Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

In the short span of chaos, he successfully planted the explosives in the Second Life Pod.

This was where the core figures of West Hill Base resided. If they all died, the base would fall apart.

Even if the remaining soldiers survived, they would be little more than a leaderless, scattered force.

So, even the worst outcome was one Zhang Yi could live with.

Still, seeing the wave of soldiers flooding in from all directions down the passageways made Zhang Yi feel a sense of awe.

Luckily, he had injected himself with a stimulant.

Instead of fear, he felt exhilarated, his blood boiling with excitement.

He opened the Dimensional Gate, pulled out his rifle, and fired. The bullets he used were specially crafted armor-piercing rounds—designed specifically for dealing with the Special Forces Team’s armor.

In just five minutes, over thirty soldiers had fallen to his rifle.

But more soldiers kept coming.

They had orders to hold Zhang Yi and his team at all costs.

With so many people willing to sacrifice themselves, Zhang Yi and his team found their pace delayed.

Uncle You transformed into a titan-like giant, clearing blockades with his immense, rock-like skin, so tough that bullets barely left a mark on it.

Zhang Yi called out, “Uncle You, be careful!”

Taking bullets head-on was fine with Uncle You’s thick skin, but it made Zhang Yi nervous just watching.

Uncle You laughed, “Don’t worry about me!”

Not only was he physically strong, but he also had regenerative abilities, allowing him to heal quickly from non-lethal injuries.

At that moment, five Special Forces Team members in white armor appeared before him.

Some were familiar faces to Zhang Yi, including Shen Hong and Yu Lang.

These five were modified humans, all enhanced with cells from Ling Feng!

Shen Hong and Yu Lang’s eyes turned red upon seeing Zhang Yi.

So many of their comrades had died at Zhang Yi’s hands during their last mission, leaving only the two of them alive. Their hatred for Zhang Yi ran deep. ᚱά

“Zhang Yi!!!” Shen Hong roared. “You’re not leaving now. Today, you die here!”

The five men, knowing Zhang Yi’s abilities, didn’t bother with firearms.

Instead, they came at him with bayonets, claw knives, and batons, launching a flurry of attacks.

Uncle You snorted, “If you want Zhang Yi, you’ll have to get through me first!”

As Zhang Yi’s shield, he wouldn’t let anyone lay a hand on him.

The five modified humans charged at Uncle You, expecting an intense battle.

But to their shock, Uncle You swung his massive arm and sent them all flying with a single strike!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The five crashed into the walls, coughing up blood from internal injuries.

“Half-baked modified humans really think they can compete with a true Superhuman?”

Zhang Yi said coolly.

Uncle You was stronger than ever.

His mutation kept progressing, making his abilities grow with time.

Modified humans, on the other hand, were flawed; the mutated cells slowly ate away at their healthy cells.

They only grew weaker over time.

“They’re nothing,” Uncle You said, disappointment flickering in his eyes.

“I wish I could face a real Superhuman in a true battle.”

His fists itched with anticipation.

Though he now possessed immense strength, he hadn’t yet faced a real fight to test it, making him restless.

“I’d rather never have to fight at all,” Zhang Yi muttered.

The group moved past the incapacitated modified humans and continued their retreat.

“You think you can escape that easily?”

A cold laugh echoed from around the corner as a tall, thin figure emerged.

The gold star insignia on his combat uniform marked his status as a team captain.

Zhang Yi recognized him immediately—the Superhuman known as Fang Zun, codename “Fire Man.”

“Dimensional Gate!” Zhang Yi instantly opened the portal.

Fang Zun sneered and extended his hands towards Zhang Yi and his team. With a boom, a massive fire dragon roared down the corridor toward them!

The Dimensional Gate swallowed the fire dragon, but Fang Zun continued his assault, and no one knew how long he could sustain it.

“He’s stalling us!” Zhang Yi’s eyes narrowed as he quickly grasped Fang Zun’s intent.

Once Zhang Yi opened the Dimensional Gate, he couldn’t move it. Unless Fang Zun stopped, Zhang Yi would be unable to escape.

And that fire control ability, which Zhang Yi once deemed practically useless, was proving devastating in these close quarters.

The intense heat was spreading along the walls, even making the reinforced concrete glow red.

Fang Zun’s flames must have reached over a thousand degrees Celsius!

If Zhang Yi didn’t stop Fang Zun, more Special Forces Team members would arrive soon.

Seeing that they were close to their exit, Zhang Yi called out, “Fatty, it’s up to you now!”

With those words, a torrent of snow burst from the Dimensional Gate, instantly smothering Fang Zun’s fire dragon.

