18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 484

Stella gazed at the figures in the distance, a wry smile crossing her lips as she was reminded of characters from her favorite drama series-the traitorous collaborators, only now they seemed to have taken on a more global flair. When they realized Stella was from the East, they sent three of their own to probe the situation.

Stella didn't mince words. "Beat it!"

Instead of anger, the trio seemed oddly pleased at her dismissal.

Dillyn, a master of appearances, nodded and bowed, the picture of polite attentiveness. "Folks, all comers are friends here. We're just looking to make connections."

Vietnam, visibly uncomfortable, stood as still as a statue, while Belarus wore a look of smug superiority, as if the world was theirs for the taking.

To Stella, they were nothing but a bunch of creeps. "I said, beat it!"

Belarus was fuming, ready to spew profanity, but Dillyn clamped a hand over his mouth, muttering a frustrated "Damn it."

Vietnam whispered a word of caution, "Ease up a bit, will you? We're all part of the same cultural sphere."

Belarus, unable to contain their disdain, spat out, "Psh, Confucius is ours, they dare to pilfer and still have the gall..."

Dillyn and Vietnam could only share a look of disbelief at their self-deluding companion. "Do you even care about the mission our leader entrusted us with?"

The mention of the 'big brother' made Belarus grudgingly fall silent.

Dillyn continued with a servile smile, "Friends from Australia, we come with sincere intentions. In times of hardship, those from the East should stick together for survival."

Stella almost laughed, "Who's 'us,' and where's 'there'?"

Sensing a sliver of hope, Dillyn proudly shared, "We represent Union Base, aiming to band together all survivors worldwide to weather this catastrophe. We have individuals from seventeen nations so far." Stella was not interested in his rosy rhetoric, "And who calls the shots at this base?"

"We believe in peace, democracy, freedom, solidarity..."

Stella was losing patience. "Who's in charge, talk or get lost!"

Dillyn's expression soured, but he still managed a smile: "It's China."

"What's required to join?"

to relocate to Union Base, surrender all your supplies and weapons. The base will

before admitting,

to eat inside

toe the line, you'll get your

time you

confused, unsure

all skin and bones. How long's it been since

hold back. "What do you mean

survival.

let you lick the plate clean? Or maybe you three are supposed to fight over it, and the winner gets to lick the

have sunk; there's no East

the shots-China is? They send you, and you come wagging your

was now a grimace, "So, you've decided against

it." Stella's gaze was icy as

dogs!"

from your place in the base too, spineless curs, obeying

couldn't have meat every day, but at least they enjoyed a communal hotpot

if it was just scooping from a communal pot, those Aussies in the base didn't even

should Australia be any better?

Belarus ranted, Jasper fired a shot that

pain and the shock sent Belarus tumbling to the ground,

accident and knew they were in

tongue and thinking that clinging to 'big

who didn't play by their rules,

enough, Belarus's frozen trousers made the

threatened, "You Australians, so ungrateful. You'll

he left, ignoring Belarus-better to save the food than waste it on the

about uniting all survivors. Why leave your buddy behind?" Belarus continued to curse

irked by the noise, "Shut up. The whole world is

drama over, Stella and

exaggerate their story, and with Russia's recent trouble, they anticipated their own confrontation soon. They called Rosie over to discuss battle plans, not

the snow, its gaze icy and intent. Approaching