18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 386

Stella never thought she'd run into an old friend at the Kindle Society-a guy named Sam.

Sam pushed through the doors, clearly stunned to find not just one but two familiar faces in such an unexpected place. His surprise was evident, a bright smile spreading across his face. Stella raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "You guys are here too?"

Sam's grin had a hint of sadness. "No, it's just me and a few of the guys from the old block."

Stella's curiosity piqued. "What about Mark and your dad?"

"Deputy Mayor Howard took the folks from Griffith over to Goldbridge. My dad and the rest are all there... It's just that we..."

Parents always want the best for their kids, to lay down the foundation for their future.

Christian didn't want to be a burden on his son, so he suggested that Sam head to the Kindle Society. It wasn't just him. Any young, able-bodied person from the Eastwood Eden community was encouraged to join the Society. Sam and his dad had been each other's rock for years, but with his father getting on in years and natural disasters wreaking havoc, who knew how much time they had left.

Sam disagreed with leaving, but Christian was adamant. If his son refused to go, he'd rather stay in Griffith and let the volcanic eruptions take him.

Torn between agony and duty, Sam eventually agreed to his father's wishes.

Stella, knowing Sam for years, expressed her concern. "You all made it out okay during the evacuation?"

The mention of the disaster brought back a flood of memories. It was a blessing in disguise, yet thinking about it still sent shivers down his spine.

The satellite collision with Mount Oak came out of nowhere, and the government's decision to evacuate was just as abrupt. Most residents were reluctant, so the evacuation was slow, and complications kept cropping up. They didn't start moving until around noon, and just as they'd made some distance, Mount Oak erupted. The evacuation convoy had to speed up desperately.

After a half-day's journey, as they were about to leave Swan Hill by evening, the volcanic ash had spread, and they could only press on while covering their noses and mouths.

Then, out of nowhere, a once-in-a-century sandstorm hit.

Thankfully, they were still within the city limits, so the buildings slowed the storm's impact. Everyone took shelter inside, avoiding what could have been a catastrophic loss of life.

for days, eventually blowing the volcanic ash

came the torrential rains. The city was spared from landslides, dodging

rain stopped,

crossroads, Sam and the others knelt to bid farewell to their elders, holding back tears

base. However, the military enlistment tests were incredibly stringent; they all failed and had to settle for labor

today to buy

not just for themselves, but also to honor their parents' hopes and sacrifices. Thinking of how his father had entrusted him with the bulk of their supplies, Sam didn't dare

on, to honor his father, to have the chance to

moved. "One day, you'll

pleasantries, Sam hurried off to purchase the escape pod. Walking back, Stella frowned slightly, then couldn't help but

looked puzzled. "What's

around. "I feel like

the kind of credits we're talking

not that," Stella said, unable to shake the odd feeling that this wasn't just some scavengers'

alert, though

I'm just

their little homestead, Jasper got to work studying the

withstanding storms at sea, complete with riveting capabilities, and several control screens. In

could guarantee they wouldn't be separated in a major disaster, so Stella didn't

Cooper barked in agreement.

manual, summarizing the requirements and precautions, he gave an oral briefing to Stella, Rosie,

a deep-sea dock, a place off-limits to civilians and heavily guarded by

advance, and the military

early, had breakfast, packed some provisions,

the B section gate, after waiting for about ten minutes, a military jeep pulled up, and the window

was surprised to see it was the same

greeted them with a smile. "Jasper,

was confused. "You're picking us

found all that rare metal, solving a crisis at the military factory, the brass wanted to meet you to express their gratitude."