Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 152: The Foul-Mouthed Man

Chapter 152: The Foul-Mouthed Man

After Xu Hao got off the snowmobile, Zhang Yi stored it in his spatial space.

Xu Hao stood by, his eyes wide open. "What... What is this?"

Zhang Yi gave him a casual glance. "Never seen it before?"

Xu Hao was speechless, thinking, I’d be shocked if I had! "So, Brother Zhang, you're a mutant!"

Zhang Yi replied, "I prefer terms like superhuman or empowered individual. 'Mutant' feels a bit derogatory."

Xu Hao, full of curiosity, said, "I've learned something new today!"

Zhang Yi trudged through the snow, with Xu Hao quickly following, his face full of flattery. "Brother Zhang, I'll stick with you from now on! You're like a real brother to me. Look after your little brother!"

Zhang Yi replied, "That depends on your performance."

Xu Hao nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, don't worry. I know Wang Siming very well. This operation will be foolproof!"

Zhang Yi sneered, "You'd better be right!"

Storing the snowmobile was to prevent Wang Siming from killing him. Although Zhang Yi had mastered new abilities with his spatial space, he avoided unnecessary risks.

The two walked into the community. Cloud Manor had over a hundred villas. The blizzard had mostly been blown away, covering only half of the doorways. Additionally, being near the river, the temperature was higher than in the Yue Lu community.

As they walked through the snow, they gradually attracted some attention. Zhang Yi clearly noticed figures appearing behind some windows.

He asked Xu Hao, "Why do I feel like there are still many survivors here? Do wealthy people normally stockpile food?"

Xu Hao was very familiar with this. "Actually, they do. But their stockpiles are different from what regular families store."

"For example, my dad once stored over a hundred top-quality Spanish hams in our cold storage!"

"And the people living here are all famous tycoons. Almost every villa has a wine cellar and specially supplied food."

"Since everyone lives separately, they don't face the widespread hunger and conflict like in the Yue Lu community. So, they can survive a bit longer."

Zhang Yi nodded, "I see."

He wasn't too concerned about this. After all, nobody here knew him, and due to the food shortage, these wealthy people would eventually starve.

They walked along the road towards Wang Siming's villa, which was centrally located and numbered 101. Zhang Yi observed the surroundings as they walked, both to check for dangers and to familiarize himself with the area for future plans.

As they passed a villa, they suddenly heard an excited shout.

"Hey, are you here to rescue us?"

Zhang Yi and Xu Hao turned to see a man bundled up in a black down jacket, energetically waving from an open window.

"Who is it?" Zhang Yi glanced at Xu Hao. "Your friend?"

Xu Hao was unsure. He had many acquaintances nearby. "I don't know. But Brother Zhang, let's ignore him and let him die!"

Xu Hao didn't care. Zhang Yi nodded and was about to continue.

Seeing their indifference, the man became anxious.

"Damn it, are you deaf? F***, I'm calling you over and you don't hear me?"

The man trudged through the snow, quickly blocking their path.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly. Such foul language? Why did it sound familiar?

His hand moved to his thigh, tempted to kill the man. However, considering the upcoming mission, he didn't want to alarm anyone and refrained from acting.

He just coldly stared at the man, trying to figure out his identity.

Xu Hao stepped up, not wanting Zhang Yi to dirty his hands. "Who the f*** are you?"

The man pulled down the scarf covering his face, revealing a pale, chubby face.

"Don't you recognize me? I'm Zhang Yuan Zheng, the famous TV host!"

Zhang Yi laughed. No wonder the voice sounded familiar. That foul mouth had become his trademark in the entertainment industry.

Zhang Yuan Zheng didn't notice their expressions and started cursing again.

"You two are like candles, aren't you? Why don't you light up?"

"Damn, we've been calling for so long, and now you show up to rescue us. What have you been doing with our taxpayer money?"

Zhang Yi wanted to slap him but became curious about his mention of calling for help. Could Zhang Yuan Zheng contact the hidden organization in Tianhai City?

"What do you mean by that? We..."

Zhang Yi started to ask, but Zhang Yuan Zheng interrupted.

"I'm telling you, we need to leave here now. The villa is expensive, but we’re out of food and fuel."

"You need to take us to the shelter and arrange separate housing for me and my partner. We can't live with others."

Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow at the mention of a "shelter." This was the first he’d heard of such a place in Tianhai City.

However, it made sense. Every city had plans for emergencies like floods or air raids. The hidden organizations were likely in those shelters.

"Do you know where the shelter is?" Zhang Yi asked.

Zhang Yuan Zheng widened his eyes, "You're asking me? How can you ask me? Aren't you from the shelter to rescue us?"

Zhang Yi was getting annoyed by his shrill voice. This man had been rude from the start, always acting superior. Zhang Yi wondered where his confidence came from.

"We're not from there. And stop dreaming. They can't even take care of themselves, let alone you."

"What... what?" Zhang Yuan Zheng held his head in shock. "How is that possible? We pay a lot in taxes. We're celebrities. Don't they fear public backlash if they abandon us?"

Zhang Yi and Xu Hao looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Xu Hao whispered to Zhang Yi, "The villa area has few people, so news doesn't spread much. He probably doesn't know the real situation outside."

Zhang Yi asked, "Doesn't he go online?"

Since the apocalypse, communications were severely restricted. For Zhang Yi in the Yue Lu community, only local contacts were possible. Distant friends or relatives were unreachable. However, official media still used super servers to broadcast nationwide.

Had Zhang Yuan Zheng received no external information?

Suddenly, Zhang Yi recalled the official broadcasts filled with empty reassurances.

"According to Hopkins University, this snowstorm will last three months, after which global temperatures will rise above freezing."

"China has launched comprehensive relief efforts and achieved remarkable results."

"In response to public demands, we persistently fight the snowstorm..."

"New mechanisms, new directions, new income sources, new advantages, new paths..."

"Key, fundamental, crucial, core, guaranteed..."

"We'll fully adapt to the cold, a short-term pain for long-term gain."

He realized why Zhang Yuan Zheng was so clueless.