18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 471

Chapter 471

After deciding what to do, Stella cleared out the cruise ship's supplies and used her powers to load all the cargo containers they had salvaged from the seabed onto its deck.

It was still early, so they decided to have a spicy hot pot feast. The spiciness was off the charts, sweat-inducing hot. But none of them could stop; their appetites were insatiable. As the sweat poured out, the tension inside them seemed to melt away. Home is where the heart finds peace, and it was time for a fresh start.

Before they knew it, 7:30 PM rolled around, and the submarine 2688 began to ascend slowly. They kept an eye on the sea surface through the periscope. By 7:40 PM, after confirming no threats or surveillance, the submarine surfaced and Stella, along with Jasper, suited up in their diving gear and jumped into the ocean.

They swam to a safe distance, and Stella summoned the cruise ship from Arcadia. As the cruise ship hit the water, a massive rush of waves sent them flying back. Jasper held onto Stella, dodging the forceful waves until they settled. They then swam back to the submarine, where Rosie pulled them up with a rope.

The submarine sank once more, monitoring the cruise ship in the distance through the periscope. Around 8:00 PM, searchlights began sweeping across the sea surface.

Stella watched the periscope's images intently, recognizing the approaching vessel as one of the base's patrol boats. Her anxiety only eased once she was certain they were safe. They were really leaving.

"Captain, there's an unidentified cruise ship ahead."

"Signal with lights."

"We've issued three warnings, but there's no response."

"Sound the horn and approach to investigate."

they closed in, they could faintly make out the cargo containers aboard the ship through their binoculars. The containers

those look like our

missions lately, especially not at night. Despite multiple attempts at communication and warnings, the cruise ship remained silent. The patrol

indeed the base's containers, but there's no one

himself. He shone his flashlight on

Impossible!

containers had been lost to the depths of the sea long ago! They had even discussed salvaging them

they were, perfectly lined up on the cruise ship. This

ship was spotless, not at all like a seasoned sea traveler. How did

he slapped himself three times,

couldn't stop him in time,

was no dream. This ship had appeared out

very tools the base needed for

under the red flag, the soldiers didn't believe in supernatural forces. The patrol boat's floodlights shone brightly, scanning the dark seas for any sign or trace. The wind was strong, and the waves were high. But there

Meanwhile, Stella's submarine, 2688,

was clear the vessel belonged to the base. Stella had not only returned all the containers but had also left behind some medical equipment, ultrasound machines, CT scanners,

corners, waiting to be unearthed by future generations. None of the five had medical equipment. So, Stella generously divided a third of her surplus and left it

30 accounted for, where were the rest? Warships, aircraft carriers, supply vessels... there were likely many survivors yet to be found. Stella never doubted humanity's will to survive. Australians were adept at self-rescue in the face of disaster, not waiting for a savior. She believed if there was one Ocean Point Naval Station, there would be a second, and a third...

had ended, that the base would succeed in its land reclamation project, and that survivors would one day

cover of darkness,

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