18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 126

Stella, having given her all, was met with an unexpected blow, and was left speechless. Rosie, clearly panicked, stammered, "Stella, I...I...I have a stomachache, I...I...I can't eat." Jasper, usually the calm one, couldn't keep his cool, "I'll get some medicine for Rosie."

And just like that, the siblings made their escape.

It was one thing for them to act like that, but even the dog, Cooper, backed away, shaking his head upon Stella's gaze. 'No thank you!!!!

Stella was furious, "You're going to eat, even if you don't want to." Not only was he going to eat, but he was also going to finish Jasper and Rosie's portions.

He was always fond of dragging her washbasin around, so she decided to give him the whole pot, "Eat, wasting is shameful."

Stella's bowl was the only one with pickles. The dog, trying to be courteous, tolerated it to some extent, but couldn't stand the smell. So he dragged the bowl onto the balcony and began munching away.

Eight rabbits came over to join the fun, competing with Cooper for the soup.

Rabbits, if they drank too much water, were prone to getting sick and becoming lethargic. However, probably due to a mutation, not only did they drink water, but they also consumed soup and often competed with the dog for food. Just then, they were slurping away at the noodles.

Especially Snowy, she was pregnant again, and her appetite had grown significantly.

Stella didn't bother with them and finished her entire plate of pickles with her soup. She was proud to have driven everyone away!

But after eating, she didn't forget to open the windows to ventilate. She brushed her teeth, rinsed her mouth and even changed her clothes.

She thought that Jasper had vacated, but to her surprise, he called in the afternoon, "Are we training today?"

Why not? He wasn't afraid of the stink of the pickles, what was there for her to be embarrassed about.

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After careful nurturing, the frost-resistant potatoes finally welcomed their harvest. The leaves weren't lush, but the fruits were plentiful, as the pot was filled with egg-sized potatoes.

Stella pulled out a sprout, which surprisingly had over 20 potatoes. When she weighed them, they weighed a staggering 7 pounds. The other sprouts also had a good yield, most of them ranging from 4 to 8 pounds.

three of them, along with Cooper, worked tirelessly and managed to harvest 300 pounds of potatoes, which was

The potatoes had thick skin, hard flesh and coarse fibers,

a slightly astringent aftertaste, making it somewhat difficult to swallow, leaving a lot of fibrous

Though he had been pampered by

are many people out there

seemed gentle, but they were also firm and left no room for argument, seemingly triggering Rosie's unpleasant memories. She immediately wilted and lowered her

can't waste food," Jasper gave her a lecture, "The potatoes that you

before; she was frightened and her body flinched a couple of times. Tears welled

the next couple of days. If you don't

"I'll eat."

the table. Jasper picked it up, peeled the skin off and handed it to

her head

of

sensible and not picky about his food, was much easier than raising a

offered his ears, nudging her with

managing to eat one potato, she ate another one, wiped her mouth and promised, "I

little, and Rosie cheered up again,

with him about continuing the planting. The soil could be dug from Arcadia, which was fertile and loose, but they were out of

them had a way to get

so Stella planned to return

these potatoes could all be used for planting. If they were well cared for, they could at least

keep 20 pounds, to feed Rosie now and

didn't matter if a child was pampered a little, but now it was the end of the world. Jasper was worried that if she was supplied with good food and drink,

only 200 pounds of potatoes left, there were a lot of sprouts, and it was a problem where to

store it in the corridor and

she took 20 pounds of potatoes and planned to go see

I want to talk

Talk? Stella was confused.

stood before her. His gaze was deep and gentle, creating an inexplicable sense of pressure on Stella. Standing too close,