Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

His smile made everyone immediately fall silent.

"Have I been feeding you so well recently that you've grown fat and fearless?"

Zhang Yi's gaze swept over the crowd, landing on Guo Dahai.

The chubby, balding man took two steps back in fright.

"When I became the building leader, I made it clear that everyone must obey me."

He revealed a sinister smile. "Heh, it hasn't even been a few days, and you’ve already forgotten?"

With that, Zhang Yi suddenly pulled out a handgun and aimed it at Guo Dahai’s head, pulling the trigger.

"Bang!"

Guo Dahai's head exploded in a spray of blood, causing several female neighbors to scream in horror.

No one had expected Zhang Yi to shoot without hesitation, killing someone on the spot.

"Anyone who disobeys will die."

Zhang Yi coldly addressed the crowd.

At this moment, everyone suddenly remembered that Zhang Yi wasn’t their gentle neighbor who brought them food. He was a demon who had killed most of the building's residents!

The scene was deadly silent; no one dared to make a sound.

Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow, acting nonchalant.

"Now, go and wipe out those Wolf Gang members! Who's in favor? Who's against?"

After a few seconds of silence, Li Chengbin raised his hand and said, "I’m in favor. Let’s follow Zhang Yi’s lead!"

The others then slowly raised their hands. "Follow... follow Zhang Yi's lead!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yi’s face relaxed into a gentle smile.

"That’s more like it! We’re all family, and family should help each other."

"Look, I’m not setting you up. I killed ten of their men myself! The rest are left for you dozens to handle. Isn’t that fair?"

"Do your best. Uncle You and I will go out and find food for you. Tonight, we’ll have a feast!"

Zhang Yi’s strategy of combining rewards and threats was effective.

Though the neighbors were initially terrified by Guo Dahai’s death, they felt less resentful knowing it wasn’t them. Moreover, Zhang Yi promised to bring back more food, quelling their discontent.

Zhang Yi, holding his gun, watched them head towards Building 21.

Whether willing or unwilling, they had no choice but to grab their weapons and charge towards Building 21.

Soon, the sounds of chaos and shouting could be heard from within.

Zhang Yi checked his watch—a simple yet unassuming golden Rolex.

"Let them fight. I have to go. Otherwise, who knows what time I'll return."

He turned to Uncle You. "Let’s go. I’ll need your help this time."

Today's outing was a routine search, with no particular targets in mind. Bringing Uncle You along was no problem.

Uncle You grinned, glancing at the distant Building 21, and nodded. "Alright, let’s go!"

Zhang Yi winced, pretending to clutch his ribs in pain.

"I can't drive the snowmobile. I hurt my ribs in the fight earlier."

Uncle You, seeing the snowmobile, volunteered, "Let me drive!"

Zhang Yi smiled and nodded. "Alright."

So, Uncle You took the driver’s seat, and Zhang Yi sat behind him.

The injury was fake; Zhang Yi simply didn’t trust others with his back.

The two left the neighborhood together.

Uncle You, without a helmet and goggles, squinted as the icy wind battered his face. Despite the discomfort, he felt exhilarated.

It had been a long time since he’d left the neighborhood. The half-month of confinement had left him feeling oppressed.

"Haha, it feels great to be out!"

"So, Zhang Yi, where are we heading?"

Zhang Yi casually replied, "The city is vast. We can go anywhere. Let’s check out the World Trade Center first!"

The World Trade Center was a famous commercial district in Tianhai City.

Uncle You nodded and drove towards the World Trade Center, relying on his memory of the surroundings.

After over half an hour, they arrived.

The World Trade Center area looked like a forest of high-rise buildings, half buried in snow.

Zhang Yi and Uncle You got off the snowmobile and began scavenging inside the buildings.

For Uncle You, everything in the commercial street felt new and exciting.

Especially in the upscale malls, he saw counters full of luxury brands—gold, silver, jewelry, designer clothes, and luxury cars in showrooms.

What once were untouchable luxury items were now ownerless and available for the taking.

Overjoyed, Uncle You started stuffing a bag with items, mainly clothes, especially children's clothes.

Zhang Yi found it both amusing and annoying.

He approached Uncle You. "Uncle You, there’s no food here. Seems we came to the wrong place."

Uncle You laughed. "True, but we’re not short on food at home. The real problem is that kids grow fast and outgrow their clothes."

Zhang Yi chuckled, sitting on a nearby chair.

"You and Aunt Xie seem to be getting along well."

Uncle You grinned. "What’s there to get along or not? We’re just getting by together. Having a woman to warm the bed gives life some hope, doesn’t it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi's eyes gleamed with a mischievous light.

"If that’s what you like, I can introduce you to some well-endowed women who can take good care of you."

Uncle You's body noticeably trembled, though he was facing away from Zhang Yi.

"That... that wouldn’t be right. You know, I’m not that kind of person."

Zhang Yi gave him a knowing look.

He knew Uncle You frequently visited Yuhu Street, where a barber shop offered more than just haircuts.

Uncle You was straightforward but not immune to feminine charm. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so easily taken by Xie Limei.

"Don’t worry, we’re buddies. I’ll take care of it!"

Zhang Yi threw his arm around Uncle You’s shoulder, grinning.

"Oh, you... always joking! I’m a decent man."

Uncle You licked his lips, his words contradicting the smile he couldn’t hide.

"Yeah, yeah!"

Zhang Yi assessed the situation.

Uncle You had feelings for Xie Limei, but they weren’t deep. If Xie Limei caused trouble in the future, Zhang Yi could deal with her without straining his relationship with Uncle You. He could simply find him another woman.

With their immediate search proving unfruitful, Zhang Yi decided they needed to explore further.