18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 143

In response to Stella's words, Jasper felt a twinge of guilt, "No."

He didn't have a sweet tooth, and his drink of choice was coffee, "Actually, I feel quite bad for not being able to help you."

He was referring to the work at Arcadia farm - all back-breaking tasks. Because she needed to save time, he couldn't step in to help and she had to do all the work alone.

Jasper wasn't exactly sure what the work entailed, but he knew it wasn't easy. So he took over all the household chores, and Stella barely needed to lift a finger. The work he did was visible, but her workload was not. "Stella, remember to call on me if you need anything." "Mm."

Having someone who saw her tiredness, cared for her yet knew the right boundaries felt good. At least in the few months they had lived together, Stella didn't feel uncomfortable anymore. It was no longer as icy as before. Back at 1802, she closed the thick curtains and turned on the light to read.

Feeling a bit peckish, she pulled out a pack of beef jerky, munching while flipping through the medical books.

Just as she was about to take a bite of the jerky, Stella's eyes widened.

A cockroach!

Judging by its body, it seemed to be underage, crawling slowly on the floor.

That was strange. She had plugged all drains and fixed nets to the balcony gaps. Where could it have come from?

Stella instinctively picked up a slipper, about to squash it, but Smoky, her pet rabbit, suddenly pounced on it. Crunch. Yes, it ate the cockroach.

Ew, cockroaches carried a lot of germs. Was Smoky trying to commit suicide after a fight with its wife, or was it simply fearlessly ignorant?

the cockroach was

searching for more food,

sure enough, there was another crunch. This time, it was a fully-grown cockroach, as wide as

the danger, it spread its wings to fly away, but

the cockroaches used to crawl and fly haphazardly, bumping into everything, and it gave her the

the cockroaches were growing incredibly fast. Thinking about what they might had been

was Smoky hunting, but his temperamental wife, Snowy, joined in the fun. The rabbit couple ran around the house, catching five or six big cockroaches to munch on,

not only fine but seemed more energetic, digging around for more food with their offspring. Jasper called her over for breakfast as usual, but Rosie screamed in fright,

scream, Cooper leaped up

on something squishy as soon as she stepped out of the room. She lifted her slipper to find a squashed

could see at least seven or

she shuddered to think what it was like

young, or were there eggs in the apartment to begin with? She had no way

a neat freak and kept his house clean and tidy, so there weren't

and the rabbits followed her into 1801, crunching away on more cockroaches. Even

with them. She had placed cockroach baits around, but they seemed to

plate she had washed the night before. There was a cockroach

loved dark corners and were more active at night. They also caused significant damage by

and asked

out by Arcadia. Stella never thought that Arcadia could be used this way. Quick as a flash,

the perfect weapon against cockroaches, and she had honed her skills since childhood. It was

up 1801, Jasper rolled up his

in the house, there was always a bit of smell, no matter how much cleaning was done. Stella felt a bit