18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 127

Stella had anticipated it, but she feigned surprise nonetheless, "What are you talking about?"

"I've died once, and now I've been reborn."

No, no, no, this was not something she could handle. It was dangerous!

"This house belonged to my grandma. She passed away some years back, leaving the property to my mom. But both my parents died in a car accident, leaving young Rosie behind."

The nature of his special job meant that Jasper couldn't go home, so he had to have Rosie lived at his uncle's house.

Finally, when he was able to get some time off, he bought a ticket to return home to visit Rosie, but a superstorm hit and the train had to stop at Griffith for safety. No one could have predicted that this storm was the beginning of a great disaster.

As soon as he was sure he couldn't get home, he didn't hesitate to join the disaster relief efforts in Griffith. He saved people during the storm, transported supplies during the floods, and fought against the crime syndicates in the freezing cold.

In the negative seventy-degree cold, he finally made it home after enduring numerous hardships.

But there was no Rosie, just a clean, picked-over skeleton that hadn't been disposed of in time.

Despite experiencing such heart-wrenching pain, he still believed that not all survivors were monsters. Being a military policeman, he suppressed his grief and chose to stand with the nation.

He persisted for ten years, unable to count how much food he had given away, or how many people he had saved.

Initially, people were grateful to him, but later they complained about the lack of food and poor living conditions. How did he die?

After working tirelessly for 12 hours straight in the flood rescue operation, he saved a large group of people and was so exhausted. But he got slashed by a metal object submerged in the water.

When he got to shore, people gathered around him, expressing concern for his well-being. Later, as he developed a high fever and became delirious, their expressions began to change. They went from hoping he would recover, to hoping he would die quickly. Some, who were more impatient, even kept fiddling with the knives in their pockets.

Stella's head was buzzing; she thought her life was tragic enough, but his story... no wonder he was so ruthless when he fought.

of others." Jasper's voice was heavy, "I'm telling you all this and showing you

over a hundred cubic

of natural disaster. Given the chance to start anew, of course

afraid I'll steal

retorted, "Would

long as others don't covet

laid their cards on the

out to open the door, but he suddenly grabbed

a little dumbfounded, her mind in

he was finding it

we agree to be friends

still want to fight for a chance." Jasper had his reasons, "Plus, I don't think you feel

appropriate for us

it seemed even those

you didn't care about me at all, why did you take me into Arcadia at the risk of your own

when the storm hit. Shouldn't

your secret, would you have

Arcadia or spared his life afterwards, it

was wary of him, and the two were not contradictory. But it

Go home and think it over. If you

Once you've

like this,

a daze, Stella forgot to take the potatoes

home, she tossed and turned in bed, feeling restless. Was she attracted to Jasper? How could

it, but

and Lukas. He felt like a great partner, someone she could trust. But when they were dealing with The Chaos, he pulled

had taken a brick for

it in time, but he willingly tooka brick