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

have plenty of time to get to know each other. After

retreating figure, lost in

Jasper was there when

had known Evan in both their lives-an upstanding yet flexible

times, he had always turned

Stella and Jasper held him in high regard, "I'm sure Mark won't let this chance

friends in Griffith was definitely something to

three groups of Goldbridge survivors. She believed many were still alive, just scattered around the globe. In time, they

transfer of supplies from the Kindle Chest took ten days, and

much better

downside was the heat, but a shade on

spend a lot of time out at sea salvaging, hardly staying

the trading center to exchange goods, and thanks to their contributions to the base, they managed an unprecedented haul of flour and

potatoes, greens-they got a

wishful thinking-only pricey canned goods were

rewards from missions that allowed them to afford such

these exchanges,

shoot cans, Spam, cured

successful mission, nothing

busy, preparing a hearty

fish and eggplant

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bamboo shoot cans, Amelia couldn't hold back her tears, "As a kid at

many, and even Jake and the others marveled, "It tastes just

food will be the least of our worries-fresh food until you're sick

there, but the folks weren't convinced it wasn't just pie

sky.

poultry farming, and the

Griffith was on

good times were yet to come, so this housewarming feast was enjoyed behind closed

reason was to avoid freeloaders, and the other was the

ate with joy, but they knew

the special team

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