18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 138

The ice layer melted under the sun's exposure in an astonishing speed. The surface was smooth with no grip, making it impossible for the people in the water to climb back up.

Two individuals, quick on their feet, darted towards the building, but their pace was no match for the speed of the cracking ice. They slipped, fell, and were immediately swallowed by the icy waters below.

A year of disasters had pushed their bodies to the brink. Already severely weakened, they were unable to resist the bone-chilling water that filled their mouths and nostrils. They fell and rose in the water, but never managed to climb back up. Stella's walkie-talkie rang, drawing her back to the present.

"Stella, the heatwave is coming earlier than expected."

A chill ran down her spine at the thought. "Do you feel like the sunlight is too glaring?"

Jasper was knocking at the door. "Yes, and the temperature is rising too quickly."

Once the door was opened, their eyes met.

Many had died of heat in their previous lives. Now that the heatwave was arriving earlier, the consequences would be even worse.

Remembering the sauna-like weather she had experienced before, Stella felt a shiver run down her spine. Given a choice, she would rather face the freezing weather. At least they could snuggle under the blankets then.

Seeing her serious expression, Jasper reassured her. "We've prepared for this. We'll pull through."

Yes, they would pull through.

She had survived before when she was alone, without food or water. Now, not only did she have Arcadia and Cooper, she also had a boyfriend, and some friends. Her situation was far better than before.

After breakfast, they discussed the matter of harvesting the potatoes.

They had the growth stimulants, but the heatwave had arrived early and the potatoes weren't fully grown yet.

They dug up a pot and found that the potatoes were smaller than the previous batch and their taste was even more bitter. If they were to harvest them now, not only would the yield be significantly reduced, the immature potatoes would also be harder to preserve. Jasper asked, "Should we harvest them?"

The potatoes on the balcony, exposed to the sun, had wilted under the rising temperatures.

"Let's not harvest them for now. I'll put them in Arcadia's Garden and see

the dozens of pots of potatoes were all taken into

"Jasper, I feel hot."

had changed her clothes three times. Even in a

on the top floor, the concrete roof had been baked to a

39 degrees Celsius, but the ground temperature had already reached 72 degrees.

downside to living on the top floor. Without air

only was Rosie feeling hot; even Cooper couldn't

lively and energetic dog was now crouched quietly, panting with his tongue

the master bedroom of 1801, taking out the power bank and the portable fan, and made sure to add

the air conditioner, but the noise

undoubtedly signal to all survivors that the 18th floor had

was immediately claimed by Cooper and Rosie. The cold air

wearing a thermo-regulated suit, didn't feel particularly hot. However, she was a bit

several days, but they

asked, "You want to go

nodded. "There are fewer people outside now, so

wait a bit longer. A lot of areas still have ice. If the inflatable boat gets punctured halfway,

the ice to melt before coming back. If we miss them, it'll be more troublesome." He had a point, so Stella decided to wait a little

nap and used a large ice cube to cool down. With the fan and air conditioner blowing, the

for the past year of its absence, relentlessly baking the steel and concrete that stood above the water. Stella

with a sun-protective layer over it, and donning

worried. "You stay

adamant. "No need, I

the people in 1803 weren't her friends, would he go? She appreciated his concern, but she didn't want to rely on him for everything and ultimately become over-dependent. Besides, she was wearing a thermal suit and wouldn't get a

Stella went down to the

assaulted the nostrils. On the water surface, there were various garbage bags

the water, and skillfully began to row. The roar of the engine attracted

the people from the 18th floor