18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 409

From thyroid to bladder, they checked everything that could be checked.

Stella took her time going over the results, feeling pretty confident that Jasper was in good health. Then she called Rosie in with a smile, "Your turn, kiddo." Rosie was also given a clean bill of health and skipped out of the room happily.

Jasper walked in next, his face the picture of seriousness, "Stella, take off your clothes."

Stella, caught completely off guard, "..."

What she didn't expect was that two months later, just as she was about to wrestle with the CT scanner, new neighbors showed up.

From who knows where, they arrived with SUVs and motorcycles, over thirty people in total.

They looked worn out and haggard.

When a dust-covered RV appeared in front of them, they excitedly gathered around, "Anyone home?"

Survivors who made it to the high plains with vehicles like these were definitely not your average folks.

Stella didn't want to deal with them, but the strangers kept getting closer, their eyes flashing with excitement and calculation.

Two of them discreetly pulled out guns.

Clad in a bulletproof vest and helmet, Stella opened the RV door, her eyes cold and merciless, "Need something?"

The leader, a middle-aged man, stepped forward with a smile, "Sorry to bother you, we just migrated here, and our vehicle's out of fuel. We're out of water and food. Could you spare some?" "No." Stella was impatient, dismissing them, "Move along!"

Nothing at all? They weren't blind.

Their clothes were new and clean, their complexions fair without the high-altitude sunburn, and even the body armor and helmets looked fresh.

Surviving off an RV in style surely meant a wealth of supplies.

The middle-aged man wasn't deterred by the rejection and shamelessly persisted, "Please help us out. We're all in this together, you know? If not fuel, then some water would do; we're dying of thirst here."

As he spoke, the crowd behind him exchanged looks, and those with hidden guns tried to move forward under the cover of the group.

could get close, however, gunshots

bullets swept past the man's

his shoes were pierced, and he could

fell to his knees, terrified, with a telltale wetness

had the chance

fired yet, she

expecting to be met with gunfire, stumbled back

the submachine gun, stepped forward, "Still want

Stella followed suit, revealing her own weapon with a fierce look, "Don't think you're invincible with a couple of toys

Goodness, two submachine guns!

out popped Rosie with a smile, holding a grenade, "Hello,

left out, emerging with a bomb in his mouth,

crowd gasped, feeling a chill

no need for such a big show, right?" "Surviving through the apocalypse, and you still treat others like fools?" Stella scoffed, "Those two with the pathetic guns, if you dare to move, believe me, I'll

the group

sake of our shared skin and eyes, I'll let you

man led his group away in a

a

came in frowning, "Brother, sister-in-law, those folks set up camp a kilometer

far was impressive. Where else

they

weren't afraid, but fear was useless in

one dog living well, guessing there must be a water source, and their thieving hearts weren't dead. If they truly had nowhere else to turn, they might strike when least expected. If she

they talked amongst themselves, some even glanced

was on alert, "We need

set up

half a

years, could now handle her own. Stella let her take over the lookout

indeed came asking politely across the

they didn't dare to risk approaching, but after searching nearby and finding no

the water was? Anyway, Stella

were met