18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 31

Looking for decent lumber in the mall or office buildings was a fruitless endeavor, and the museum had long been submerged. But there was one place that might’ve still held some promise.

Griffith was globally renowned as a major furniture manufacturing base, and the International Furniture Expo Center built in Rockdale had become a high value landmark. Every year, without fail, it hosted the Global Furniture Expo.

This year marked the 30th anniversary of the expo, which was grander than ever before. Promotions had been rolling out half a year prior, practically covering everything.

Stella recalled that the expo was supposed to start three days before the hurricane. The expo would last for half a month, so it hadn't ended yet.

A grand gathering of top-tier global furniture at the convention center—what a sight that would be!

She had seen the advertisements. One big furniture company claimed to have used thousand-year-old rosewood to craft an exquisite bed, along with a whole set of furniture for the house. The starting price was in the nine figures.

To attract attention, the orgnaizers had borrowed a piece of ebony as the treasure of the exhibition.

Not just ebony, but other valuable woods like yellow rosewood and old sandalwood were also showcased at the convention center to promote furniture culture worldwide.

Stella had to go, and she had to act now.

The convention center was built in Rockdale, about 40 kilometers from the city center. The water flow along the way was complex, but it was worth a try.

Angela and the others had gone out to gather materials. Stella knocked on room 1801, saying, "I'm heading out."

Jasper had no objections, and merely advised her to stay safe.

She headed downstairs with her inflatable boat pack and ran into Sadie by chance on the 17th floor. Sadie had come up with Amanda from 1202.

Sadie's eyes were red-rimmed, and tears flowed easily. "Stella, Ken is injured. You're the only one who can save him. Please, I beg you to help him."

Stella ignored her, looking stone-faced as she continued downstairs. But to her surprise, Sadie clung to her. "Stella, we're friends. You can't just stand by and watch him die."

Her loud, sobbing voice attracted the attention of their neighbors on the 17th floor.

Stella drew her knife and swung it towards Sadie. Sadie screamed and dodged. Her waist-length hair cut in half and fell in clumps to the floor.

Before Sadie could react, Stella kicked her to the ground. Tearful and shocked, Sadie stared wide-eyed at Stella, who was as ruthless as an executioner. She had even forgotten to cry.

Stella stepped on her chest and didn't let go. "If you're tired of living, I don't mind sending you to meet the devil."

She kept stepping on her relentlessly. Her eyes were cold and indifferent. Sadie felt like her ribs were about to be crushed under Stella's foot. Her face turned pale as she struggled to breathe.

Amanda took a couple of steps back. "Stella, Sadie just wanted you to help Ken. If you don't want to help, that's fine. Why did you have to hurt her?"

"Are you stupid?" Stella glanced at her coldly. "The 18th floor is not a hospital, and I am not a doctor. If you have an inflatable boat, why didn't you take Ken to the hospital? Why look for me, who only studied medicine for a year and barely understands the basics? Are you treating everyone else like fools?"

Amanda was taken aback and explained, "But our boat ran out of fuel and it's raining heavily."

"Then just watch him die. Why are you trying to put the blame on me?" Stella sneered, "You guys are really something. You don't want to take risks yourselves, but you don't want to feel guilty either, so you're trying to shift the responsibility onto me?"

Amanda was left speechless at Stella's words.