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.

and comfortable, whether on the submarine or on land. They

to scan the surface for any dangers before surfacing for maintenance. They'd set up

sunny afternoon, Rosie, lounging in a deck chair and munching on a lemon chicken drumstick, suddenly

into view. In Stella's memory, such colossal airships were relics from World War II, yet

his sister, "That's a Zeppelin, Rosie. It's filled with hydrogen, and the big ones can

"Could it fall out of the

for a long time, but it's very dangerous

these times of disaster, no escape tool was utterly safe; survival was a matter of luck. The three of them, along with their dog, occasionally looked up, watching the slow-moving airship until it vanished from sight. Time drifted by slowly. One day, while Stella was napping,

ordinary containers. They were significantly larger. Jasper speculated, "Could

had manufactured many seed vaults, and perhaps a submarine had passed through here, releasing the vaults to the seafloor during an uncontrollable storm. By the shape,

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 wouldn't have the capacity to produce such

realized these too must be essential supplies. Seeing her contemplation, Jasper asked, "Shall we

with 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, their demeanor filled with pride.

With nothing else pressing, who knew what useful supplies might be found inside? These