18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

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.

four pills and instructed the Staff Chief to

their breath until, five minutes later, the Staff Chief's color improved, and they let out a collective sigh of

weight lift off his shoulders and sat next to Stella in the corner, "Stella, I was out of line earlier in the panic. I apologize, and

nothing." Stella extended

go, "You and your hubby are young and healthy; you don't need this. How about you sell

""Not for sale."

"Name your price."

said not for

my power, just

can't pull

remained firm, "Not

the Southern Military Command, headquartered at Swan Hill 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 a coincidence. He has life-saving ties with the

coal into diamonds

get it, just looked

twinkled with cunning, "Without special approval, could you have

back of his hand; submarines were strategic resources,

spoke softly, "My request is simple. Three more

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

taken

he quickly replied, "Done. I'll arrange three

few survivors, there was no shortage of

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

were satisfied

Justice was shrewd, "Stella, do you have more pills? We

her eyes closed, dismissed the idea, "You're

back and

Stella smiled back.

giving it freely or too easily would only

a fair deal for herself meant everyone

soon reached Area B, and Justice escorted the leaders off to

Chief watched Stella walk away, "She's

from South Base have arrived, all part

sub? Not something just anyone could