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."

eventually stomped his foot and agreed, "Fine, I'll stake my entire reputation on this. I'll do my best for

asking about the situation in Griffith, Stella arranged a meeting point for the

five hours, she was asking for

camps and chose less populated routes. She encountered a few groups of people on the road. Their eyes lit up at the sight of the moving vehicle. If

frail bodies, worn down by years of hardship, could barely keep them on their feet, let alone hijack a truck. They couldn't even keep up with the exhaust

out from behind a broken wall and

and didn't see the men hiding behind the broken wall, with knives

rushed out, with clubs in

didn't hesitate and drove in. There was nobody in

The job was simple but time-consuming. By the time she had filled the tanker, there was only an hour left before the trade. Stella left Arcadia, cautiously climbed the damaged building, and chose a spot

and two popsicles, she saw a pickup

safety, they'd brought four or five people. They were vigilant, watching all directions. Once she was sure they weren't

minutes later,

Monkey got out, "Hello?"

before Stella emerged from

looking dejected, grumbled, "You made me call in all the favors I had." But he had managed to modify the sprayer as

understand, "Mhm, mhm...mhm." She secretly recorded their conversation to

could have demonstrated it on the spot, "Rest assured. It'll work perfectly. The spray can reach over ten

also explained potential issues a novice might encounter and how to fix minor malfunctions, "If

thanked them, "My ride hasn't arrived yet. Could

she pulled Monkey aside and secretly

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

you. Keep

were pills. His eyes reddened in gratitude.