18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 217

If the disaster hadn't hit, they could've checked with the food safety office or the health department, but now all these agencies were gone. The local council was too busy to handle everything, let alone these matters.

As the two men were discussing, Samuel suddenly suggested, "How about the police department? They managed to break down The Chaos and later disbanded two private bases, returning the confiscated supplies back to the people. That requires a lot of cooperation from various departments.

“Even if it's not their job, as long as they tell us which department to seek help from, or if they could put in a good word for us, it's better than us bumping around blindly."

The two men thought this was a feasible plan, "You're pretty smart, kid."

Mark said, "Christian, how about we go tomorrow? If this is true, it could save many lives. We've been through the prime of our lives and recently received welfare from the city council. If we don't speak up, I'm worried we'll feel guilty."

"Alright, we'll bring the squid with us tomorrow."

After making the decision, Christian asked Mark, "Stella saved my life. What should we give her as a token of gratitude?"

Times were hard, and Christian’s family could hardly make ends meet themselves. The father and son were thin as rails, and what could they possibly give as a token of gratitude?

As old friends for two years, Mark didn't beat around the bush, speaking his mind, "I can tell Stella isn't someone who fusses over things. Rather than you showing up at her doorstep with a gift, she might prefer not to be disturbed. You could prepare some sweet potatoes. If you run into her on the road, you can give them to her. If she doesn't accept, don't force it. It's the thought that counts. If one day she needs help, you can repay the favor then."

Christian also felt that Jasper and Stella seemed quite unsociable. No, to be precise, they wanted to keep a certain distance from others.

In a post-apocalyptic world, without longstanding bonds, who would get too close to each other? Their approach wasn't wrong.

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After several days without proper rest, Evan didn't get to the office until nearly noon.

As his assistant came in to give a work report, he recalled something, "Evan, two strange men came today. They brought half a squid, claiming it may be infected with an ancient virus, and and they almost died from eating it."

This wasn't the police department's jurisdiction, but since receiving mysterious letters twice, Evan had taken these matters seriously, instructing his assistant to inform him immediately if anything related to the "prediction" came up.

The ancient virus was the prediction, and he hadn't expected it to actually happen.

"Where are they?"

"They came early and left already."

"Did you tell them which department to contact?"

"I did." The assistant replied, "Since we received the first report and successfully dismantled The Chaos, the government has taken our second letter very seriously. In fact, the research department noticed anomalies a few days ago and has been sampling and researching, but the final result hasn't come out yet."

Speaking of this, he muttered to himself, "Those two messengers are indeed mysterious. Not only did they deliver the informant letter firsthand, but even the prophetic letter was the same. However, why did one of them stop predicting after the earthquake?”

The other one lasted for ten years.

Strange, if they could really predict, why didn't they mention the hail and hot rain?

There were too many mysteries, and it's baffling. And why do they like to find the police department? They were already too busy with their own affairs.

"What are you complaining about?" Evan glanced at him, "Our job is to help people in need. Of course. The public will come to us for help when they have problems."

The assistant hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, you're right, Evan."