18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 557

Chapter 557

Years of surviving natural disasters had made everyone experts in staying alive. Stella, feeling her strength return, examined the seaweed closely. There were no signs of abnormal growth.

"Why don't we give it a try?" Amelia suggested.

No one objected; in fact, they were eager to try. They chose the healthiest-looking strand, washed it thoroughly, chopped it into pieces, and blanched it in boiling water for ten minutes. Then, they added a generous amount of salt and let it stew for a full hour.

An hour should be enough to kill any virus.

But when it finally came time to eat, there was a palpable hesitation. Jake, one of the team members, stood up decisively. "I'll go first."

With a bravery that bordered on recklessness, he grabbed a forkful of the seaweed and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and swallowing determinedly.

"How does it feel?" the others asked nervously.

Stella couldn't help but laugh. "Even if there were any viruses, they'd be dead by now. At worst, you might get an upset stomach, and I've got medicine for that. Don't worry too much."

Relieved, Amelia added, "Right, Stella's our medic."

After half an hour with no ill effects, Jake helped himself to another generous forkful. Another half hour passed, and he ate even more. After two hours without any sign of discomfort, Jake went for a whole bowl.

Stella finally intervened. "Moderation is key. Let's not actually ruin your stomach."

That night, Jake slept without any adverse reactions, and the group decided to have seaweed soup for breakfast the next morning. True to their plan, Stella and the others enjoyed a hearty seaweed soup the following day.

Kindle Chest had been retrieved, and Cole proposed they collect seaweed as a supplementary food source. Most of the seaweed

to return. Jasper agreed, "Let's spend some

Chest was light, so everyone volunteered to harvest seaweed. The eleven team members dove into the sea while three stayed

they had gathered over 4,000 pounds of seaweed. Since a pound of wet seaweed dried down to about four ounces, they ended up with roughly a thousand pounds of dried seaweed after

a bit tired of it, the seaweed was a welcome change to their diet and provided many of

over four hundred nautical miles away. The team members, all around the same age,

single folks on the team would groan whenever their captain flaunted his sweet relationship, feeling like they were at a live 'rubbing-salt-in-the-wounds' show.

showed any unusual behavior, and Cole was particularly helpful in providing cover for everyone. During casual chats, Amelia and some of the others

Chests, but we're only aware of a hundred or so coordinates. I wonder how

just look for the known coordinates. We need to search for the undiscovered ones

point. The submarine's sonar is on

manageable, but the sonar indicated that half of the Kindle Chests were buried in

gear and descended towards the ocean floor. Stella approached the side of a chest and struggled to pry it free from the mud's strong suction. After several attempts, she

away. Cole rushed over to assist, and together they struggled against the pull of the rope. Receiving the distress signal, teammates aboard

her oxygen mask, taking deep breaths. Once back on the submarine, Jasper instructed her to rest and slipped her

find they had already left the vicinity

Chest fell 3,000 meters deep. Even the best diving gear couldn't reach it," Jasper replied with concern.

to the Arcadia for a feast to reward herself. As she opened her door, she was met with the worried gazes of her teammates.

of "special abilities," although

Regardless, they admired whit

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