In the ice age apocalypse, I hoarded ten billion worth of supplies

The building managers of each unit sent people to take the food back in an orderly manner.

Zhang Yi also distributed food to the people in his unit and returned home as usual.

The next day, except for Li Jian, the building managers of other unit buildings still did not distribute any food to ordinary residents.

So on the night of this day, seeing that the last hope was completely destroyed, the residents of the community went completely crazy!

The community became unprecedentedly lively.

I don't know when it started, but the sound of shouting and killing came from each unit building one after another.

The hoarse curses and desperate roars echoed in the corridor, and even the north wind could not completely cover them.

The dark night was their only cover. When these timid ordinary people didn't even want their lives, the powerful rulers of each unit building realized how powerful they were!

After all, not everyone is like Zhang Yi, who has a perfect defensive fortress and terrifying firepower.

They are still in the era of cold weapons, and the advantage of numbers will have a huge impact on the battle situation.

Zhang Yi sat on his warm and comfortable velvet white quilt, quietly looking out the window.

The lights were off, and there was a comfortable silence, which formed a sharp contrast with the howling wind and snow and the shrill shouts of killing outside.

He didn't know how far the fight was going outside.

But he understood that the more people died tonight, the better it would be for him.

Before going to bed, Zhang Yi checked the safety of the entire room for the last time, and filled his pistol and assault rifle with bullets, and finally lay down comfortably.

...

The third day.

In the morning.

Zhang Yi walked out of the apartment building, and the scene in front of him made him gasp.

The snow, which was originally white, was now covered with bright red.

In the middle of the courtyard, there were fifty or sixty bodies lying in all directions!

And looking at their appearance, it seemed that they were forced to jump from a high place.

Some people curled up before they died. Although they were not killed by the fall, they were also frozen to death in the cold ice and snow after being seriously injured.

Zhang Yi raised his head and scanned the surrounding apartment buildings.

On many windows, there were traces of coagulated black blood.

It is conceivable what a brutal battle last night!

So much so that no one came out to sweep the snow this morning, and no one even dragged away the pile of corpses.

The residents of 25# stood at the door, terrified and afraid to breathe.

At this moment, they were extremely glad that they followed Zhang Yi.

Otherwise, most of them would have died!

Uncle You came over and asked, "Zhang Yi, do you still need to work today?"

Zhang Yi glanced at Uncle You, and then at the neighbors behind him.

He said lightly, "If you want to have food in the future, you have to work!"

"Unless," he pointed to the corpses on the ground, "you want to be like them."

Everyone was shocked.

Compared to these dead people, they were so happy!

At least they didn't need to fight for the scarce food, nor did they have to fight for their lives.

It's just work, as long as you can live!

"Yes, yes, we'll do it right away, right away!"

A group of neighbors were stimulated by the tragic scene, and they worked hard to sweep the snow with tools.

Uncle You looked at the scene around him and asked Zhang Yi: "It seems that no one in other apartment buildings has come out to sweep the snow. Should we notify them to come out?"

Zhang Yi glanced at him lightly, and suddenly smiled and asked back: "Do you think they have time now?"

Uncle You looked puzzled: "Huh?"

Zhang Yi said: "Last night was just the beginning. This conflict occurred between the rulers of each apartment building and ordinary residents."

"Unless they can solve the problem of food distribution, one side must be completely destroyed!"

"It's only one night, how can they be killed!"

After listening to Zhang Yi's words, Uncle You felt cold all over.

Is this the story of two peaches killing three warriors?

"Then let's go next..."

Zhang Yi said lightly: "What does it have to do with us? Let them kill slowly!"

The right time has not come yet, he is not in a hurry.

After Zhang Yi came back in the afternoon, he distributed food to them as usual.

However, he found that the people from several buildings had changed, and they were not members of the groups he was familiar with before.

It seemed that in the competition for the right to obtain food, the control of some unit buildings had changed hands.

But it didn't matter to him. No matter who was the building manager, he would cooperate according to the previous agreement.

However, after Zhang Yi went back that night, he sent a message to the building managers of each unit.

"If I don't see the results of my labor tomorrow, I can't guarantee the food, including cigarettes."

So the next day, when Zhang Yi went out, he saw the lively scene of everyone working together.

However, today, the number of people has decreased by at least one third compared to two days ago!

In other words, because of the unfair distribution of food, at least 400 people died in the community in two days!

Uncle You couldn't understand the scene in front of him.

He asked Zhang Yi: "These people clearly know that the ten portions of food in each building will not be theirs. But why don't they resist and fight for their chance to survive?" Zhang Yi suddenly smiled playfully when he heard this. "Maybe they haven't reached the limit of life and death yet." "Or maybe in extreme despair, they have accepted the fate of death and even think that it is a kind of relief." "No one can explain the human nature. I am the same." Uncle You shook his head in confusion: "But this is not a long-term solution! Are we just going to watch them go on like this?" Zhang Yi smiled and shook his head: "It won't last too long. Whether it's because of the lack of supplies or the fight between people, they will quickly die in the end of the world." Uncle You swallowed his saliva and didn't know what to say. At this time, a woman wearing fur came over in the snow. "Zhang Yi, I want to talk to you about cooperation again." The person who came was Chen Lingyu, the head of Building 9#. Her body was covered in blood, and it was obvious that she had experienced a very cruel killing last night.

But she survived.

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, with a bit of disdain in his expression.

"You? What can you talk to me about?"

Chen Lingyu stared at Zhang Yi's eyes, trying to apply her years of micro-business skills to him.

"If the community continues to develop like this, it will collapse sooner or later! There are many internal conflicts and it is impossible to manage effectively."

"Even if you can bring back more food, there will definitely be people who take more by force in the future. In this way, conflicts will be triggered, and more and more people will die!"

Zhang Yi looked at her calmly, "Oh. Then what?"

Nonsense, how could he not know that this would be the result?

Because the current situation was caused by him.