Chapter 455

Justice frantically rummaged through his pockets until he found the vial, which, to his dismay, was empty.

"Damn, I'm out of meds."

In desperation, he shouted, "Does anyone have some nitroglycerin or anything?"

His cries echoed, but after a decade of catastrophe, who would still have such medicine?

Panic ensued. "Quick, turn back to the hospital!"

The commander, Staff Chief, halted everyone, gasping for air, "I'm fine, just need to rest. The hospital's out of supplies, don't bother them. We've got more important work to do today." Just listen to him-out of medicine and he didn't say a word.

He didn't want to go back, but others insisted out of concern.

Stella watched the Staff Chief, whose age wasn't far from Daniel's.

After hesitating for a moment, she stood up and said, "I have some."

It was true. She had kept a few vials for herself when concocting pills for Daniel, just in case.

She pulled out a vial from her bag and handed it over.

The bottle was unmarked except for a label that read: "Nitroglycerin."

Given the leader's life was at stake, Justice was skeptical, "Are these really nitro pills?"

Stella retrieved the vial, "They're from South Base Pharmaceutical. If you don't trust it, give it back."

Justice, desperate, snatched it back, "Just asking, I trust you."

They all lived on the base, and her husband worked in Area A; she wouldn't mess around.

He sniffed the bottle's contents, which seemed to match the usual medicine the commander took.

The other officers were also concerned about safety, but the urgency of the situation left little room for doubt, and there was no guarantee that making it to the hospital would be timely. It was worth a shot.

the Staff Chief to place them under

until, five minutes later, the Staff Chief's color improved, and they let out a

the corner, "Stella, I was out of line earlier

nothing." Stella extended her

and your hubby are young and healthy; you don't need this. How about you sell it

""Not for sale."

"Name your price."

said not for

my

"Even if I can't pull it off, I have connections

remained firm, "Not for

before the disaster. The Staff Chief served there in his younger days before moving to East Base, and you're from the South too, right? What

bureaucrat to turn coal into diamonds with

it, just looked

twinkled with cunning, "Without special approval, could you

his

spoke softly, "My request is simple. Three

the military base-one slot per person. Securing extra rooms was

was taken aback, thinking he had

"Done. I'll arrange

growing base and the relatively few survivors, there was no shortage of

deal, he added, "Area B4 is nice, but as more survivors come, you might run into noisy neighbors. I'll move you to Area B2, where military personnel live. They're either on missions or working, so you won't be bothered." Stella agreed

satisfied with the

you have more pills? We

with her eyes closed, dismissed

back and nodded

Stella smiled back.

freely or too easily

for

B, and Justice

Stella walk away, "She's from South

nodded quickly, "A bunch from South Base have arrived, all part of the 'Seed Submarine Program,'

Not something just anyone

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