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."

the Willowbrook military personnel began to board the ship, Dylan, as the staff officer's guard, had to stay close

could hear

the dock, waving at

days later, the

neither did they

to transport, but they

as seeds for herbs

was common knowledge among the survivors, but other matters

was in the

into

to attend a

on the

said their goodbyes in the New Town Villa District, Rosie had

young girl. Having lived next to

that were different from those for anyone

intrude on her young friend's

Jasper returned home, and Stella was

the military

nothing; the two sides had agreed to a joint

the Kindle Chests had been lost, and they would send

and the resources

was an offer Griffith couldn't

inheritor of Australian civilization. Put simply: Willowbrook was the legitimate

starting out and, in both size and strength, was no match for Willowbrook. In a world ravaged by

thirdly, who would

rapid development to withstand calamities, they needed more resources. This was a win-win

this outcome and accepted it

one

Staff Officer

Daniel and the staff

were old friends with a deep bond forged in battle.

ultimate goal was

Australian civilization, so

both cities made

smoothly.

there's interest, and it's

Stella hummed. "Nicholas?"

some of his confidants stirred the pot,

to settle things smoothly."

military leader lacked

and had it been just an internal

it involved

But now, he

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