18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 435

Jasper was still reeling from Blue Blue's astonishing behavior. "Maybe," he muttered, half to himself.

Blue Blue, the Queen of the Ocean, knew these waters like the back of her fluke. Blue whales were not just massive; they were brilliant too, with memories that rivaled the best of us. And this one? She could hold a grudge like no other. The scars she bore were likely from a solo showdown with some thugs. She wasn't just after revenge for her calf; she remembered the exact aircraft that had attacked her. That's why she rammed it to smithereens. Capturing a blue whale wasn't something a couple of scrawny boats could pull off.

So, Blue Blue's vengeance quest had only just begun.

True to form, as the submarine tailed her, Blue Blue didn't glance back but moved forward at an unhurried pace.

Stella couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. "It saw us fighting those thugs yesterday. Is it coming to us today for an alliance?"

Jasper pondered. "If Blue Blue can really find their hideout, an alliance is definitely on the table."

Marine life never failed to amaze.

Sub 2688 trailed Blue Blue for hours. Stella noticed the currents shifting. Perhaps the unusual underwater terrain was causing the water to slow down. Soon, the sub's alarm system beeped, warning of the seabed getting shallower and the risk of running aground. No wonder the current slowed; a submarine mountain was redirecting the flow.

Blue Blue surfaced to breathe, showing no desire to go further. Had they arrived?

Stella and the crew observed from the ocean floor but saw no sign of the thugs' aircraft or human activity. She activated the periscope, quietly scanning the surface. The feedback was quick, and she zoomed in on the footage of the sea.

Far in the distance, dark dots resolved into a massive cargo ship. Nearby were two fishing boats, not particularly large but ominously occupied.

The thugs, armed and covered in unsightly lumps, were crawling all over the deck. Was this their hideout, or were they hijacking another ship?

"Big sis, that's one of our ships," Rosie exclaimed, pointing at the lettering on the cargo vessel.

in, confirming Rosie's observation. No wonder Blue Blue had slowed down; they had

cargo ship held people with Eastern faces, all gaunt and emaciated. The thugs were herding everyone onto the deck, cursing

and grotesque, the thugs

after a long pause. He was good at reading lips

have come from an official base to

either became appetizers or pawns, used as bait to rob other

three of

shook gently. Blue Blue was

thought for a second. "How many thugs

see, there are 23 on the two fishing boats and the cargo ship. There

50 thugs to hijack a cargo ship? Survival was indeed

people are on that cargo

large, capable of carrying thousands, but

should be

they were taken to the thugs' lair, their fate was grim. They must have known, which was

periscope. "What do you think? Should we take them all out at once

considered. "If we let them return to their den, they'd grow stronger and

with land submerged, there was still a sense of belonging. Internal conflicts should be resolved internally. Birds of a feather flock together. When the disaster is external, there's no need to

people-Mark, Collin, Dr. Garcia, Daniel, and the countless others who had sacrificed to keep survivors alive. And now, were they

cold-hearted, she couldn't stand by

to set," Stella said, looking through the observatory window. "Shall we make our move under the cover of

formulate a

weapons from Arcadia's arsenal-explosives, incendiary bombs, assault rifles,

her vigil. "Brother, sister-in-law,