother and started by learning how to cook breakfast. She couldn't reach the pot, so she stood on a stool. She accidentally fell off but thanks to her quick reflexes, she managed to adjust her landing and didn't injure herself. However, her spirits were low as she sat there. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Sis, am I useless? I can't even make breakfast." It looked like she was about to burst into tears. "No." Stella consoled her, patting her head. "You're only five and you're already learning to cook breakfast, you're doing great. Jasper just started learning recently too." Jasper, who was mentioned, was at a loss for words. Finally, he joined in comforting her. "That's right. Rosie, you're way better than me."

Feeling guilty for the lack of breakfast, Stella asked, "What do you want to eat, Rosie? I'll teach you how to make it."

"Pie." Rosie finally smiled. "My brother wants some pie."

And so, Rosie climbed back onto the stool, with Stella carefully instructing her at the side. Cooper got up and leaned against the stove. He wanted to learn too!

If it weren't for the apocalypse, Stella would have sent Cooper off to dog college. He might've even come back with a degree.

Rosie was surprisingly good at it, from boiling water to washing dishes and wiping the table.

wealthy, so wthere was no way Rosie learned these chores out of necessity. She must have been forced by her ruthless uncle. Thinking of Jasper's tough, no-nonsense character, Stella couldn't help but wonder, what happened to his uncle's family in the end? Of course, that was Jasper's personal matter, and

better cook than Jasper. Feeling proud, she carefully sent a slice to Jasper.

also served

"I've eaten. I'll pass."

from the

embarrassed like she had neglected Cooper, Stella tugged his ear. "These

wanting to die yet feeling unsatisfied, Cooper

complimenting Rosie before looking up at Stella.

Stella declined, "I've eaten."

accept food from others. In a post-apocalyptic world, taking someone else's food was equivalent to taking

spoke, "You need to apply some

felt

chimed in, "I'll help

Stella

Stella there, the two of them didn't find it strange, and instead exchanged glances. Though Jasper's shoulder was injured, he was still able to teach

right length, shave it round with a knife,

voiced his doubts, "Jasper, crossbows are great, but in winter, people wear thick clothes. It's hard to penetrate them and cause fatal injuries." "That's why you need to improve your

The eyes were such a small target, and people were moving

They had to train

"You can aim for their face. Scarves are relatively

both said, "Stella, you're the

compare yourselves to me. I'm aiming for

and speechless. He felt

cold, the three of them joked around and the atmosphere in the room was pleasant. Jasper occasionally joined