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.

of dawn, starting with a

the nature of the wild,

catch a cold, draped his jacket over her

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

a poppy flower, alluring

the solid ground

Jasper sat down beside her. "Even if there aren't, we have coordinates.

of those coordinates, a light of hope

there was no match for the prowess of the

they held onto the technology and

sun hung low, and the sea

but marvel at the sight a little longer when Cooper

made sure she came up for some fresh

up, astonished by the sight before her. Was this

to the appropriate depth

no immediate plans to explore the ocean,

observation window, a

maw revealed rows

were both startled, quickly

glass is special; the sharks outside

glass existed, but it was at the top

after charging towards them,

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

no aggression, they seemed rather gentle behind the observation window,

menacing appearance,

Cute was not a word she could associate with

dark shape approached, causing Cooper

and Stella almost lost her

some kind of ambush from

brushed past the submarine, causing it to wobble. Considering the