18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 98

Jasper locked eyes with Stella, "I'll do my best."

Yet their adversaries were hell-bent on taking their lives. An axe sliced through the air, splintering the wooden door of the lounge with a thunderous crash.

Well, seemed like no one was getting away today. Even the most formidable wouldn't be able to retreat unscathed under the enemy's heavy fire.

In the blink of an eye,

Stella grabbed Jasper's hand and whisked them into her Arcadia.

Several assailants stormed in, firing their guns indiscriminately.

The lounge was in complete disarray, its windows shattered.

The scene left Jasper utterly stunned.

Stella had no other choice. She couldn't just leave Jasper behind to be riddled with bullets.

On top of that, the shot in his shoulder could have happened while he was pulling her to safety.

As the saying goes, man proposes, God disposes. The secret was out.

The silver lining was that even in Arcadia, Stella was always alert.

The RV was parked in the upstairs living room. All the food and supplies were stashed in various locked rooms. The main hall on the ground floor was completely empty, with nothing but the floating holographic timer.

Meanwhile, Stella kept her hand in her pocket, her finger poised on the trigger.

If Jasper showed the slightest sign of greed, she wouldn't hesitate to send him to meet his maker.

After recovering from the shock, Jasper turned to Stella, "Where are we?"

Stella tapped her nose thoughtfully, "Hmm, how do I put this, this is my Arcadia."

"Arcadia?"

Jasper furrowed his brow. Such a fantastical place was beyond his imagination.

His gaze landed on the fertile garden, the stacked furniture in the corner, the chopped wood and bamboo, as well as the sprouting peanuts and corn seedlings, vibrant green vegetables, and ripe red grapes.

Once again, his pupils dilated in shock.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Stella probed, "Would you like some grapes?"

Jasper retracted his gaze, "No, thank you."

Was he too cunning or genuinely uninterested? His expression revealed nothing but calmness once the initial shock had subsided.

Stella remembered the matter at hand, "How's your wound?"

Jasper touched his shoulder. His clothes had a bullet hole, and the bullet lodged in the steel plate beneath, causing his muscles and bones to throb with numbing pain.

"I'm fine. It's not fatal."

"Did it happen when you were pulling me just now?"

Jasper looked away, "No, don't overthink."

Stella failed to catch his gaze, unsure if he was telling the truth.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward again. She broke the silence, "Do you think the people outside have left?"

With the windows shattered and the escape rope thrown out, even if they suspected something, they should leave once they couldn't find anyone.

Jasper estimated it should have been about five minutes since they entered, but to be cautious, he asked, "Is the time in Arcadia the same as outside?"

"It's the same."

"They should have left then, but we can't let our guard down."

He was experienced in combat, and Stella trusted his judgement. But she was still cautious and left the Arcadia alone.

As soon as she stepped out, Jasper was forcibly ejected by a powerful force.

He was taken aback, but quickly regained his balance and prepared to attack.