18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 125

30 planting pots, made of plastic that was not resistant to low temperatures and could become brittle when frozen. However, they were thick, so as long as handled carefully, there shouldn't be a problem. Four packs of compound fertilizer, each weighing about 50 pounds.

Satisfied with the goods, Stella pulled out a flask of liquor from her bag.

Monkey, initially upset about not making a profit, was pleasantly surprised. The liquor alone made the deal worthwhile.

Having secured his goods, Monkey departed.

Jasper, to make Stella's job easier, had stayed out of the transaction, waiting outside with Rosie. Once sure the coast was clear, Stella stowed the items away in the Arcadia.

As she was about to leave, she noticed Jasper talking to Monkey at a distance, apparently negotiating a deal.

Only after Monkey had left did Stella come out.

Back in their neighborhood, Stella didn't rush home. She let Cooper out of her bag for a walk around the block. This guy was well-behaved and knew better than to whine while tucked inside the backpack.

While Stella walked the dog, Jasper watched over Rosie. They stood sheltered from the wind, quietly watching the two frolic in the cold.

The items exchanged were paid for by Stella, to which Jasper asked, "What do you want for today's deal?"

They usually split the goods, but as Jasper was the one primarily looking after the potatoes, Stella didn't want to take advantage of him. So, she included the cotton shoes in the deal, "Any chocolate left?" It was delicious, a bit addictive. "Yes," he replied.

Back on the 18th floor, the planters and fertilizer were temporarily stored in the Arcadia, and the cotton shoes were given to Jasper.

Jasper brought out two boxes of chocolate. Stella, being fair, only took one.

Once inside, Rosie looked up, "Jasper, I want some chocolate."

alcohol, kiddo. You

dropped Rosie off at 1802, "I need

they'd been taking turns watching

make some instant soup for lunch at noon, Jasper returned, his

noodles, looked at him with longing, "Jasper, I want

Stella felt obliged to offer,

surprise, Jasper

two more packs of soup to the pot, threw in some hams and fried an egg

Jasper's arrival made it even more cramped. But the presence of a dog and a child

returned safely from their day shifts. This time they looked much better than last

frostbites, thanks to

in just two months, Angela and Lukas had changed dramatically. Especially Lukas, who used to be reliant on women, now stood tall and strong, he had become a real man. Of course, he

made it

like I've opened my third eye," said Lukas with a grin, hugging a pillow on the sofa. "No matter who it is, as long as I look closely at them in a crowd, I can tell from their gaze, body language, and the way they walk if

of you?" Stella said, digging in her ear. "You're a security patrol officer, so the police station should provide professional training

a moment, before managing to stutter out, "Stella, are we still

digestible foods. Now he had finally cured his stomach ailment, he was getting stronger and more

bad." Stella

laughed loudly, "Don't mind him, Stella. He's been pretty sensitive lately." Okay, as long as he was okay, it wouldn't affect unit

off with their food stocks, hence they were not

confidence. They invited two neighboring families to a meal. There was meat, canned food, a

skills. The police had also provided training, but their techniques were no match for those of a SWAT officer. Their jobs were different, and their techniques were different. The police taught arrest techniques which focused on reforming criminals, while Jasper's were about neutralizing

the training seriously, practicing

combat skills, had caught the eye of the chief of security and was promoted to squad leader,

couldn't be outdone by a

the hallway, but also in their beds at night, discussing

late at night,