18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 597

Chapter 597

Partings are always bittersweet, and Stella did her best to smile. "Dr. Collin, I'm sure Willowbrook will flourish quickly. Maybe next time, it'll be us visiting you."

Deep down, she'd wanted to ask him to stay just a bit longer.

But Collin, ever the rational one, had turned her down. "With you at Griffith, I have no worries. Willowbrook needs me more."

His selflessness left Stella speechless.

Collin patted her shoulder. "Stella, people come and go. If fate allows, we'll meet again."

The time had come, and the delegation began boarding the speedboats to the offshore docks.

Mentor and apprentice hugged, and Collin picked up the backpack she'd given him, waving goodbye.

Stella watched until he disappeared from view, her heart heavy with sorrow.

Not long after, a convoy of military jeeps rolled in.

Staff Officer Daniel and others disembarked, and folks like Reagan and Nicholas came to see them off, their laughter and genuine sentiments filling the air.

Stella approached with gifts in hand. "Dad, godfather."

The gifts were plentiful: tobacco, liquor, tea, and the quick-acting heart-saving pills she had made herself.

Her acknowledgement of family ties wasn't public knowledge in Griffith, so when Stella called the staff officer "godfather," everyone was taken aback.

Before the staff officer could react, Nicholas's mouth twitched.

He felt like a fool, thinking he'd been so sly and discreet, only to find out they were all family.

His emotions churned, but as a seasoned warrior, he quickly regained his stoic demeanor as if nothing had happened.

The godfather, pleased with his gifts, grinned at Daniel. "Old Gu, this departure spans thousands of miles. You better take good care of my goddaughter; don't let anyone push her around."

"I will," Daniel assured him.

"Don't just say it; make sure you do. If even a hair on her head is harmed, I'll hold you accountable," the godfather said, though his words carried a deeper message for the others listening in.

After exchanging pleasantries, the other higher-ups also shared their goodbyes.

In the crowd, Stella searched for Rosie, who was chatting with Dylan in a corner.

Dylan held a bag of hotpot ingredients, his gaze intense as if trying to etch Rosie into his very soul.

Finally, he said simply, "Rosie, take care."

Rosie nodded with a smile. "You too, Dylan. Stay safe on your journey."

Willowbrook military personnel began to board the ship, Dylan,

the crowd, Stella could hear the sound of his heart

on the dock, waving at him from a distance, her

the

empty-handed, and neither did they leave

but they took plenty of

for herbs and

common knowledge among the survivors, but other matters were discussed behind closed

was in the dark about

faded into the distance, Stella

a

on the drive, seemingly lost in

said their goodbyes in the New Town Villa District,

next to Dylan for

from

on her

when Jasper returned home, and

results of the military negotiations were

the two sides had agreed to a joint operation to

and they would send teams to search and determine if conditions were right for

would handle the salvage operations, and the resources found within the Kindle Chests would be

was an offer Griffith couldn't

was the continuation and inheritor of Australian civilization. Put simply: Willowbrook was the legitimate heir, while Griffith was the

match for Willowbrook. In a world ravaged by disaster, survival was more important

thirdly, who

development to withstand calamities, they needed more resources. This

had anticipated this outcome and accepted it

she asked, "No one

Staff Officer

Daniel and the staff

were old friends with a deep

goal

Australian civilization, so

interests of both cities made the negotiations

smoothly.

power, there's interest, and it's never

Stella hummed. "Nicholas?"

confidants stirred the pot, but

to settle things smoothly."

leader lacked

had it been just an internal conflict, it would

since it

interests. But now, he was

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