18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 580

Vera, Reagan's daughter, was studying abroad when disaster struck. Deep down, everyone knew the odds of survival, but as long as you're alive, you've got to cling

to hope.

"If she were as capable as Stella, there might be a bigger chance," Reagan mused.

Beyond envy, Reagan had come to express his gratitude. Emily had told him everything; without Stella's life-saving medicine, he wouldn't have made it. He knew that if he were gone, his wife would likely lose her will to go on. So, in essence, Stella had saved two lives.

"Stella and her husband should be the ones thanking you," he acknowledged. "Without your unwavering support, they wouldn't have had the chance to step up."

Having faced life and death countless times, Reagan spoke earnestly, "Old buddy, we're getting on in years. The burdens on our shoulders will eventually be passed to the younger folks. They've got the drive and the vision for the long haul. What we can do is choose the right successors, trust them, and support them wholeheartedly, so they can build a better tomorrow."

He was open-minded, which was why he fully backed Daniel's plans. Of course, that was on the condition that Stella and Daniel were competent. If they were like Nicholas, incapable of getting his act together...

The thought of Nicholas' misdeeds while he was unconscious irked him. Nicholas was unyielding, his obsession with power too great, always wanting to keep it firmly in his grasp. After working together for so many years, Reagan understood, but this couldn't continue indefinitely without harming the community's progress. They would have to take things one step at a time.

The two men talked behind closed doors for over two hours. Upon leaving, Reagan and his wife gratefully accepted Vanessa's generous offerings, which included homemade preserves, fine teas, and farm-fresh eggs.

"Don't mention it, we're practically family," Vanessa said warmly, gripping Emily's hand. "I may not be Stella's birth mother, but she and her husband treat me as such. Stella remembers favors. Our families should keep in touch without any formalities."

Unable to refuse, Reagan and his wife accepted the gifts. After seeing them off, Daniel poured Vanessa a cup of hot tea and remarked with a smile, "You've changed."

Vanessa knew what he meant, "We're not alone anymore, and our kids are doing well. We've got to plan for their future, I can't stay the same."

"Indeed, you've done well."

their lives, he had changed, learning to relax and take better

of the Seed Project sacrificed their lives. The sight of the Kindle Chest's contents was a blow to everyone's hearts, like a heavy

honored first on the Monument of Heroes. Stella's reserved oil had no place to be stored, so it was taken into military custody, to be used from their stockpile as needed. Before setting off, she reminded Daniel and

the oil from the underwater ruins to

estimated that it would take a year to salvage everything. There was no use in rushing. Considering the average depth of the ocean,

watch. If the mood struck, they might play cards or mahjong. Stella initially

she

amazing, a winning hand with thirteen

luck today is off

heartily, "Tonight's on me, let's have scrambled

"Thanks, Stella."

was no easy feat.

cards but also top-notch acting skills. Stella was hooked,

Jasper prepared

with tomatoes.

cucumbers, peppers, eggplants, durable greens, eggs, and frozen poultry, all sourced from their farm and ranch back in Arcadia. With the sea offering meager meals and the crew losing

credits allowed the crew to indulge in luxury goods to improve their quality of life. It was no secret;

appease him failed until

daze. The crew put away their frivolities,

prepared to cast her spells.

expressions a complex mix of shock and disbelief, "Stella, the underwater

thought she misheard,