18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 493

The entrance was so well-hidden that it could've easily been mistaken for a mere crack in the ship's hull, even in broad daylight. It was barely wide enough to squeeze through, and the door was rusted shut.

Stella, always the troublemaker, decided to make things interesting. She dumped two buckets of sulfuric acid inside, sealed the door, and strapped two bombs to it. Anyone trying to push the door open from inside would trigger the bombs, turning the whole area into an explosive nightmare.

After a thorough search, they found no other way in and headed for the main entrance. Considering the ether and sulfuric acid they'd just used, Stella pulled out a gas mask and strapped it on. They exchanged a determined glance and stepped through the blown-open gate.

Inside, it was pitch dark and bone-chillingly cold. The path sloped downward, littered with the bodies of base members and alligators. Using night-vision goggles, they cautiously moved forward, weapons at the ready.

After about half an hour, a faint light appeared. The red-eyed alligators had caused utter chaos, leaving a trail of blood and destruction. Jasper noticed a red light flickering in a hidden corner above the corridor. The base not only had power but also surveillance cameras. He didn't hesitate to shoot the camera, giving Stella a quick look to stay alert. They couldn't risk exposing Arcadia's secrets unless absolutely necessary.

The long passage ended, opening up to rows of identical-looking "well-shaped" buildings made of special materials, their flickering lights adding to the eerie atmosphere. The underwater base was unexpectedly large and designed like a labyrinth.

Unlike the bloody mess of the corridors, this area was spotless. The door handles were all the same, with no numbers or identifying marks. They stuck together, destroying any lights and cameras they found.

Jasper tried pushing a door, and after a few failed attempts, one finally opened. Inside stood a foreigner, eyes wide with shock. Before Stella could react, the man collapsed. He was still breathing faintly, likely poisoned. Stella finished him off, then surveyed the room. It was about ten square meters, empty except for a ventilation duct at the top. Jasper noticed the duct could be closed off, suggesting there might be other survivors.

red-eyed alligators hadn't breached this far. Stella noticed crisscrossing track marks on the floor and ceiling, realizing these buildings could move and

was a man's

hallway, a door swung open, releasing thick yellow smoke.

the coated rooms almost instantly. It was toxic and highly corrosive, beyond the protection of any standard gear. Jasper's

the exit was

tried the doors on either side, to no avail. With the yellow smoke

found the body.

it was pitch black. Stella quickly retreated into Arcadia. The poison was potent and corrosive, so they had to suit up in their best fully enclosed hazmat gear. They knew Union Base wouldn't be easy to infiltrate, but this was on another level. They were sweating bullets. This wasn't just a base; it was a full-blown biohazard facility. Thankfully, they had stockpiled hazmat suits before the disaster, but whether they could withstand the poison

but wonder if this was the same base where Russia had wiped out

the vents, it means the foundation has multiple levels, and the ventilation on this level doesn't threaten them."

living above ground wouldn't have been so bad, yet they

aimed to create

national plan. But somewhere

awry. Their

but

along with a slew of lackeys, finally settling in the Arctic to establish a