18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 201

Leaving Silver Asylum, the trio and their dog found themselves without a destination.

They couldn't return to their 18th-floor apartment, and they hadn't found a new place yet, so they were left to wander in the darkness. After such a night, they were all exhausted and in desperate need of rest.

Stella instructed Jasper to drive to a secluded, deserted area. Before Rosie could get out of the car, she pulled out the luxurious RV, worth millions.

The RV was large and luxurious, and more importantly, it was a two-bedroom and one living room setup. The interior of the RV might not compare to a house, but in the realm of RVs, it was top-notch.

The only downside was that although she found several keys and remotes, she couldn't find the main key to start the RV’s engine. Nonetheless, they were more than content with the RV. Not only did it provide them with a place to stay, but it also saved them gas.

To avoid drawing attention, they pulled the blackout curtains.

Despite the night's activities, they hadn't really eaten. Stella brought out a hot meal, calling Rosie and Cooper to the dining area. Their role in escaping danger was commendable, so they were rewarded with deliciously seasoned chicken thighs.

While eating, Rosie suddenly asked, "Stella, what about the kids?" She referred to those around her age.

Stella reassured her, "Don't worry, the police are here. They'll take care of them."

Including the pregnant women and others, she believed Evan and his team would have proper arrangements. Some people might be glad to escape the hardship, while others might not. But that was none of her business now.

After destroying two bases in one day, she believed the survival route from Griffith to Swan Hill Beach would be quiet for a while. As for whether other hostile forces would establish roots in the future, Stella didn't know. But she hoped not.

After dinner, Rosie and Cooper watched cartoons in the living room while Stella filled the water tank and enjoyed a hot shower. She then sat on the couch eating fruit.

She stuffed a grape into Jasper's mouth, "Do you think those women in the house will turn us in?"

Although they didn't know what had happened, the trio with their dog was conspicuous, and they had previously met Evan. The connection wouldn't be hard to make.

There was indeed a risk. Jasper reminded her, "We should avoid him."

Griffith was big enough that running into him wouldn't be easy, and with their supplies well-stocked, they wouldn't need to roam around without a specific reason. Most of their time would be spent in their rooms.

Stella asked, "Where will we live in the future?"

Jasper pondered, "How about Eastwood Eden?"

After all, Mark had organized a rescue team after the earthquake, and it was free of charge. From what she had observed during the interview, the community members seemed to respect him.

Stella had no objections, "We'll go take a look tomorrow. If there are no problems, we'll rent it."

If there were issues, they could look for another place later.

Two years into the apocalypse, having a piece of Eden was no small feat.

It was already midnight, and sleepiness was creeping in. Their dog slept on the living room couch, Rosie took the small bedroom, and Stella and Jasper took the large bedroom.

Despite the sweltering 40-degree heat outside, the RV felt quite comfortable with the air conditioning on. Stella took out a thin blanket, turned off the light, and tried to sleep. Despite her exhaustion, she couldn't fall asleep, probably due to the excitement of the free haul.

Stella took Jasper into the Arcadia, showing him their spoils of war. Pigs, cows, sheep, fish, seafood, they had it all.

Looking at the extra alcohol, Jasper asked, "Can we even finish all this?"

"We'll stock up. We can trade it when we need to."