Chapter 221
Packing up, they moved away from the ground fissures.
There were probably aftershocks, so the two decided against returning home, nning to spend
another night in the open.
They found a spot about a hundred meters away from the fissure and the factory. With no
dangerous obstacles around, it was a good spot for camping.
Ste pulled a pop-up tent from her backpack. For the three of them and the dog, arge tent was
necessary. She had chosen one with two bedrooms and a living area.
Jasper called Rosie over and showed her how to set up a tent in the wilderness.
Ste walked to a higher ground, pulling out a pair of binocrs to look towards the city.
The city, once filled with towering skyscrapers, was gone. Just like that, silently wiped off the face of
the earth.
All around, remnants of human civilization were almost entirely destroyed.
Despite having gone through this once before, Ste still felt a chill down her spine, her palms
sweaty.
Griffith, where she had lived for twenty years, was now lifeless. Nothing like the lively city it was
before the disaster.
Inside the escape pod and outside were two entirely different worlds. She had been safe inside the
escape pod, only to emerge to a world turned upside down.
Before sunset, Jasper had sessfully set up the tent and filled the air mattress with a pump.
Instructing Rosie and Cooper not to wander off, he walked towards Ste, who was bathed in the
golden glow of the sunset. "What''s up?" he asked.
Ste handed him the binocrs.
Looking at the destruction, Jasper finally said, "The city officials issued a warning in advance. I
believe many people are able to survive."
It wouldn''t be as brutal as thest time, where dead bodies were scattered everywhere.
The tent was well-ventted, but it wasn''t enough against the heat. Ste took out a fan, added
some ice cubes and made a ss of chilled juice for each of them. "To surviving the disaster," she
toasted.
They had a light lunch, but dinner was a bit more borate: rib soup, eggnt Parmesan, and a
sd.
At the same time, they kept the sr light dim. After all, they were in the open. What if the smell of
food or the bright light attracted others?
After dinner and a quick wash, Rosie nestled in the room watching cartoons.
Ste asked Jasper, "How did you spend the day of the earthquake in your previous life?"
It was a long time ago, and Jasper took a moment to recall, "It happened suddenly, without any
warning. I was in my dormitory, sleeping after two days of nonstop work. Then the ground started
shaking."
He fell off the bed and couldn''t stand steadily, his body injured by the falling furniture.
Hhis forehead was broken, and blood flowed out. But with years of training, he quickly rushed out of
the dormitory, and the next moment the house copsed loudly.
After the earthquake, he hurried to dig out his friends buried in the house.
During the process, several aftershocks urred, and many people involved in the rescue were
injured one after another. Most of the soldiers dug out by their bare hands were dead.
With high temperatures, earthquakes, and suffocation, most people couldn’t survive.
They didn''t even have time to grieve for their fallen friends, and immediately threw themselves into
the task of rescuing survivors, working for several days without rest.
The memory was painful. Jasper held Ste''s hand, "What about you, Ste?"
His question caught Ste off-guard. She realized that he knew about her rebirth all along.
Ste nced at him, "I was alone, out looking for food. I wasn''t in the Sunrise Sanctuary when the
earthquake happened. I was injured by flying rocks, and the wound got infected. I was unconscious
for a long time."
After waking up, there were bodies of victims everywhere. She rummaged for a long time to find
some food, and kept going on. However, in the end, she couldn''t escape the tragic end.
Ste leaned gently against Jasper''s shoulder and looked up at the star-filled sky. "Look, such a
beautiful starry sky, twinkling like it''s studded with diamonds."
From what she remembered, the industrialized Griffith had long lost such a charming night sky.
The sky was so dark, the stars so bright, and the moon untainted by dust. Who could imagine that
under the stunning night sky, mountains and rivers shattered, buildings copsed, and beneath the
ruinsy bodies, countless survivors without homes.
The topic was too heavy, and Jasper didn''t speak, just sat quietly by her side, their fingers tightly
interlocked.
Suddenly, another aftershock hit.
Ste quickly deployed the escape pod. Jasper crawled into the tent and saw Cooper pulling
Rosie''s clothes. Once again, they all climbed into the escape pod.
Several aftershocks urred throughout the night, so they decided to stay in the escape pod.
Although it was a bit crampedpared to the spacious tent, it was safer.
Close to dawn, Jasper nudged Ste, signaling her to pack up.
Rosie and the dog went back to sleep in the tent. Ste packed up the escape pod, stretched to
relieve fatigue, and then crawled into the tent to sleep.
Sheined that Jasper was too close, "Move away. It''s too hot."
Jasper mumbled, "You forgot when you were holding me tight?"
Ste blushed, lightly kicking him.
Jasper caught her foot, "Easy, don''t wake up Cooper."
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"I should tell him to bite you."
Just as she finished speaking, a pair of glowing eyes appeared in the darkness, startling her,
"Cooper, go away!"
Cooper left with a pitiful look on his face.
Ste and Jasper woke up early, brushed their teeth, ate breakfast, packed up the tent, and set off
on foot.
They smeared dirt on their faces and clothes to blend in, wary of any dangers along the way. Each
of them had a hiking stick for defense.
Jasper led the way with Rosie, and Ste had Cooper on a leash. They couldn''t separate.
It was just after six in the morning. The sky wasn''t fully bright, but it was clear enough to see.
Jasper walked ahead, warning the others of any roadblocks or dangers.
As they moved closer to the city center, the number of copsed buildings increased. People were
rummaging through the ruins, and the faint sound of children crying could be heard.
Before they even got close, a little girl about eight or nine years old was frantically waving her arms,
her voice choked with sobs as she pleaded for help, "Mister, Miss, please help my mom."