18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 105

When the time was about right, Stella, carrying frozen fish slices, took Cooper to gather for a meal at 1803.

The dog's appetite had grown considerably, and anyone unaware of the situation might think he was a starving stray. He even insisted on using Stella's washbowl as his dinner dish. Everyone on the 18th-floor knew that he was a voracious eater. Extra portions were prepared whenever meals were cooked.

The stew had to be spicy to satisfy everyone's palate. However, to cater to Rosie and Cooper, a special non-spicy soup was prepared.

Fish was served last to avoid any off-putting smell.

Cody uncorked a bottle of whiskey, and to prevent freezing, had it warmed in hot water for quite a while. "Here's to the defeat of all villains, and to us having meat and liquor every day." Stella chuckled, "To outsiders, we on the 18th floor are the villains."

"Alright, let's say, to the defeat of all villains, excluding us on the 18th floor."

Everyone raised their glasses and drank. The whiskey was smooth and flavorfu, truly a good drink. It was spicy on the tongue, but once it hit the stomach, it was warm and comforting. Lukas felt extremely addicted just by smelling the stew aroma, but he had some concerns. "The smell is so strong. Won't it get out?"

Angela brashly retorted, "So what if it does? Who has the guts to take on the 18th floor?"

Stella agreed, "We are infamous now. If we don't even dare to eat meat, we are not living up to our reputation."

Rosie chimed in, "I want to eat meat. I want to eat meat every day."

"Right, from today onwards, the 18th floor fears nothing. We will eat meat and drink liquor every day."

They chatted as they ate, Stella even brought out her tablet for some entertainment. The electricity was generated by her exercise bike, so now it was accounted for.

Cody, while enjoying his meat, sighed, "It's a shame we don't have any vegetables. I miss Stella's hydroponic greens and sprouts."

When he said this, Stella instinctively glanced at Jasper. That guy knew that her rooftop garden had plenty of greens.

Jasper remained expressionless, "This meal is great. Many would kill for it."

eyes were pure, devoid of any greed. It seemed he didn't covet her vegetables. Relieved, Stella thought the dream she had was just that, a dream. It wouldn't come true. After the first round of food, it was time for the

fish fillets. However, Lukas was faster and scooped up a piece and put it in Angela's bowl,

collided with another as they both vied for the last fish fillet. To her surprise, it was Jasper. And he was

miffed, Stella planned to cook ten or twelve fish fillets later, and eat until she was sick of

Jasper smoothly put the

They thought these two were just neighbors and partners. Stella had even insisted so. However, they quickly regained their composure, hiding their surprise. They didn't dare to gossip. Stella had a strong sense of pride and Jasper was an enigma. They

at her brother, then at Stella, and cheerfully said, "Stella, why don't you eat? The fish is

to give her the fish fillets, but now he had given it to

"Woof!" It seemed like he was saying that he also loved fish fillets. Come on, put it in the

the fish Jasper gave her into the dog's bowl, could she? Would

him and reluctantly

indeed delicious. She should've caught more. She would find

than dogs. They were salivating at the smell, cursing under their breath. Those inhuman creatures on the 18th floor were having a

but no one dared to cross the people

taken down those who came to collect protection food. They were violent, using real weapons,

news had spread. The ones who came for protection food were called The Chaos. They were taken down by the military forces yesterday. Several hundred criminals were also

them, and then The Chaos was taken down.

of The Chaos, and even

irresistible, they couldn't even stop

Stella rinsed their mouths and crawled into their warm beds for a nap. When she awoke around three, the walkie-talkie rang, "Stella,

"It's not a problem."

she saw Jasper, she couldn't help but think of of him

a bit tired. Let's rest for a few

send Cooper out

but not the

agreed,

love you, but

below forty degrees, the dog was ruthlessly pushed out by his owner to undergo rigorous