18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 569

Chapter 569

Evan took a good look at Stella. From her fresh-faced youth to her confident thirties, her appearance hadn't changed much, but her aura was something else entirely.

"Were you just on the supply ship?"

Even after all these years, his gaze was as sharp as ever-nothing escaped him.

Stella nodded, "Yeah, my team ran into a group of survivors from Goldbridge while looking for the Kindle Chest a few days ago. Must've been you guys."

Evan nodded, "Thanks for the assist. We might not have made it to the base otherwise."

Stella, curious, asked, "Ocean Point Naval Station is pretty advanced. So why Griffith?"

Evan smiled, "Just a hunch."

Stella paused, then burst out laughing, "Ocean Point is definitely high-tech, but your hunch was spot on. There are old friends here, the kind you can really look forward to."

She extended her hand warmly, "Evan, welcome to Griffith."

Evan had met all kinds of people, and from her demeanor, he figured she held some serious sway in Griffith. She wasn't the same person she used to be.

She had transformed.

Evan reached out, and their hands clasped together.

Just as they let go, another figure approached, "Evan."

A hand clapped his shoulder.

Evan looked closely, "Bran?"

Was this the old friend Stella mentioned? The spark of hope quickly fizzled out.

But Bran in uniform was a far cry from his past self.

Bran's flattery was always on full blast, "Sis, Evan's arrival is like adding wings to a tiger for us here in Griffith. The good times are just around the corner."

He boasted without a filter, "Evan, I was just telling Mark about you yesterday. He said you're a whiz at keeping the peace and handling criminal cases. Griffith could really use someone like you. And here you are!"

how he managed to be

of time to get to know

her retreating figure, lost in

home, Jasper was there when

known Evan in both their lives-an

so many times, he had always turned a blind eye to

regard, "I'm

friends in Griffith

believed many were still alive, just scattered

Chest took ten days, and the

houses, but still much

heat, but a shade on the roof would do

out at sea salvaging, hardly staying long each time

and thanks to their contributions to the base, they managed an unprecedented

greens-they

thinking-only pricey canned goods were an

generous rewards from missions that

to make these exchanges, but Stella easily brought

Spam, cured meat, salted

a successful mission, nothing Stella did

got busy, preparing

fish and

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they got to the bamboo shoot cans, Amelia couldn't hold back her tears, "As a kid at boarding school, I'd often buy this brand at the store. One

Jake and the others marveled, "It tastes

and running, canned food will be the least of our worries-fresh

promise was there, but the folks weren't

sky.

Stella's arrival, the base had indeed improved-with greenhouses, poultry farming, and the Kindle

Griffith was on

the truly good times were yet to come, so this housewarming

the other was

ate with joy, but they knew

the special team set

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