18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 183

Stella felt a pang of emotion, never expecting Katie to be so reliable. "Thank you so much."

"It's us, the Moores, who should be thanking you." Katie clasped her hand, "Without your help these two years, I can't imagine what would have befallen us."

This girl, though cold on the outside, was always secretly helping others. If they didn't move to the 17th floor, the survival of the Moores would have been uncertain.

Life at the research institute was tough, but it was better than the common folk. Besides having a monthly salary, they also had the benefit of fresh water. The quantity wasn't much, but it was enough for a family.

Katie brought out a small package, "Stella, I've got some vegetable seeds for you. If you plant them well, you'll have something to eat in a fortnight. Remember to save some seeds. Don't eat them all."

It wasn't much, maybe half an ounce. "We've gathered some seeds too, during our travels." Stella declined her offer and asked, "When are you moving? Jasper and I can help."

Her kids were working during the day, so Katie didn't hesitate, "We're moving tomorrow. Your help would be appreciated."

She gave Katie the remaining hay, which could be used to feed the rabbits.

There was still water in the water tower, and it hadn't gone bad even though they had added purification tablets. Stella declined this too.

People came and went, and in the end, only she and Jasper remained. Stella wondered how Lukas and the others were doing.

Stella herded the rabbits upstairs to continue raising them in 1803.

The rooftop was hot and stuffy, so she took out ice cubes to cool down the rabbits, along with some fresh hay, vegetables, and carrots. Having adapted, the rabbits were no longer afraid of water and happily licked the ice cubes.

As the sun went down, Jasper took the dog to the rooftop for training. Stella, who followed after, was almost taken aback when she saw the dog carrying bricks and crawling or climbing.

Jasper's training method had completely changed.

Stella wondered, "Are you training it for coordinated combat?"

On the way back, she felt that Jasper was off. She initially thought it was because of Rosie, but now it seemed more complicated.

guys who collect protection grain are not small

hide it, "Yeah. These guys may be a motley crew, but they've formed a base with

pondered. His detailed knowledge suggested previous encounters, "Have you dealt with

also robbed people. The survivors were suffering. Griffith joined forces with Swan Hill's police, launching a

survival got harder and they became more ruthless, completely blocking the survivors'

shocked, "Are you saying that the crew who collected tolls in Swan Hill is also

wouldn't just let that

okay. We'll kill everyone who comes to

given her quite a few homemade bombs and molotovs.

these thugs, the more you

looked at her, "Are

wasn't afraid of death? But

managed a laugh, "I'm scared, but I won't just

beside her, "Don't worry. You have

day,

Moores had moved everything they could. Katie didn't have much luggage. The hay was strapped to the top of the Hummer, and the water was in the trunk. Rosie

the suburbs and consisted of several large buildings

was definitely not ordinary. The Hummer stopped under the family building, attracting many envious

watched the car while Jasper

kept thanking them, "Stella, Jasper, we're on the third floor. Come visit us when you

to Sunrise Sanctuary, the once lively apartment building now only had Stella and Jasper holding their ground. It

fixed the front door of the building and changed the lock, making it harder for outsiders to enter. Meanwhile, the three doors

two of them started their hermit life, rarely going out during the day. They turned on the air conditioning, watched cartoons

took the dog to the rooftop for a walk. Cooper had lost weight recently, due to Jasper's additional training. This fellow had an amazing bite force, carrying homemade bombs and molotovs weighing over 10 pounds, jumping around without panting. She

came upstairs, "What's

sit, then threw the ball. The ball rolled and rolled, sliding towards the south. After several tries,

expression was solemn, "There's something wrong

year, and now subject to