18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 385

When Stella and Jasper strolled into the workshop, the staff member's face lit up. "The test results are in, and I was just about to notify you guys."

To their delight, everything had passed inspection.

Working around the clock, racing against natural disasters, they produced more boats, life pods, and submarines, all in a desperate effort to save as many survivors as possible.

After making sure all the delivery paperwork was sorted, Stella signed off with a flourish and stamped her approval.

With documents in hand, she headed to the points redemption center. The clerk's eyes practically popped out as he double-checked the figures before inputting the nine-digit score into the system. Impressive. Stella was now the wealthiest scavenger in history.

Actually, except for the top brass at the base, she was the richest person around.

The clerk, with a cautious smile, reminded her, "You've got a ton of points on your card; you might want to spend some of them soon."

Feeling flush with wealth, Stella strutted through the streets with the confident swagger of someone who owed nothing to anyone, making her way straight to the official marketplace.

Her luck must have been out the door, for upon entering, she was greeted by Julia's sour face.

Julia's heart nearly leapt out of her chest at the sight of Stella.

This time, Stella was far from disheveled; her face was clean and pale, looking like she had spent a fortune on skincare. Even though Julia was over a year younger, the harshness of the disasters seemed to have left Stella largely unscathed. Next to Stella, Julia, who usually prided herself on her superiority among colleagues, instantly looked like a haggard housewife.

And just her luck, the chatty coworker couldn't help but gossip, "Julia, is this your sister? She's so young and pretty, and she looks just like you."

"I don't know her," Julia managed to say, frustration coloring her tone. "My mom only had me. Don't spread rumors."

"Oh my gosh, you two look so alike, though," the coworker blurted out, oblivious. "But you know, she resembles Aunt Sonya even more."

before to bring Julia some sweets, sharing with all the colleagues, so her image was fresh in

sweets' was just a euphemism for cleaning up Julia's messes. Julia had managed

keen-eyed marketplace staff could tell something was amiss between Julia and Stella, suspecting there was a

whether it's the end of the world or just daily life, grievances and

her toes more than once. Lola wasn't about to let such an

fuming, gritted her teeth, "I told you, I don't

far away, shot a look sharp enough to cut, "What are you

approached Stella, "Welcome! How may I assist

to the chase, "I want

was taken aback,

Stella retorted, "But your advertisement on the screen

course," Lola recovered, "But, you know, a

blink,

guard, and she quickly called

sell submarines, but we'll need

in claiming they wanted to buy planes and submarines,

seven digits required a points

sleek black card. Indeed, seven-digit points meant a silver card, eight digits a gold card, and nine,

leading Stella with warmth

shock; they had never seen a black card in all their years

that? The first black card

with conversation, while Julia nearly

card? Why did Stella have

"Stella, as a strategic weapon, purchasing a submarine requires an

"Please wait a moment."

office to contact the strategic department

she emerged with a smile, "Stella, the submarine is