Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 505: The Zombie Horde, Bai Xue Jiao, and the Blood Vine

Only then did Zhang Yi remember that he hadn’t checked Zheng Yixian’s file yet.

He raised an eyebrow. "At this point, does he even matter?"

Zheng Yixian was strong, but after multiple battles, Zhang Yi was certain he was at most on the same level as Xiao Honglian, Wei Dinghai, and Xing Tian.

He wasn’t a major threat.

Zhang Yi said, "For a long time, Yuan Kongye hid in the shadows, seemingly uninvolved in Bai Xue Jiao’s affairs, leaving everything to Zheng Yixian."

"But now, it’s clear—Zheng Yixian was just a puppet."

Yang Xinxin’s slender, fair fingers lightly tapped the armrest of her wheelchair.

Leaning lazily on her hand, she tilted her head and opened Zheng Yixian’s file.

"Is this Yuan Kongye’s personal scheme, or is the entire Bai Xue Jiao in on it?"

"That makes all the difference."

"If it’s the latter, then we’re up against an entire cult of sinister superhumans."

"But if everyone else has been deceived—if Yuan Kongye tricked her own people—then we have a chance to turn her followers against her."

Zhang Yi stuffed his hands into his pockets, recalling the time he had spent in Bai Xue Jiao’s encampment.

"In that battle, Bai Xue Jiao lost nearly 90% of its people."

"Even their superhumans suffered heavy casualties."

"If they knew the truth, then they’re damn good actors—because they threw their lives away without hesitation."

"So I don’t think many people knew what was really going on. It’s likely that only Yuan Kongye and a select few were in on it."

Yang Xinxin nodded. "Then let’s see what Zheng Yixian’s file says. Maybe we’ll find some answers."

Zhang Yi leaned forward and scanned through Zheng Yixian’s personal records.

His life story was rather uneventful.

He was born into a middle-class family in Tianhai City and had a comfortable upbringing.

His parents weren’t religious, but they were neighbors with Yuan Kongye’s family.

As a result, he had known Yuan Kongye since childhood.

He was five years older than her and had always acted as her big brother.

After Yuan Kongye’s tragic ordeal, her whereabouts became a mystery.

But interestingly, records showed that Zheng Yixian also left Tianhai City around the same time.

Xiao Honglian speculated in her report that the two of them likely lived together.

There were indications that the mentally shattered Yuan Kongye had spent time in a well-known rehabilitation center.

And Zheng Yixian had been by her side the whole time.

After reading the file, Zhang Yi fell into deep thought.

"It seems Zheng Yixian knows everything about Yuan Kongye’s plans."

"In fact, it’s possible that this entire scheme was something they devised together."

"As for the rest of Bai Xue Jiao… most of them were just blind followers, drawn in by Yuan Kongye’s so-called ‘Blessing,’ only to be led to their deaths."

A bitter smile tugged at Zhang Yi’s lips.

"It’s just like that joke."

‘You think you’re earning interest, but in reality, they’re after your principal.’

"Those who joined Bai Xue Jiao thought they were gaining protection. They had no idea that most of them were walking straight to their deaths."

"And the ones who are still alive… probably won’t last much longer either. Especially the superhumans."

"They were nothing more than Yuan Kongye’s livestock, raised for her to harvest."

Suddenly, everything clicked into place.

"This all makes sense now!"

Zhang Yi’s thoughts became clearer as he analyzed the situation.

"I’ve always said that there’s no such thing as a free lunch."

"No wonder Bai Xue Jiao was so aggressive in recruiting followers, even when their own resources were running low."

"Because those people weren’t recruits… they were food!"

"That was the only way to secure a steady supply of test subjects."

"The Great Decree was used to filter out those with potential, bestowing them with the Ice Soul to awaken their abilities."

"And once they awakened, they were eliminated in various ways, allowing Yuan Kongye to reclaim their powers!"

Zhang Yi’s mind flashed back to the battlefield during the Five Armies War.

He had found so many corpses of superhumans—empty husks.

When they died, he couldn’t absorb their abilities.

That was because their powers had already been transferred back to Yuan Kongye!

"Just how many abilities has she absorbed?"

A shiver ran down Zhang Yi’s spine.

Yuan Kongye had been planning this since the very beginning of the apocalypse.

Now, she had become the most powerful superhuman in Tianhai City.

Her level of scheming was terrifying.

Zhang Yi rubbed his temples.

The sheer amount of information he had just processed left his mind in chaos.

Too much.

"…I need to go back and think this through. Xinxin, help me figure this out too."

"How do we keep Bai Xue Jiao from wiping us out?"

Zhang Yi wasn’t deluding himself with false hope.

Yuan Kongye had sacrificed tens of thousands of her own followers without hesitation.

There was no reason she would spare him.

Especially since she had given him the Ice Soul.

And among the superhumans of Tianhai City, Zhang Yi was undoubtedly one of the strongest—perhaps second only to her.

Have you ever seen a cat that doesn’t eat fish?

Zhang Yi had only two choices.

Flee to Jiangnan District and abandon everything.

Or find a way to kill Yuan Kongye—either by taking her life or stripping her of her power so that she was no longer a threat.

Yang Xinxin nodded, fully aware of the gravity of the situation.

There were still too many unanswered questions.

And this wasn’t just about Zhang Yi.

The survival of their entire shelter depended on their next move.

They had to be extremely careful and come up with a flawless plan.

Zhang Yi left the control room and returned to his quarters.

Kicking off his shoes, he jumped onto his velvet-covered bed.

This bed was a custom order from Rome, purchased by Young Master Wang for millions.

It was ridiculously comfortable.

Zhang Yi thought: If I really have to leave Tianhai City, I’m taking this bed with me.

No, not just the bed. I’ll take all the furniture I can.

Then he laughed at himself.

At a time like this, he was thinking about furniture?

Was it really the bed he couldn’t bear to leave behind?

No.

It was the peaceful, comfortable life he had built in the shelter.

But right now, a massive crisis loomed ahead, forcing him to plan ahead.

"Zombie horde, Bai Xue Jiao, Ice Soul, Blood Vine…"

The words swirled through his mind.

There were still too many unanswered questions.

And until he figured them out, he wouldn’t know what move to make next.

Every battle plan depended on two key factors.

First, overwhelming power.

Second, detailed intelligence.

Neither could be lacking.

Author's Note