Chapter 219 The Paralyzed Girl
The gym doors flew open, and the stuff blocking the entrance didn't stand a chance against Henry.
Steven walked in, his eyes scanning the gym.
The students looked like they were about to scream, but when they saw it was just three people, they relaxed a bit.
Steven quickly spotted the girl in the wheelchair.
He recognized Cindy from her photo.
"Thank God you're still alive!" Steven let out a breath. If she had died before he got there, all his efforts would have been for nothing.
Steven started moving forward.
Just then, Warren adjusted his hair and straightened his fancy blue school uniform as he walked over.
He asked, "Are you from the West Mountain base? Did my dad send you?"
"West Mountain base? What's that?" Steven frowned; he'd never heard of it before.
Seeing them armed to the teeth, Warren figured they were from some shelter organization.
With a smug smile, he said, "I'm Warren. My dad's Gilbert Baker, the police chief of Starlight City. You should know his name."
Honestly, Warren looked pretty ridiculous.
Sure, his hairstyle cost a fortune, and his school uniform was pricey.
But—it had been over a month since the apocalypse started, and Warren hadn't bathed or washed his clothes. He looked just a bit better than a beggar.
Yet he still acted all high and mighty, which was pretty laughable.
Steven asked with a grin, "So, you know a lot about the West Mountain organization?"
He wanted to get some info on this West Mountain place.
Warren was taken aback, staring at the three in front of him.
Then he said, "You're not from West Mountain? Then you must be from another shelter! That's weird; West Mountain is the closest to the school. Why would you come from somewhere else?"
Another shelter?
So, there were multiple shelters in Starlight City.
Steven had heard there were hundreds of emergency shelters in Starlight City, but it seemed Warren was talking about something different.
He remembered Barry and Herbert mentioning similar things when he went to Emerald Estate.
He thought, 'Looks like there are higher-level shelters in Starlight City, and there are at least a few of them.'
Steven asked calmly, "How much do you know about these shelters?"
Warren sensed something was off.
If these people were here to rescue him, they wouldn't be asking so many questions.
"You're not from a shelter? Honestly, I don't know much, just that there are places like that." He said, gritting his teeth, "It's a shame that when the snowstorm hit, no one expected it to get this bad. Otherwise, I'd already be there!"
Steven looked at Warren and saw he really didn't seem to know any specifics.
After all, he'd been stuck here for so long. If he could contact the outside world, his powerful dad would've already rescued him.
Warren was useless, so Steven walked past him and headed straight for Cindy.
The other students, seeing that Steven and his group didn't seem like bad guys, crowded around Henry and Earl like they were their last hope.
"My dad is Cecil Griffin, the chairman of Chongming Group. If you get me out of here, my dad will give you any amount of money you want!"
"My dad is Maximus Harrington. You know what that name means in Starlight City!"
"Get me out of here. If you want money, I can give you money. If you want a job, my parents can hook you up!"
The students crowded around Henry and Earl, their eyes wild and desperate.
After surviving in such dire conditions for so long, they were clinging to any shred of hope they could find!
Earl and Henry felt awkward. How could they possibly save all these kids? It would just be more trouble for them!
But they weren't as cold-hearted as Steven. Seeing the desperate eyes of these young boys and girls, they couldn't bring themselves to be too harsh.
No one dared to approach Steven, though.
It wasn't just because he was holding a heavy golden Desert Eagle.
There was something about Steven that made people keep their distance.
It was hard to explain.
It was like how even the fiercest animal would fear a hunter.
That was the killing intent radiating from Steven.
They say when a butcher kills too many animals, the dying thoughts of those creatures linger on him. Animals with sharp instincts sense the fear and stay away from such people.
Humans aren't as intuitive as animals. But when someone has killed enough people, that aura can be felt by humans too.
Steven walked step by step towards Cindy.
Aubrey's face turned pale, wanting to run but too scared to move.
Cindy, however, lifted her delicate face and looked at Steven with an innocent expression.
Steven walked up to her, slowly squatted down, and looked up at her beautiful eyes through her bangs.
"You're Cindy, right?" Steven asked.
"Yes." Cindy nodded.
Steven smiled gently. "I'm Steven. Your sisters Nora and Elinor asked me to come and rescue you. Will you come with me?"
"Yes," she replied.
Cindy didn't hesitate at all. Her answer was simple and straightforward.
She didn't need to doubt anything. She knew that anyone willing to come and rescue her now wouldn't harm her.
Steven nodded. "Alright, let's go then!"
"Please... wait a moment!" Cindy suddenly spoke up.
Steven tilted his head and looked at her curiously. "What's up? Is there something else?"
"Can you do me a favor?" Cindy asked, looking at Steven sincerely; her eyes were as clear and beautiful as gems.
"What favor? Just don't make it too complicated, like saving your entire class," Steven said with a smile.
Cindy looked outside. In the icy corridor, the battle was still raging.
The constant sound of metal clashing made hearts race and made it hard to stay calm.
"Can you stop them from fighting? I'm afraid Mrs. Evans is in danger," Cindy said.
Steven also looked towards the corridor, listening to the sounds outside. The battle was intense, and it hadn't reached a one-sided situation yet.
"Is that all? Just stop them?" Steven asked.
This favor wasn't too difficult.
Steven needed Cindy to help him maintain the shelter's network in the future, so having her owe him a favor now would make it easier to build a relationship later.
Cindy nodded.
Steven smiled. He stood up, walked over to Earl, and whispered in his ear, "Come over, I need your help."
As Steven walked over, the students instinctively scattered, not wanting to get too close to him.
Earl was finally relieved and followed Steven out the door.
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