18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 245

Thankfully, the glass was bulletproof, or Stella would've met her maker right then and there.

Collin and the others were scared out of their wits, but Jasper kept his cool and focused on driving. He was impressively calm under pressure.

The vehicle was heavily modified. Not only was the glass bulletproof, but the tires were puncture-proof as well.

Of course, if it wasn't for Collin and the others, Stella would've probably insisted on stopping and making sure those robbers were sent straight to hell. The criminal gang was everywhere, but the researchers and their medicine were more important. No need to stir up unnecessary trouble.

When they arrived in Swan Hill, this once bustling metropolis, all that remained were a handful of sturdy buildings amidst a sea of broken ruins and the blinding glare of sunlight reflecting off shards of glass. Its tragic history was even more harrowing than that of Griffith. Words and images could hardly do it justice.

Desolation, sorrow, and utter despair.

Buildings had crumbled, walls had fallen, but there were still survivors holding on. They either lived in makeshift shelters or dug holes beneath the rubble. Stella turned away, not wanting to see any more of this tragedy.

Guided by Collin, the Hummer pulled up to a building not far from the city center. The research institute had collapsed, and this was a temporary replacement they had found.

As they returned safely, several staff members emerged from the building, "Did you find anything?"

"We did, but it was extremely dangerous. We were lucky that some kind-hearted people helped us, or we would've been done for in Mount Greenwood."

Collin thanked them again, making sure to tell Jasper which areas of Swan Hill were particularly dangerous and to be avoided at all costs.

Jasper simply nodded, turned the vehicle around and drove off.

Compared to Griffith, Swan Hill was relatively safer. It was not only home to the military headquarters but also had a larger number of troops maintaining order. Due to numerous roadblocks, it took them an hour to leave the city and find the road leading to Lincoln.

Stella didn't want Jasper to be tired out, so she took over driving.

heat, nearby cities would travel to the military base in Lincoln for water. The road was well-maintained and much smoother than within

with Collin and his team, they didn't dare to eat even basic toast, let alone a hamburger or a hot dog. And even then, their food was rationed. Jasper was enjoying a meat sandwich, making sure to hand Stella one so she wouldn't

"Arf!"

want

help but laugh. There was never a dull moment

Stella savored the sandwich, she turned on the car's music and

she could swallow, Jasper suddenly warned,

Stella would've sprayed her

to be on the road. Jasper's expression turned grave, "It's a spike

need to guess, they had run into professional

and official bases. It

survivors and vehicles would pass by.

water convoys from various cities, fearing reprisal from the military

base did send troops to suppress the bandits, but these

However, either they were robbed on their way, or they couldn't hold on without any food. As a result, they grouped together and became bandits themselves, turning their weapons towards other survivors who were in the

binoculars. Sure enough, a spike strip, more than three meters long and covered with sharp steel spikes, lay

impact sound echoed, and a bullet mark appeared on the side window. It seemed they were

temper flared, and she took out her weapon and explosives from Arcadia. Since they didn't want to give her a chance to

her anger, she remained rational and

out the

testing their patience. If they were so confident in their spike strip, they could try to get Stella out of the vehicle. Eventually, the other side lost their patience. From around the corner, over twenty people emerged from behind a

and baseball bats. Their faces were cold, and their

walked towards

"Apart from the leader, the others

A ragtag bunch!