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.

Cole proposed they collect seaweed as a supplementary food source. Most of the seaweed grew in shallow waters, away from the larger, more dangerous sea creatures, making it safe

too early to return.

dove into the

pound of wet seaweed dried down to about four ounces, they ended up with roughly a

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

seaweed, they set course for the second set of coordinates, over four hundred nautical miles away. The team members, all

sweet relationship, feeling like they were at a live 'rubbing-salt-in-the-wounds' show. Even in the face of disaster, the sweetness between the couple

cover for everyone. During casual chats,

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

to search for the undiscovered ones as well," one

agreement. "Good point. The submarine's sonar is on

the coordinates. The depth of the seabed was manageable, but the sonar indicated that

to try. A trio donned their diving 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.

saved her, catching her before she was swept away. Cole rushed over to assist, and together they struggled against the pull of the rope. Receiving the distress signal, teammates aboard the submarine frantically pulled

to the surface. As the pressure eased, Stella's strength started to return. She clutched her oxygen mask, taking deep breaths. Once back on the submarine, Jasper instructed her to rest and slipped her some chocolate to replenish

left the vicinity of the third set of coordinates. "Why didn't you wake me?" she

Chest fell 3,000 meters deep. Even the best diving gear couldn't

had recovered, though she was famished from a day and a night without food. She hurried to the Arcadia for a feast to reward herself. As she opened her door, she was met with the worried gazes of

the team had come to accept the existence of "special abilities," although they were

Regardless, they admired whit

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