Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 143: Making an End

Chapter 143: Making an End

Uncle You was deeply moved by Zhang Yi's words, unsure how to express his gratitude.

"This... this is too much trouble for you. Your resources are limited! Adding three more people means we’d need more than double the coal just for heating."

"I'll move out once I'm healed. I have arms and legs; I can't just let you support us."

Zhang Yi smiled and replied, "Let's not talk about that now. Just focus on your recovery. We'll discuss the future when the time comes."

Just then, the baby in Zhang Yi's arms suddenly started crying loudly.

Zhang Yi had no experience with babies. The way he was holding the child was incorrect, which quickly woke the baby up and made her cry nonstop.

Zhang Yi tried to soothe the baby, but no matter what he did, she wouldn’t stop crying. The noise was giving him a headache.

Even though he had faced dozens of killers, he had never felt such a headache.

Uncle You, equally helpless, said, "It's always been Xie Limei who took care of the baby at home."

With no other option, Zhang Yi went to ask Zhou Ke'er for help.

"Can you think of a way to calm this baby down?" Zhang Yi asked, looking desperate.

However, Zhou Ke'er was just as clueless when she saw the crying baby.

"I... I don't know how to take care of a baby either!" she admitted.

Zhang Yi had a sudden idea. "How about giving her a sedative? If that doesn't work, maybe a bit of a sleeping pill?"

Zhou Ke'er looked at him in disbelief.

"Giving a baby sleeping pills would be very harmful to her body. That's not a good idea. Where is her mother?"

Zhang Yi replied coldly, "She went back to get some things."

With no other choice, Zhou Ke'er took the baby from Zhang Yi.

Both of them were inexperienced in handling babies, and Zhou Ke'er couldn’t calm her down either.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi had a thought. "Could it be that she needs a diaper change?"

Zhou Ke'er realized the same thing. She opened the swaddling clothes and found that the baby’s diaper was indeed full.

Zhang Yi coughed and stepped back a few paces. He took out a bag of diapers from his alternate space and placed it on the ground.

"It's all yours," he said, stepping further back.

Zhou Ke'er rolled her eyes but had no choice. She spent a good amount of time changing the baby’s diaper, and the crying finally subsided.

Zhang Yi and Zhou Ke'er then went to Uncle You’s room to keep him company and have Zhou Ke'er check on his condition.

Zhang Yi asked, "Uncle You, have you noticed any changes in your body? Anything unusual?"

Uncle You weakly shook his head.

"I feel completely drained. The only thing I notice is that my wound itches."

Zhou Ke'er reassured him, "That means your wound is healing. It's a normal phenomenon."

Zhang Yi learned that Uncle You's mutation didn’t grant him immunity to drugs. This was valuable information.

They chatted for another half hour, but Xie Limei still hadn’t returned.

Uncle You began to worry. "Why isn't she back yet?"

Zhang Yi's pupils narrowed as he replied, "Could she have encountered danger?"

He quickly stood up, looking concerned. "The situation outside is chaotic. People are still fighting between buildings. Even Jiang Lei and Li Chengbin attacked me yesterday."

"We can't guarantee there are no traitors among the remaining people."

"This is bad. Sister Xie might be in danger!"

Zhang Yi looked tense.

Uncle You, equally worried, said, "Zhang Yi, please go check on her! Make sure she’s safe."

Zhang Yi nodded. "Ke'er, take care of Uncle You and the baby. I’ll go check!"

After saying that, he quickly left the room.

Zhang Yi returned to his apartment and began gearing up.

A bulletproof vest, bulletproof pants, tactical belt, pistol, and knife. An M4 slung over his shoulder, and a bulletproof helmet clicked into place.

Fully prepared, Zhang Yi took out his phone and sent a message to the community’s group chat.

"Everyone, gather in room 1301 on the 13th floor. I will distribute supplies and decide the allocation of units in the Yue Lu community."

"You can choose any unit. First come, first served."

After sending the message, Zhang Yi specifically messaged Xu Hao: "Stay put at home."

Then he put his phone away and walked out the door.

Zhang Yi's pace was slow, but he could hear the rush of footsteps echoing in the stairwell.

The neighbors, knowing that Zhang Yi was going to distribute supplies and allocate units, were thrilled.

They scrambled to the 13th floor, eager to claim the best units.

Zhang Yi, with an assault rifle in hand, walked down the stairs at a leisurely pace.

It took him five minutes to descend the stairs from the 11th floor.

When he reached the 13th floor, he heard excited chatter from room 1301.

The neighbors were ecstatic, imagining a future filled with peace and prosperity.

"With the other buildings subdued, our community will be ours to rule!"

"Haha, Zhang Yi is generous, letting each of us manage a building. Imagine having the other units as our servants!"

"The main concern is the supply of resources. Zhang Yi needs to keep providing food or share the snowmobile with us."

"I think he’ll agree. The community is stable now; he won’t want to disrupt the peace."

"We can support Zhang Yi as the community leader, and in return, he provides food and safety. It’s fair."

"In return, we can offer labor and help defend the community from outsiders."

They didn’t know Zhang Yi was outside the door, listening to their fantasies.

He smiled coldly, hearing their naive plans.

With a mocking grin, Zhang Yi pulled out two grenades from his alternate space.

He also grabbed a riot shield, positioning it in front of him.

Prepared, Zhang Yi pulled the pins from the grenades and rolled them into the room.

He quickly raised the riot shield and stepped back.

Inside, one of the neighbors noticed the rolling objects.

"Huh, what’s this?"

He bent down to take a closer look.

When he recognized the grenades, it was too late.

A burst of fire swallowed him instantly.

"Boom!!!!!!!"

The explosion blew apart the dozen people inside, shaking the entire building.