18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 445

In terms of monthly provisions, each survivor received three pounds of sweet potato or potato powder.

But let's be honest, it was just dried and ground sweet potatoes or potatoes-nothing fancy. The taste was nothing to write home about. The main goal was survival.

On top of that, the base allowed survivors to take on credit for three pounds of potato seeds, which could later be used to offset housing and supply debts once harvested.

The living quarters were cramped, barely enough room for three people and a dog to turn around.

Stella, having her own stash of supplies, was planning to get a room for each person.

The base was struggling, and offering credit was a huge concession to ensure as many people survived as possible. Stella didn't want to take advantage of their generosity since she had her own resources. Seeing Hope Point, which was a hundred times better than she had imagined, Stella felt a sense of relief. Humanity was much stronger than she had thought.

Unsure of how long they'd stay, Stella opted for a monthly rental. She pulled out nine pounds of aged cornmeal to pay for the rent and secured three pounds of potato seeds.

The staff, surprised by her wealth, smiled and asked, "We have other seeds available. Would you like to trade for some?"

So, Stella exchanged an additional three pounds of grain for a variety of vegetable seeds.

After processing the paperwork, the staff recorded their information and issued new resident IDs. Stella's number was 0012730.

With 14 billion people before the catastrophe and only 12,730 accounted for now, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions about the fate of the rest.

Impressed by their service, Stella asked, "Are there many survivors from South Base?"

"There are some," the staff replied. "A navy ship and a few submarines have arrived so far, but I believe more will come in time."

"Could you check

a quick search, the staff member responded,

anxiety washed over Stella, "What about the

such individuals but

"Daniel."

"No, I'm sorry."

was taken aback-how could that be? As a leader of South Base, Daniel should have known about East Base's mission to rebuild their homeland and should have arrived by now. Rosie, with a hint of

so," the staff found. "A ship

"Anyone named Dylan?"

"No."

checking for Austin and also finding no match, Rosie hid her disappointment

their A+ health check, Stella and the others were assigned to Area

to Area B, those with mental issues were placed in Area D, physical ailments in Area E, and those with

ask, "Comrade, will we always live at sea, or is there a chance

we'll build an island around them. Rest assured, we will return to solid ground." Stella wondered, as everything seemed

the sea and fighters in the sky,

Stella, Cooper, and Jasper made their way back

submarine remained at Area A, and they

base provided a ferry service running every three hours between

Cooper concealed in her backpack, preferred to avoid too much interaction with strangers, so they returned to the submarine to let Cooper out for some air. Discussing their living situation, Stella and Jasper agreed that the base's cramped quarters wouldn't suit

during the day to keep them safe from prying eyes. Thus, neither Stella

stowed Cooper in her backpack, and they set out in

rolling waves as

a distance, the octagonal structure of Area B seemed modest, but as they drew closer, the grandeur of the