18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 227

After about half an hour of waiting, Stella was sweltering in the heat when Monkey finally arrived, driving a truck marked as hazardous material. "Sorry to keep you waiting." He huffed, jumping out of the truck, "The roads were terrible. Had to take a detour."

"Driving this thing around, you're not afraid of scaring folks off?"

"Well, no choice there," Monkey wiped his sweat and explained, "It's actually a water tanker. The boss had it repainted and labeled as hazardous material." With a water tanker now, the refugees, parched and desperate, would tear it apart.

Stella inspected the vehicle before finally speaking, "I need your help with something."

Help? She actually said help? Monkey was flabbergasted, "Just say the word! I'd go through hell and high water for you."

"I need a high-powered sprayer."

"A sprayer? From the way you're talking, it sounds like you need an agricultural sprayer."

Stella thought for a moment, "Yes, something with a strong spray."

Monkey frowned, "Those machines are heavy and hard to move. They were flooded and ruined during the flood. It'd take at least half a month to find one." "I need it now."

"Even if you chopped me up, I couldn't get it that fast." Monkey looked defeated, "I can find a broken one and try to fix it up for you, but it'd still take time."

"I don't need the entire machine. Just fix the sprayer." Stella couldn't wait any longer. She threatened, "I'll give you five hours. If you can't deliver, you can forget about this water."

"Ah!!!" Monkey shrieked in alarm, instantly flustered, "How could you threaten me like this? If I don't get this water, Austin is sure to kill me!"

"If you don't want to die, then figure it out."

foot and agreed, "Fine, I'll stake my entire

in Griffith, Stella arranged a meeting point

off immediately. Only five hours, she

groups of people on the road. Their eyes lit up at the sight of the moving vehicle. If they could hijack the truck and steal the gasoline,

bodies, worn down by years of hardship, could barely keep them on their feet, let

who tried to stage a robbery, suddenly charging out from behind a broken wall and lying

the world. Couldn't they come up with a more modern way to scam? Did they think she was blind and didn't see the men hiding behind the broken wall, with knives in hand? Stella didn't brake, instead accelerating towards them. If you love lying on the ground so much, then

rushed out, with clubs in hands. Unfortunately, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't outrun

agreed-upon location, a dilapidated, cracked building, Stella didn't hesitate and drove in. There was nobody

was only an hour left before the trade. Stella left Arcadia, cautiously climbed the damaged building, and chose a spot

popsicles, she saw a pickup slowly appearing at the end

it was Monkey and his team. For safety, they'd brought four or five people. They were vigilant, watching all directions. Once she was sure they weren't followed, Stella took the water tanker

later, the pickup

Monkey got out, "Hello?"

a moment before

and looking dejected, grumbled, "You made me call in all the favors I had." But he had managed to modify the sprayer as she'd requested. They brought down the machine, showed her

pretended to understand, "Mhm, mhm...mhm." She

could have demonstrated it on the spot, "Rest

also explained potential issues a novice might encounter and how to fix minor malfunctions, "If there's a problem, just contact us.

ride hasn't arrived yet.

to check the water, she pulled Monkey aside and secretly handed him two

pack of antibiotics. Not much, but considering the current market, they were

for you. Keep it

eyes