18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 106

Even if she witnessed their fate in the previous life, Stella still wanted to participate one more time.

For a while, folks on the 18th floor hadn't ventured out. When they heard about a public trial, they were rubbing their hands in anticipation, expressing their eagerness to join. This presented a problem as someone had to stay behind to look after the place.

Katie chuckled, "You go ahead, we'll stay and hold the fort."

Fortunately, the Moore family had a day off. They were usually busy at work and seldom got a break. So it was only natural they wanted to rest at home on their days off.

On top of that, the public trial was brutal; the worst criminals would be executed on the spot. The Moores, being refined folks, didn't have the stomach for such bloodshed.

The people from the 18th floor were tempted. The Moores might be a tad weaker, but now their place was secured with three electric gates. Not just anyone could barge in.

Moreover, Griffith had no permanent military presence. The troops fighting The Chaos were deployed from the neighboring town of Swan Hill. During the crackdown on The Chaos, these borrowed troops weren't idle. They delivered heavy blows, dismantling several criminal gangs, and significantly improving the security in the area.

The people living on the 18th floor had a notorious reputation in Sunrise Sanctuary. Even if they opened their doors now, no one would dare to enter.

As for the external criminal forces, unless someone went nuts, no one would dare to commit a crime during a crackdown. So the 18th floor was still quite safe.

Thus, everyone agreed to attend the public trial, looking forward to the spectacle.

Their excitement wasn't alone; other survivors felt the same. They saw the government's effort to maintain order, giving them a glimmer of hope in the bleak apocalypse, motivating them to continue the struggle for survival. To make it to the day when the apocalypse finally ended.

The public trial was to start at ten. The folks at the 18th floor planned to get up at seven, freshen up, have breakfast, and bid The Chaos their last farewell.

Cooper, noticing his owner's departure, became a clingy dog, even following Stella to the bathroom. With so many survivors attending the trial, Stella was quite worried. What if the dog was taken away by someone?

However, Cody shrugged it off, "Cooper is part of the 18th floor. We can't give him special treatment. Besides, we've gained some leverage now, enough to take Cooper out for a walk."

Jasper was taking Rosie, so she couldn't just leave Cooper alone on the 18th floor. Stella agreed, "Cooper, bring the leash."

The leash again? Cooper felt wronged, but for the chance to be outside, he tolerated it and fetched the leash.

Once leashed, he didn't need anyone to lead him. He held the leash in his mouth.

This was the first time everyone from the 18th floor was going out together. Before leaving, Stella bid the Moores goodbye and gifted Mikey the toy gun Angela had returned. If anyone dared to approach, this toy was enough to deter them.

Griffith had suffered from criminal forces for a long time, especially in the surrounding communities. Upon hearing about the public trial of The Chaos and several other criminal gangs, survivors were flocking to Peace Square. Anyone who could handle the cold weather was heading there to witness the deserved fate of these groups.

Besides, they were desperate to know if their looted supplies could be returned. These days, they frequented the police station, but there weren't enough officers to provide any answers. Hence, they couldn't afford to miss today's trial, hoping to hear how the government planned to deal with the confiscated goods, which were their life-saving provisions.

Many survivors also left Sunrise Sanctuary. But as soon as they stepped out, they saw the devils leading the way—the infamous 18th floor was up to no good again.

Such a grand spectacle! Angelic faces, devilish hearts, and ruthless strides.

How cruel could they be to raise such a savage dog, baring its teeth and seeing red at the sight of people. The dog approached, strutting with a swagger. Even from a distance, they could feel its ruthless aura.

"Granny, the dog, the dog!" a child hid behind his grandmother in fear, "I'm...I'm scared."

Scared? Cooper smirked, good, finally learning to fear. No one dared to eat him now.

Baring his teeth menacingly, he seemed ready to charge at them and tear them to shreds any second.