Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

He still remembered that female martial artist with fierce blade techniques!

Back then, she had been in a state of hunger and exhaustion for a long time but still fought with everything she had against Hua Hua. If she had been at full strength, her combat ability would have been even more formidable!

Having joined West Hill Base not long ago, she was already able to go out on missions with the special forces, which suggested that her status at West Hill Base was quite high.

But why was she looking for Yang Xinxin?

Did she need help?

Zhang Yi didn’t know much about the situation at West Hill Base, nor did he understand what kind of person Liang Yue was. It wasn’t out of the question that this could be a trap. Maybe Ling Feng, realizing that a direct attack on the shelter wouldn't work, had switched tactics and was trying to trick Yang Xinxin into opening the door for Liang Yue.

Crossing his arms, a posture that usually indicated his wariness, Zhang Yi turned to Yang Xinxin and Lu Keran, asking seriously, “Can you two tell me more about this Liang Yue?”

Lu Keran and Yang Xinxin immediately shared what they knew about Liang Yue.

Liang Yue, 27 years old. A national-level martial arts expert, skilled in more than 300 forms of martial arts and over a dozen kinds of international combat techniques. She excelled in knife fighting and grappling and had once been a bodyguard for a certain powerful figure, even serving as the personal bodyguard of a female leader. Later, she was recruited by the Tianqing Academy board with an annual salary of three million to teach martial arts at the school.

"She’s cold on the outside but warm on the inside…”

“Wait a minute!” Zhang Yi interrupted, curious. “Are you talking about her physical traits or her personality?”

Lu Keran scratched his head in confusion, not quite understanding.

Yang Xinxin grinned and said, “It’s hard to say for sure without a personal test in that department. But I think Keran was referring to her personality!”

Zhang Yi felt a little disappointed. “Oh, alright. Continue.”

Lu Keran and Yang Xinxin went on.

Liang Yue had practiced martial arts from a young age, making her a top-tier martial artist with a pure and straightforward personality. She was known to be stubborn but was clearly a good person. Otherwise, when the apocalypse hit, she could have easily survived on her own instead of dragging her class of "deadweight" students along with her.

Yang Xinxin tilted her head. “If it weren’t for Teacher Liang, our classmates would’ve become Hua Hua’s dinner!”

As if on cue, Hua Hua, who had been napping during the day, yawned wide, her mouth full of a fishy stench.

Zhang Yi crossed his arms, slowly contemplating.

Both Yang Xinxin and Lu Keran had known Liang Yue for a long time. As a teacher, she had no reason to fake her personality for so long. The trials of the apocalypse were enough proof of her character. And just talking to her wouldn’t cost him anything.

He’d see what she was up to. Who knows? It might even benefit him.

After thinking it through, Zhang Yi asked Yang Xinxin, “If I use your phone to talk to her, is there a risk she could plant a virus and mess with the shelter’s network?”

Yang Xinxin was confident. “Don’t worry, brother. My phone’s defenses are just as strong as the control room’s computer!”

Zhang Yi nodded. “Good, then I’ll use your phone to chat with her.”

Yang Xinxin had no objections.

Zhang Yi took Yang Xinxin’s phone and sent a message to Liang Yue.

“I’m Zhang Yi. What do you want to talk about?”

At that moment, Liang Yue was in her room in Xu Dong Village. As a squad leader and a female Superhuman, she had her own private room, specially built by Fatty Xu. After witnessing Zhang Yi’s strength, Liang Yue had made up her mind to cooperate with him. Time wasn’t on her side, and delaying any further could mean losing students every day.

Seeing Zhang Yi’s reply, Liang Yue was overjoyed and quickly responded, “Zhang Yi, I hope we can work together! My students are at West Hill Base, and their lives are in danger. I’m asking for your help!”

Zhang Yi remained cautious. “You want my help? Aren’t you all doing fine at West Hill Base? Aren’t Tianqing Academy students supposed to be privileged elites?”

His tone was laced with sarcasm. After all, those who got into Tianqing Academy, aside from geniuses like Yang Xinxin and Lu Keran, were either rich or from high society.

Liang Yue replied, “You should know, in times like these, past status and wealth mean nothing. I’m genuinely seeking your cooperation.”

“I’m now a squad leader in West Hill Base’s special forces. I think you could use my help.”

“In exchange, I’m asking for your help in getting my students out of there. What do you think?”

Zhang Yi stroked his chin, carefully analyzing the implications behind her words. Something about Liang Yue’s plea felt off, very off.

“Isn’t West Hill Base a large underground refuge? Why would there be life-threatening danger there? And Liang Yue, a powerful Superhuman, can’t even protect a group of students?”

Zhang Yi knew nothing about the internal workings of West Hill Base, which made it even harder to understand why Liang Yue was asking for his help. But one thing was clear: he wasn’t about to launch an attack on West Hill Base. He had enough strength to protect himself, but assaulting a refuge with a formidable armed force and full industrial capabilities was far too risky.

So, Zhang Yi didn’t rush to respond to Liang Yue’s request. Instead, he asked, “I know nothing about West Hill Base. If you want my help, at least tell me something about its internal situation.”

Even if they didn’t make a deal, getting some free intel wouldn’t hurt.

Author's Note