18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 392

Chapter 392

After Cody and his crew left, Stella sank into the couch, leaning quietly against Jasper's shoulder.

Jasper wrapped an arm around her. "What's up?"

"I'm just really happy, content," Stella said, hugging his neck. "Jasper, thank you."

He chuckled. "Thank me for what?"

"For everything." Stella smiled at him. "For meeting, getting to know each other, falling in love, being understanding, forgiving..."

Everything felt so perfect. She wanted it to last forever, to grow old together without parting.

Jasper held her close, his heart filled with contentment.

In the kitchen, Rosie pretended not to notice her brother and sister-in-law's intimacy as she washed the dishes. She saw nothing, knew nothing.

But Cooper, the rascal, was sneakily peeping from the doorway. Rosie dragged him back by his ear, "Not allowed."

The next day, waking up naturally, Stella savored Rosie's homemade oatmeal and chatted with Jasper. "We don't have much on today. How about we haul the coal back?"

The base was about fifty kilometers from the coal yard, and with many places needing coal, trucks made the trip regularly, which was relatively safe.

Jasper had no objections; it was better to bring it back early and store it in Arcadia to avoid any potential issues.

After their home had been tampered with, they couldn't take any chances. Anything of value needed to be secured.

Jasper plucked a few hairs and stuck them in the door jamb as they left.

The road to the coal yard was clear, but the muddy track was so rutted and bumpy from repeated use that it nearly shook their guts out.

Armed soldiers guarded the coal yard, which was operated by the Kindle Society, and all the office staff were military dependents.

were offenders not bad enough to be executed but still required to pay their debt through labor. If manpower was short, survivors from the base would also be

the center, and the coal yard staff quickly arranged

turn finally came. Loading seventy tons of coal wasn't a

were loaded and ready to

truck meant they couldn't

there, night was falling

a voice crackled over the radio, "Sis, we're being

a shadowy figure on a

frowned, "The Cyclone

it," Rosie kept watch. "Seems like some

interacted with the outside world; she had no

up in bulletproof vests, helmets, and even the truck windows were swapped for bullet-resistant

it came to defending

coal or had other plans, they kept

heading back to the base, Stella directed

as the military convoy split off, the

the road, and Stella stepped out to

with Cooper, sat down for a

we deliver the coal

safe. Let's call it a

the air, human and canine alike, with Cooper's deep rumbling snore sounding as if not even

flap, but a faint noise

darkness, he saw nothing and

only to feel the cold touch of metal against the back of

as she toyed with a weapon. And

the tent, the snoring

realized then-it was

warned that this group was tough, so they'd brought extra men. Now, they were

Jasper

stepped forward, gun aimed, her

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