Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

"I suspect they\'re running low on explosives, so their attacks should stop soon."

"And as for the next time they come to attack, I already know how to deal with them." Zhang Yi\'s calm smile put the women at ease. However, he didn\'t explain anything about his Dimensional Space. His abilities were a secret; unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn\'t reveal them to anyone.

Zhang Yi waited in the basement for a long time without sensing any further attacks from the enemy. Not even regular gunfire was heard, let alone more explosive attacks.

Zhang Yi could finally confirm that the enemy had exhausted their explosives. The distance from Cloud Manor to West Hill Base was over fifty kilometers, and even if they were to go back now to get more, carrying over a thousand kilograms of supplies would take them at least half a day.

Zhang Yi sat on the sofa in the living room, monitoring the situation outside through the surveillance feeds while Yang Siya prepared food to replenish his energy. Food was primarily the source of his supernatural abilities, and with the Dimensional Gate damaged, he needed to consume a lot to recover.

The large explosion had turned the surrounding villas into ruins, and most of the external surveillance equipment was destroyed. Fortunately, the cameras embedded in the shelter\'s walls remained operational, allowing Zhang Yi to maintain a watchful eye.

He glanced coldly at the surveillance screen showing the direction of the small hill. "Next time you come, it won\'t be as easy as this!" Now that Zhang Yi had grasped the enemy\'s tactics, he was ready to strike back.

Yang Siya brought over a large amount of food while Zhou Ke\'er stood behind Zhang Yi, massaging his shoulders to relieve his stress. The safety of the entire shelter rested on this man\'s shoulders, and the women were more devoted to him than ever.

Zhang Yi pulled out his phone and messaged Fatty Xu, asking about the movements of the troops in Xu Family Town. Not long after, Fatty Xu replied.

"Boss, the commotion at your place scared everyone to death! The explosion sounded like it leveled Cloud Manor!"

"Phew, thank goodness you\'re okay. What a relief!"

"A lot of the soldiers came back. I saw some leaving the village, heading west."

Zhang Yi immediately understood the situation matched his expectations—they were heading back to get more explosives.

"What about the rest of them?"

"What else? They came back to rest, of course! Damn, it looks like they\'re planning to stay here long-term. As soon as they returned, they demanded food and drinks."

Fatty Xu\'s complaints brought a deep smile to Zhang Yi\'s face. If his shelter couldn\'t be breached for a long time, the people of Xu Family Town would suffer the most since West Hill Base had turned the town into their supply base. The soldiers would demand the villagers provide food and drink for all sixty-plus members of their team.

Zhang Yi had no sympathy for them; in fact, he was curious to see if the villagers would eventually rebel.

"Good, keep gathering information for me," Zhang Yi told Fatty Xu.

Fatty Xu hesitated, expressing his concern. "Boss, those soldiers are elite, and they have several Superhumans among them. Can you handle it?"

"Of course," Zhang Yi replied calmly, his voice full of confidence. "I\'ve completely figured out their attack strategies."

Zhang Yi was grateful he had decisively taken out the wall-phasing Superhuman that night. Without that, his supposedly impenetrable shelter would have been a joke. As for the other Superhumans, no matter how strong they were, they couldn\'t compare to 500 kilograms of TNT.

Let them be as strong as they want; he would just keep to his shelter, undeterred.

He reminded Fatty Xu once again, "Fatty, Xu Family Town isn\'t safe. You need to stay vigilant around those people."

"If you ever sense danger, you can come to my place anytime. Your big brother will protect you!" Zhang Yi valued Fatty Xu, who was obedient and useful. Having another Superhuman around would be an extra asset in any direct conflict. If a battle ever broke out, Fatty Xu\'s chaotic powers would surely cause the enemy to stumble.

Fatty Xu, deeply moved, nodded. "Thank you, Boss! If that day ever comes, I\'ll definitely come to you."

But there was an unspoken understanding: that day hadn\'t come yet. Fatty Xu still had lingering attachments—Xu Lili, the girl he saw only a few times but considered his one true love.

"You do what you think is best!" Zhang Yi said, not pressuring him. This was a decision Fatty Xu had to make for himself.

After ending the call, Zhang Yi continued to eat while enjoying the company of the two women attending to him. A little later, his phone rang again—this time, it was Uncle You.

Uncle You, hearing the explosion from far away, called to check on Zhang Yi\'s situation. Zhang Yi smiled faintly. Uncle You was one of the few people Zhang Yi completely trusted; their bond was forged through life-and-death experiences.

Without hiding anything, Zhang Yi told Uncle You that West Hill Base was attacking his shelter.

"What? How dare they attack you?" Uncle You exclaimed, outraged. "Aren\'t they supposed to be protecting us?"

As a retired soldier, Uncle You couldn\'t contain his anger upon hearing that military forces were attacking Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi replied calmly, "Uncle You, they\'re not the same as they were in your time."

"The apocalypse changes everything. The ones who survived are just a militarized organization, loyal only to themselves. Do you understand?"

"They might have strict discipline and a background in official institutions from before the apocalypse, but at the core, they\'re no different from the gangs we wiped out, like the Tianhe Gang and the Wild Wolf Gang."

"Everyone\'s fighting for resources to survive. I\'m used to it."

Though Zhang Yi spoke casually, Uncle You fell silent, deeply affected. For him, this was a hard truth to swallow.

After a moment, Uncle You spoke with determination. "Zhang Yi, wait for me. I have to come to help you with this!"

Author\'s Note