Fang Zun stepped back but continued to block the passage, sneering, “You think this little trick will stop me? Too naive!”

He pulled out a large metal canister from behind him, unscrewed the cap, and poured out a stream of black, oily liquid.

It was a special fuel he’d formulated, burning ten times hotter than gasoline!

The black oil spread beneath his feet.

With a snap of his fingers, a flame sparked from Fang Zun’s fingertip, transforming into a snake that slithered onto the ground.

Whoosh!

Flames shot up from the ground, reaching five or six meters high.

Yet, Fang Zun stood in the middle of the inferno unharmed, with not a single flame touching his clothes.

He twirled his fingers, commanding an even larger fire dragon to strike Zhang Yi and his group.

“Let’s see how long you last! The captains will be here any moment now, and then you’re dead!” Fang Zun laughed.

He was intentionally trying to rattle Zhang Yi’s team, hoping they’d slip up.

But, having taken stimulants, the three felt more exhilaration than fear.

As Fang Zun’s fire dragon surged forward, Fatty Xu leapt into action, summoning a pale blue glow from his hands. The snow that Zhang Yi had brought swirled and transformed into a roaring snowstorm!

Fatty Xu’s power only worked in icy conditions.

So, Zhang Yi had specifically collected a large amount of snow in his Dimensional Space for this moment.

The snowstorm clashed with the fire dragon, filling the passage with thick steam.

Fang Zun hesitated, taken aback. His intel on Fatty Xu was limited.

None of them had ever seen Fatty Xu in action before.

But Fatty Xu’s snowstorm created just enough time and space for Zhang Yi and the others to make their escape.

“Go!”

As Fatty Xu held off Fang Zun, Zhang Yi and Uncle You dashed forward.

But then, a terrifying blast of wind struck from behind.

“You wanted a real fight, didn’t you? I’ll play with you.”

A familiar voice echoed in Zhang Yi’s ears.

Zhang Yi’s eyes widened in recognition.

Though Fang Zun had only held them back for seconds, it was enough for the others to catch up.

“Look out!” Zhang Yi warned his team.

In the next instant, a blurry figure surged from the end of the passage, charging straight at Uncle You.

Uncle You instinctively swung a punch forward.

The figure didn’t dodge; instead, he threw a punch of his own.

The next moment, Zhang Yi and the others watched in shock as Uncle You staggered back seven or eight steps and collapsed.

His right arm twisted at a grotesque angle, his fist a bloody mess, with bone visible through his shredded skin.

Uncle You, whose physical strength was his hallmark, had been defeated in a single blow!

Zhang Yi’s heart sank as he stared at the man.

Only one person at West Hill Base had the monstrous strength to bring down Uncle You with a single hit—Ling Feng.

Ling Feng stood just ten meters from Zhang Yi, making no move to advance.

Not because of any sense of honor, but because as soon as Uncle You was struck down, Zhang Yi had opened the Dimensional Gate to block his path.

If Ling Feng came any closer, he would be drawn into the portal, where Zhang Yi would have the advantage.

But somehow, Ling Feng sensed this and stopped instinctively.

Fatty Xu, seeing the scene unfold, broke into a cold sweat. “Uncle You, are you okay?”

Sweating heavily, Uncle You grimaced. Thanks to the stimulant, he barely felt any pain.

“Fine, just… feels like I got hit by a train.”

Without a word, Zhang Yi threw him another dose of stimulant.

It could only be used up to three times due to the severe side effects, which would leave the user debilitated for two weeks.

But there was no time to worry about that now.

Zhang Yi needed Uncle You’s fighting ability against such a formidable foe.

Ahead, Fatty Xu continued to hold off Fang Zun with his snowstorm. The element advantage kept them at a stalemate.

For Zhang Yi, that was enough.

It gave him the chance to focus on the approaching threat from Ling Feng’s direction.

Hua Hua’s fur stood on end, and she let out a low growl.

Liang Yue rested her hand on the hilt of her Tang Sword, ready for a fight.

“Don’t worry; he’s not getting through,” Zhang Yi said calmly.

He was confident

that with the Dimensional Gate in a confined space like this, he was unbeatable.

If it weren’t for this advantage, he wouldn’t have risked coming so far into West Hill Base.

Ling Feng stood before the Dimensional Gate, able to sense its unique spatial energy.

He had also learned from their previous battles that the Dimensional Gate couldn’t launch attacks on its own.

As long as he didn’t enter, Zhang Yi couldn’t reach him.

Crossing his arms, Ling Feng sneered, “You think you’ll escape after coming here?”

One by one, more captain-level Superhumans appeared behind him.

Each of them glared at Zhang Yi with a look of pure hatred.

Author's Note