18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 282

"Oh my god, are you serious?"

Seeing her pointing to the helicopter, Bran's adrenaline shot up, he excitedly said, "If I give it to you, the old man would beat me to death."

This was something that his dad had used a lot of resources and connections to secure. If it were before the apocalypse, he would've gladly lost a bet and given her the helicopter without a second thought. But now, to put it bluntly, he was less valuable than the helicopter in the old man's eyes. He couldn’t make such a request.

Stella mercilessly mocked, "If you can't do it, then don't brag about it. I don't need the helicopter, but if you continue to mess around, don't blame me for getting nasty."

She beckoned to her dog, "Cooper, come here."

Cooper released his hold, and when he noticed the mastiff threatened with death not not fighting back, he cautiously returned to Stella's side.

"You're really hurting my pride here." Bran retorted, "I could've done anything for you except for the helicopter."

Feeling like the rich fool didn't understand her, Stella was exasperated, "Fine, then help me find a few radiation suits."

"No problem. Wait, why do you need radiation suits?"

Stella stared at him in silence.

Bran didn't ask further, "Okay, just wait for it."

Having lost all his dignity, he felt furious. He took the mastiff and stormed off. Once home, he threw the dog's leash to the butler, "Derick, we're having dog stew tonight."

"What happened to your face?"

What happened? It was all because of this useless dog. He took off his slippers and sat on the sofa in a huff.

Just then, Shane came down from the upstairs study, Bran didn't even look up, "Dad, help me get a few radiation suits."

Shane frowned, "Why do you need radiation suits?"

"It's not for me. It's for the people in the 50th building."

Shane skillfully tossed his cane, "You took my words as wind? Do you really think I wouldn't break your legs? You are still dealing with people from the 50th building?"

Bran got beaten outside, and still got beaten at home.

"Why can't you help when I ask for it?" Bran was frustrated, "Even Evan is protecting the people from the 50th building, their background must be something, and they wouldn't ask for radiation suits for no reason, right?"

There might be a second earthquake or something, causing a nuclear leak along the coast.

"Dad, getting radiation suits isn't easy, so remember to get some for us too."

Favors were like this, the more you asked, the less you got, better to ask once and get it all.

Shane frowned; just asking for a few radiation suits, it seemed to have no harm to the Porras family. It was worth testing the people in the 50th building.

"What happened to your face?" NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"It's nothing. I tripped and fell while walking."

"You're not that old yet, and your limbs are already deteriorating?"

Bran stormed off, went back to his room to tend to his face.

Shane called the guard on the rooftop, and only then did he learn the truth about his prodigal son's injury.

The more Bran got beaten, the more stubborn he got.

......

Stella didn't expect that Bran would actually find the radiation suits with a casual word of hers. And there were 3 of them.

"Too bad there aren't any for dogs, otherwise I could've gotten them for you too."

Stella asked Austin to find them, but the radiation suits were controlled by special departments, and he couldn't get them.

However, the Porras family could easily get them.

She carefully checked; the radiation suits were intact. She had to admit that she was a bit impressed with the rich kid.

Stella spoke up, "I can't take these for free. What do you want?"

Bran waved his hand, "I lost a bet. I don't need anything from you."

"I didn't bet with you. Besides, your dog got a lesson too."

Taking advantage of others was dangerous. These things must be taken clearly, otherwise, it was just planting a bomb for oneself.

Stella wouldn't accept them unless he clarified.

"Seriously, is this necessary?" Bran was exasperated, "What can you offer that the Porras family lacks?"

Stella asked with a smile, "If you lack nothing, why do you persist in getting close to us?"

"You... that's not cool, we're friends, aren't we?"

"Clear accounts make good friends. I never make friends with people of unclear origin."

Bran was choked, his face flushed red. He thought for a while, and after a while, he said, "I don't need any supplies, just consider it a favour to the Porras family. If you have a chance to return it in the future, do it, if not, it's okay too."

"What if you ask me to commit murder or arson?"

Bran nearly choked on his own blood, "With all the bodyguards in the Porras family, if we really wanted to commit murder or arson, it wouldn't be your turn."

Stella was cautious. She closed the door and went upstairs to find Jasper.

After a moment's thought, Jasper said, "The Porras family probably doesn't know about your Arcadia, they probably think we have connections, so they want to get close to us, just to keep their options open."

The apocalypse was real. If you were capable enough, people would naturally want to get close to you. Sometimes a piece of news, or a helping hand from others, can bring benefits or escape from death.

Stella thought the same, "Should we take the radiation suits?"

"We can." Jasper analyzed, "If you don't accept, the Porras family will still find other ways to get close, better to accept and let them rest assured, and you can also get some peace."

So Stella accepted the radiation suits and said to Bran, "Thanks."

Bran smiled, it was a bit satisfying. How to put it, he seemed to realize that every time he approached the 50th building, something unfortunate would happen, so after completing the favor, he disappeared swiftly.

What annoyed Stella was that although Bran didn't deliberately appear, his dog took his place.

The mastiff came every day, barking twice at the front gate. It didn't sound like a challenge, but more like a call.

Dog language was hard to understand, so she let them sort it out. She opened the door, and let Cooper out.

Cooper rushed out immediately, knocking the mastiff to the ground. The tall and large Mastiff didn't resist, but lay prone on the ground.

Stella was a bit taken aback, "Is it here to submit?"

In the apocalypse, even people would form gangs, not to mention dogs that love to group together.

Jasper pondered, "Probably."

No matter how aggressive Cooper got, even using his claws to nudge the mastiff, the mastiff just wouldn't retaliate. Instead, it rolled over, exposing its soft belly in a display of submission.

Stella understood this canine language. It was a sign of surrender.

Bran, and his dog, they were acting the same way.

In terms of combat, Cooper was fearless. But this situation was throwing him off. He nudged the mastiff's belly with his paw but the big dog wouldn't budge.

Stella thought the mastiff might have some other thoughts. She took out her binoculars to examine it more closely, only to find out that he and Cooper were both males, completely ruling out any attraction between different sexes.

Cooper, with his cool and dignified demeanor, turned around and strutted back into the house.