18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 380

The tarp was yanked back, revealing a truck bed filled with weathered barrels caked in mud and rust. Each container looked like it had survived a bombing raid, dented here and bulging there. The warehouse worker couldn't help but wonder-what on earth was inside?

He scrubbed off the mud, chipped away at the rust, and finally, the emblem on one of the barrels came into view Titanium?

He cleaned a few more, revealing Tungsten, Beryllium...

"My God, these were rare metals-the kind the base had been scouring the earth for, with no luck. Production at the factory was hanging by a thread.

The worker's jaw nearly hit the floor. "All of this, in both trucks?"

"Yep." Stella wiped her dirt-streaked face, her voice tinged with urgency and anxiety. "Buddy, are these any good to you? We busted our backs and bet the farm to trade for these. If they're useless, we're done for." Considering the barrels' shabby state, the worker wasn't sure whether the contents were still intact.

"I honestly don't know." He got caught up in Stella's dramatic demeanor and grew nervous himself. "Hold tight, I'll get some folks from the research and testing department over here."

He dashed into the office and radioed for assistance.

After briefing the situation, he reminded them, "Yes, yes, it's two trucks full-send someone quick."

These metals were like industrial MSG-a pinch in the mix and you're golden. And this-this was a motherlode!

Twenty minutes later, a vehicle rolled up, unloading a few uniformed personnel.

As they caught sight of the two trucks' worth of barrels, their jaws dropped in shock.

The team leader, snapping out of his amazement, commanded: "Let's move, get these unloaded and sampled for testing."

The trading hub's staff scrambled to help.

Stella hurried over. "Hey, where are you taking our stuff? You haven't even weighed it yet. You aren't thinking of swiping it, are you?"

worry, we're not thieves. Rare metals just need special storage. The last few years have been rough, and we need to test each one to make sure they're usable." Stella frowned. "How long will

three hours to get results. If it's all good, we'll need

taking the cargo,

they carefully pried off the lids, revealing the refined powder inside, the experts were thrilled-the

suggested near certainty about the condition of the metals, but scientific testing was still

hours, the trading center's staff needed to clean

that wasn't

trio and their dog weren't idle

a bit rough, causing the barrels to roll on the ground, the workers called out anxiously, "Easy there, easy!

workers skipped lunch, focused on meeting the testing department's demands, cleaning

throughout the trading center, attracting lone scavengers and groups eager for news. Seeing the haul, they were consumed

bounty could secure a lifetime's

Jasper with feigned camaraderie. "Buddy, where'd you score this loot? Let

miss, need a strong arm or a loyal companion? Whether you

face darkened.

frazzled. "Get

mad, declared,

teeth with a growl. "Woof!

word, drew his gun and

impenetrable trio and their dog, the group reluctantly

chuckled. "Don't let it get to you. You'll get

but with

some folks always think they're the exception, endlessly attempting to schmooze and ally

these nuisances was becoming a

and their dog retreated to their truck to rest

results came in fresh from the lab, and the trading department was notified the

you. The rest, you'll get your results in two days. Just bring your receipt to claim your points."