Chapter 915
Cola sat by the window, his head tilted as he looked from one to another, as though waiting for them to get moving again.
But they had no destination, and going back to the base was no longer an option.
After the meal, Poppy got up to clear the table.
Nicole brought out hot coffee. Zeph took a leisurely sip, then asked, “Is there anywhere you’d like to go?”
An ocean covered the planet now. Any place she might have wanted to visit was probably underwater.
Given the choice, she would go back to Westbridge. That was the place she still thought of as home.
But Westbridge was gone.
Nicole considered his question. “Let’s follow the currents. See where we end up.”
With that, they let the currents carry the submarine wherever they pleased.
Poppy stayed quiet for a couple of days, but little by little, she returned to her cheerful self.
Nicole worried that being shut inside a submarine would take a toll on all of them, so she set aside half an hour every day for them to spend in her storage space.
Poppy took Cola into the garden, where cucumbers, leafy greens, and fruit grew in rich black soil. She picked whatever was ready and sometimes helped with the herb beds, too.
With more than three acres to explore, she and Cola had plenty of room to run around. Nicole and Zeph tended the medicinal herbs, harvested ripe crops, and replanted the empty beds.
Even half an hour of moving around each day helped them feel better, both physically and mentally.
When the weather was good, they surfaced for fresh air, too.
But the temperature kept falling. The wind grew bitter enough to leave even Cola shaking, and eventually, none of them wanted to go outside.
Nicole pulled out their temperature-regulating clothes, which kept them comfortably warm again.

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