Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

When Zhang Yi arrived, Lu Keran was deeply engrossed in examining the white armor. He entered and placed the chemical materials he had collected from a large factory warehouse in Tianhai City into her workspace. The sheer volume of materials he had brought left Lu Keran stunned.

“Big Brother, where did you find all this?” she asked, eyes wide with amazement.

Zhang Yi simply smiled and patted his hands. “Don’t worry about that. I told you before I’ll handle the materials. You just need to turn them into bombs for me!”

Lu Keran, filled with confidence, pounded her chest. “Don’t worry, Big Brother! Making advanced weapons might be challenging, but explosives? That’s child’s play!”

Zhang Yi’s gaze shifted to the two sets of armor. “What about these? Can you replicate them?”

Lu Keran grinned. “Of course! But remember, mass-produced items are made with cost in mind, not peak performance. If I were to create armor specifically for you, it would be far superior to these!”

Her words excited Zhang Yi. “Then go ahead, make the best armor possible. Don’t worry about the cost—use whatever materials you need. I’m not concerned with value for money; I want the highest performance.”

Lu Keran was thrilled by Zhang Yi’s request. As a mechanical genius, she longed for a patron who would support her wild ideas without constraint. “I’ll make you the best armor in the world!” she promised, her face flushing with excitement.

Zhang Yi encouraged her before leaving the workshop, making sure not to take up any more of her work time. Afterward, he took a quick shower, changed into workout clothes, and headed to the third-floor gym. The shelter’s residents often used this space for exercise, but when Zhang Yi practiced his abilities, the area was off-limits to everyone else. As a result, none of the others knew the specifics of his powers.

Zhang Yi closed the gym door and removed a compound bow from his dimensional space. Since absorbing Xie Huanhuan’s powers, he had felt a noticeable increase in his physical energy and cellular activity, as if a vibrant new force was bubbling up from within him. He was eager to see just how much his abilities had improved.

He nocked an arrow and drew the bow, his right eye flashing with a white light. An invisible, colorless energy wrapped around the arrow, a force Zhang Yi could somehow perceive. Everything felt faster, sharper, stronger.

He aimed at a target 500 meters away—a distance he had never attempted. The bowstring pulled taut, and with a soft "whoosh," the arrow shot out. In the blink of an eye, the target exploded into splinters. Zhang Yi heard the target shattering only after it had already been destroyed. His arrow had traveled faster than the speed of sound.

Even Zhang Yi was startled by the power of his enhanced abilities. He looked at his hands, amazed at how much stronger he had become from absorbing the stolen power. His arrows now packed more punch than a typical firearm.

Curious about his newfound limits, Zhang Yi shifted his focus. He retrieved the Loong Roar Sword, a treasure he had taken from Liang Yue, and decided to test his speed. "Double speed!" he commanded, feeling his movements quicken immediately. But he sensed there was more power waiting to be tapped into.

"Triple speed!"

"Quadruple speed!"

As he pushed his abilities further, Zhang Yi finally felt a strain at quadruple speed, but his movements were so fast they left afterimages in the air. He continued to practice, cutting through wooden training dummies with the Loong Roar Sword, the blade slicing cleanly through the thick wood with a mirror-smooth finish.

After twenty minutes of intense practice, Zhang Yi began to feel fatigued and quickly stopped, replenishing his energy with some power bars. Reflecting on his enhanced combat prowess, he realized he was much stronger. Even against highly skilled warriors, he felt confident in his chances.

However, Zhang Yi also recognized his greatest advantage was his long-range sniping abilities. If he could avoid close combat, he would. But if forced into a fight, he would surely surprise any opponent with his true strength.

Zhang Yi sighed, wishing he could learn a few advanced combat techniques to become a more well-rounded fighter. Despite his newfound power, he remained cautious, never underestimating any opponent. He knew that even a lion uses all its strength to hunt a rabbit.

What Zhang Yi didn’t realize was how much fear he had already instilled in the leaders of West Hill Base​.

Author\'s Note