18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 388

Daniel's eyes crinkled with a smile as he took in Stella's concern.

Maybe sensing his laid-back and kind nature, Stella added a bit out of the blue, "Don't brush it off. Staying healthy is key if you're going to serve the country and its people effectively."

Honestly, she admired people like him who devoted their lives to their nation.

The base was huge, practically a small town, and not everyone could handle that kind of responsibility.

Stella wasn't easily impressed—Mark, Collin, Professor Lee, and...

Given how well he managed the base, Daniel probably deserved to be on that list.

Daniel nodded, "Alright, I'll take your advice."

Hmm... That response felt odd to Stella, but she couldn’t quite figure out why before she left the room.

Outside, Jasper and the two dogs were unharmed, much to her relief.

Mark escorted them downstairs, where the submarine group's instructor was waiting to drive them, and the dog, away.

When Mark got back upstairs, he found Daniel at the window, watching until Stella and the others were out of sight.

The secretary, not forgetting to remind him of an important meeting, also filled him in on personal matters. "Sir, your wife called earlier, asking about your health."

Daniel pondered, "She only asked about my health?"

"She mentioned the unusual weather and was worried you didn’t have enough clothes for the change. She wanted to bring some over but didn't want to disturb your work."

"What did you tell her?"

"I said you were in a meeting, would later inspect the armory, and that I had to stand in for you to receive an award. Family can’t enter a military zone without prior approval."

Without another word, Daniel left for his meeting.

Recalling Stella's words, he instructed, "Book a doctor's appointment for a health checkup."

Mark was taken aback. The commander had been pushing himself to the brink, and although Mark often reminded him to get checked, the commander was always too caught up in endless duties, resulting in missed appointments.

But now he was actually initiating it; it seemed the world had turned upside down.

"I'll arrange it right away," Mark said, energized.

...

The submarine unit was stationed at a deep-sea harbor, requiring a half-hour ride on a speedboat to reach.

Stella, wearing a life jacket and holding Cooper, sped over the waves.

The roar of the speedboat's engine was deafening, and seeing the instructor focused on navigating, Stella leaned close to Jasper's ear and whispered, "What did Mr. Daniel ask you?"

"Apart from verbal commendation, he asked where the rare metals were found and if we could provide more."

They had crafted a story about trading all their possessions for the metals.

The rules of the trade meant no questions asked about how many hands the goods had passed through. Jasper indicated they had cleaned out the seller completely.

Stella frowned, "He didn't ask about your past?"

"He did—about family, upbringing, and history."

Oddly, Daniel had said they looked like a married couple and hoped they would continue to stand by each other in this post-apocalyptic world.

The fact that Jasper was also questioned was somewhat reassuring to Stella, but she still felt uneasy, "He asked if I was interested in enlisting, and after I refused, he gave me a contact."

If it were anyone else, you could chalk it up to post-disaster insanity.