Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Oberon Ques completely ignored Zhang Yi's words.

Soon, the soldiers carried out many items from the ship's cabin.

All sorts of canned food and firearms were piled up in a dazzling array.

Seeing this, Oberon Ques said to his adjutant, "Did you find anything else suspicious?"

The adjutant replied, "We've checked. It's just an ordinary civilian ship. Nothing suspicious."

Oberon Ques nodded, "Take them with us. Let's return!"

He said this openly in front of everyone, and Zhang Yi heard it clearly.

Zhang Yi's eyes slowly narrowed.

"Shut up!"

A soldier immediately pointed his gun at Zhang Yi's head.

"You have no right to speak now! Your ship has been requisitioned by the Malayan Navy. And you—you now have the glorious opportunity to serve the Malayan Navy. Thank God!"

Zhang Yi let out a long sigh. Old Tian and the others looked at the soldiers before them, pitying them.

Why couldn't they just live peacefully? Did they have to seek death?

"In my life, I hate nothing more than having a gun pointed at my head!"

Spatial Acceleration—Thirtyfold!

Zhang Yi's figure suddenly vanished before the Malayan Navy's eyes.

A black streak of light flashed through the air like a dark serpent materializing out of nowhere.

In an instant, over a dozen navy personnel were sliced in half—guns and all!

Oberon Ques's hair stood on end as he sensed the approach of death.

He raised his arms, transforming them into a massive crystal shield in front of him.

Yet all his desperate struggles were in vain. With just one slash, he met the same fate as the ordinary soldiers—instantly killed.

Two seconds.

Every Malayan Navy soldier on the Golden Edge's deck was dead.

The navy personnel on the warship realized something was wrong and hurriedly prepared to open fire.

But Zhang Yi had already leaped onto the warship's deck.

How terrifying was the full power of a top-tier Delta-level superhuman?

To ordinary people and low-level superhumans, he was a god!

Zhang Yi held nothing back, unleashing his full strength to slaughter the Malayan Navy before him!

This operation had to remain secret. Even a one-second delay could allow the enemy to transmit information about them to Malaya's naval headquarters.

If that happened, their entire plan would be exposed.

Zhang Yi couldn't afford that risk.

That was why, initially, he had intended to offer some supplies to settle the matter peacefully.

Unfortunately, these Malayan Navy soldiers were too greedy—so they had to die.

After annihilating the soldiers on the deck in seconds, Zhang Yi swung his blade in a reverse slash!

"Crash!"

The bulletproof glass and thick armor of the command center were torn apart like paper!

The soldiers inside were also bisected along with the command center.

"Quick, take control of their command console!" Zhang Yi shouted to Old Tian and the others.

Then he reversed his grip on Holy Judgment's hilt and plunged it into the deck below!

Dark matter surged like flames, instantly destroying the propulsion systems beneath the deck before flooding into every compartment like a torrent.

The Malayan soldiers were engulfed by the dark matter. No matter what material their combat suits were made of, they were immediately submerged and disintegrated into particles.

Zhang Yi leaped down through the gash in the deck to eliminate any survivors.

Old Tian hastily led his men onto the warship to seize control of the command console.

The counterattack was completed in moments—from Zhang Yi's first move to Old Tian's boarding, less than half a minute had passed.

Within dozens of seconds, Zhang Yi had killed everyone on the warship.

The slaughter had been swift. Zhang Yi panted heavily, feeling oddly exhilarated.

Not from fear, but from concern that he hadn't been fast enough—that intel about them might have been sent out.

If that happened, their mission could be compromised.

He returned to the deck with his blade. The command center's roof had been sheared off, exposing all its electronic equipment to the frigid wind.

"Well? Did they transmit any information about us?" Zhang Yi asked.

Among the sailors was an engineer, who inspected the equipment before replying, "Mr. Zhang, they didn't have time to send anything. But this ship is severely damaged. It won't be long before the Malayan Navy notices something's wrong."

"Can we buy some time? The longer, the better."

The sailor said, "At most two hours before they realize something's amiss. And with their technology, they'll definitely track our location."

"If that happens, we might face a Malayan Navy siege. That would be troublesome."

Zhang Yi bit his finger, then immediately returned to the Golden Edge and contacted Yang Xinxin in Tianhai City via communicator.

"Brother! Xinxin missed you so much!" Yang Xinxin's adorable face appeared on the screen.

Zhang Yi smiled. Even at sea, he video-called his family every few days.

"Xinxin, I've run into a serious problem. Can you help me figure something out?"

Zhang Yi explained the situation.

Yang Xinxin, sucking on a lollipop, replied, "That's easy to solve! Since you have their communication equipment, just connect it to Xinxin's computer. I can fake their communications with the Malayan Navy."

"That way, it'll take them at least 30 hours to realize something's wrong."

Yang Xinxin sat in the shelter's control room, surrounded by dozens of large screens.

Her delicate fingers flew across the keyboard.

"Malaya is just a mid-tier small country. Their management systems must be chaotic right now. I'll find an excuse to buy time."

Recalling their attempt to seize the Golden Edge, Zhang Yi suggested, "Tell them they encountered a ship from the Neon Nation and tried to loot its supplies."

If they could redirect the blame, even better.

"Got it! I'll follow your script, brother!"

Zhang Yi plugged a signal receiver into the warship's console, and Yang Xinxin quickly hacked into its system.

She then sent a message to the Malayan Navy, claiming the ship they encountered wasn't from the Huaxu Kingdom but belonged to Ronin from the Neon Nation.

They were currently in pursuit.

In the apocalypse, with limited intelligence, this story wouldn't easily raise suspicions.

Afterward, Yang Xinxin would maintain periodic contact with Malaya to stall for time.

By then, Zhang Yi and his crew would have sailed far from Malayan waters.

Even if the Malayan Navy tried to pursue them, the lack of intel and the high cost of long-range naval operations would likely deter them.

Yang Xinxin took control of the warship, sending false signals to the Malayan Navy.

Zhang Yi and the others returned to the Golden Edge.

"Old Tian, full speed ahead! Get us out of these waters as fast as possible!" Zhang Yi ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang!"

Old Tian didn't dare delay, immediately commanding the crew to go full speed.

The crew members' faces were alight with excitement.

Seeing their leader's overwhelming power—casually slaughtering an entire navy—filled them with pride.

Everyone worked with renewed vigor, returning to their posts.

Only then did Zhang Yi notice Zhou Ke'er treating Zhu Yunque.

A soldier had shoved her earlier, injuring her elbow.

In the cold season, the human body was more fragile and prone to injury.

Coupled with Zhu Yunque's delicate upbringing, this wasn't surprising.

"There, there, you'll be fine," Zhou Ke'er said, using her [Doctor] ability to heal the injury quickly.

But the pain wouldn't fade so fast.

Zhu Yunque's eyes were red with grievance as she stared resentfully at Zhang Yi.

"Why didn't you help me when they bullied me?"

She felt deeply wronged.

If Zhang Yi had intervened earlier, she wouldn't have been hurt.

Since when could a mere soldier push her around?

"If you'd kept your mouth shut earlier, this wouldn't have happened," Zhang Yi replied dismissively.

Author's Note