18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 418

Thank goodness we didn't bombard Rosie with too much info about natural disasters. Even so, Jasper felt a nervous twitch in his toes. "These waters are tricky, maybe another current's colliding with us. But we can't let our guard down; what if it hits again? We're sticking to the escape pod today." Stella pulled a packed lunch from her bag, "Don't stress so much. The world is vast, but nothing's more important than a good meal. Only with a full belly can we take on a storm."

Rosie, usually so vibrant, had been sheltered too much. Seeing so many survivors and their ships sink, and the overwhelming force of the storm, had rattled her deeply, leaving her with little appetite. Nature's wrath was harsh, but she had to learn to adapt.

Jasper handed her a calming drink, "Rosie, relax and get some sleep."

After sipping the drink, Rosie closed her eyes, but her grip on her brother's hand never loosened.

In the dead of night, she seemed to have a nightmare, muttering under her breath, sweat beading on her forehead, her body occasionally twitching.

Stella packed up the escape pod and transferred them to the submarine.

Though the Arcadia wasn't exactly spacious, it was at least safe.

Jasper laid his sister on a metal bunk and didn't forget to fasten the safety belt around her, just in case they hit another ocean tempest.

Stella was cautious by nature, "Ocean storms don't usually last too long, but the sea is unpredictable and dangerous. We've only got one sub; let's wait till tomorrow before venturing out." Arcadia was hers, and Jasper had no objections.

Not just Rosie, even Stella and Jasper, despite their two lifetimes, were facing such a capricious and dangerous marine disaster for the first time. To say they weren't shaken would be a lie. But with experience comes resilience, and they soon adjusted their mindset.

After securing everything, they headed to the neighboring quarters to sleep. Exhausted, they fell into a deep slumber.

Arcadia was serene and safe, but outside the storm raged on, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the ocean, like an enraged dragon, never ceased its roaring waves, as if trying to tear the world apart. Jasper set his alarm for five in the morning.

Concerned that the storm might still be raging, Stella made sure her safety belt was tightly fastened.

As the submarine submerged, the silence was profound.

It seemed the sea had thrown its tantrum and calmed down after wreaking havoc the night before-madness!

Stella climbed the ladder and emerged from the hatch.

At five in the morning, the horizon was tinged with the pale light of dawn.

was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the growing light of

the nature of the wild,

worried she might catch a cold, draped his jacket

left?" Stella leaned against him, gazing out at the sea, "Or is it possible that some places

was like a poppy flower, alluring yet

the solid

sat down beside her. "Even if there aren't,

coordinates, a light of hope seemed

was

but as long as they held onto the

was beautiful, the morning sun hung low, and the sea shimmered like it was sprinkled with

sight a little longer when Cooper called

fresh air, to witness the ocean's beauty after its tantrum had passed. Submerging

before her. Was this the

to the appropriate

two had no immediate plans to explore the ocean, so they

observation window, a

maw revealed rows

were both startled,

is special; the sharks outside

it was at the top of the submarine,

towards them,

a dozen. They were probably attracted by the current created by the submarine's

and no aggression, they seemed rather gentle

their menacing appearance, they seemed

recalling their ferocious hunting in the ocean, Stella felt a wave of nausea. Cute was not a word she could associate with them.

shape approached, causing Cooper to retreat

Stella almost

kind of

looked out the observation window at the creature. A huge body brushed past the submarine, causing it to wobble. Considering the weight