18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 441

Blue Blue circled playfully in the air, spraying mist from its spout and emitting a high-pitched, piercing sound that was much lighter and more cheerful than its previous mournful cries. Stella couldn't decipher what the sounds meant, but she could tell that Blue Blue was in a much better mood.

As the sound faded, the massive silhouette disappeared over the horizon. The trio and their dog watched it go, then settled down on the deck of the submarine to soak up some sunshine.

Rosie leaned against the railing, gazing into the distance. "Bro, sis, where to next?"

Stella didn't have an immediate answer. They'd been out at sea for quite a while, encountering all sorts of survivors. Some had died, others had scattered, and they still had no clear direction home. One thing was certain: they longed to set foot on solid ground again. Not sure what to do next, Jasper suggested, "Let's get away from these waters first, then we'll figure it out as we go."

Their experience in surviving at sea was extensive. They knew the currents here were tricky, and any significant weather change could easily lead to disasters, having already claimed many lives. They all agreed to move away from this area first and figure out their plans once they found calmer waters.

They set sail immediately, and after three cautious days, they finally left the treacherous region behind.

Living underwater for so long could mess with anyone's mind, but they managed well. Stella had stopped keeping Arcadia a secret and now took half-hour breaks there daily unless special circumstances arose. They'd walk on the grass, pick fruits and vegetables, or tend to the medicinal herb garden.

or on land. They shared laughs

for any dangers before surfacing for maintenance. They'd set up a parasol, install a

a deck chair and munching on a lemon chicken drumstick, suddenly pointed skyward. "Bro,

drifted into view. In Stella's memory, such colossal airships were relics from World War II, yet here it was, repurposed

filled with hydrogen, and

it fall out of the

aloft for a long time, but it's very dangerous if it catches fire or starts

drifted by slowly. One day, while Stella was napping, their sonar detected several obstacles ahead, and there were quite a few. Their shapes were peculiar and immobile-not seabed rocks or marine life forms. Stella examined the sonar images closely and frowned. "They

these weren't ordinary containers. They were significantly larger. Jasper speculated, "Could

seed vaults, and perhaps a submarine had passed through here, releasing the vaults to the seafloor during an uncontrollable storm. By the shape, they did resemble seed vaults, but

calm and clear, with no sign of impending storms. Moving slowly to get a better look, Stella used a telescope to confirm they were indeed containers, but about half the size of seed vaults, with roughly a dozen visible. They were likely large cargo containers that had fallen from a ship during a storm, crafted post-disaster due to their size. Ordinary survivors

Stella realized these too must be essential supplies. Seeing her contemplation,

no turbulent waves, the seabed wasn't too complex, and there were no dangerous marine creatures in sight. Looking at the containers resting on the ocean floor, Stella thought of Daniel and Cody Lukas, who had grown more assertive after joining the naval submarine unit,

"Let's give it a try." With nothing else pressing, who knew what useful supplies might be found inside? These were important