18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 454

The outline of something pressed against the fabric of Stella's pocket, revealing its shape... it looked like... a gun!

No one dared to mess with Stella after that; eyes shifted away in silent understanding. In these times, it's best not to poke the bear. Forget about trying to find an easy mark, or it might be your last mistake.

The ferry sped across the water, and by the time they arrived at Area A, Jasper had just 10 minutes before his shift started. He hurried off to check in.

Huh, when did old Mr. Howell start playing lapdog? The boss is a guy, for crying out loud.

The admin guy at East Base looked about forty-five, appeared rather lean, but carried himself with a military bearing. Definitely not the kind of guy who'd be chasing tail.

Hmph, just wait until we're back home; I'll sort him out.

Jasper, with Stella by his side, introduced her with ease, "This is my wife."

The boss, Mr. Jiang, used to run things at East Base and was now the second-in-command at Ocean Point Naval Station. He was the one who interviewed Jasper the day before and seemed quite impressed, saying Jasper reminded him of his younger self. Stella pondered that everyone loves a pretty face, even battle-hardened officers. Mr. Jiang was all good and funny, except for being a bit on the short side, like a skinny cucumber. Even shorter than Stella, he probably just made the cut for the draft. Justice had seen all kinds in his lifetime, and it only took a glance for him to recognize that these two were no ordinary folks. With so much work to be done at the base, his job was to scout for talent.

He couldn't help but talk shop, "Mrs. Ginger, may I ask where you were employed before? Would you be interested in serving the base? We can discuss compensation."

Stella smiled, "Thanks for the generous offer, but I was just a student before the calamity struck. Honestly, I'm not skilled in anything."

Justice's smile was as serene

a beat. How did he know? Did they exchange

turned serious, and he saluted Stella and Jasper, "Comrades, thank you for

brought back the

saluted them as a sign of gratitude, "Thank you both, not only for letting a hero return home but also for sharing the coordinates

be remembered. So he not only asked but did so in detail, although there wasn't much Hans knew. Exchanging glances, Jasper spoke up,

the incident again. Before telling Hans and the others, the trio and their dog had aligned their stories. Stella repeated it, "When the plane went down, our submarine just happened to be surfacing for air. He... he passed away from a

in the eighth year after the disaster and had been reassigned to an administrative position. The team had risked everything searching

people, thanks in no small part to

the hospital systems hadn't collapsed, if only

lost too many medical staff. We're in dire need. Would you

couldn't be too hasty in her response, "Does the

got emergency supplies left, but the medicinal herb cultivation area is up and running. We'll overcome the shortage sooner or

field. You're already short on medicine; it wouldn't do to let a novice like me botch things up." Justice caught on; she wasn't

"You make a good point, Stella, but you're being too modest.

in the

and Stella didn't want to distract him. Instead, she took a stroll around Area A and stumbled upon a trading

the salt from evaporated