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

Zhang Yi can accept Zhou Ke'er, but she must submit a letter of surrender.

Zhang Yi's requirements are simple: useful, non-threatening, and the key is not to be a saint!

Zhang Yi is sure of the first two points.

But he wants to know whether Zhou Ke'er can be ruthless at the critical moment.

So, he gave Zhou Ke'er a task.

Zhou Ke'er has not replied to Zhang Yi for the time being, and it is obvious that she is also struggling.

Zhang Yi is not in a hurry, anyway, time is on his side.

If Zhou Ke'er can't pass this test, then Zhang Yi will decisively give up on her.

After all, Zhang Yi is in good health and the probability of getting an acute illness is very low.

He will not go out casually, and the risk of injury is also extremely low.

But how long Zhou Ke'er can live is hard to say.

…

The next day, Zhang Yi slept until ten o'clock in the morning before getting up.

He lifted the velvet quilt and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Then he changed into sportswear and started exercising on the treadmill.

In the end times, good physical fitness is very important.

Only with a strong body can you better cope with danger and avoid getting sick.

He sweated profusely on the treadmill and ran for an hour before stopping.

Then he took a hot bath.

When taking a bath, Zhang Yi felt proud.

You know, this kind of enjoyment is an incomparable luxury for many people nowadays!

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Just at this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside.

Zhang Yi's eyes condensed, and he quickly wrapped himself in a bath towel and walked out.

He soon heard a shouting sound from Zhou Peng.

Zhang Yi turned on the surveillance camera and saw Zhou Peng outside the door holding two kitchen knives, slashing at his door frantically.

"Zhang Yi, get out of here! You just hide in the house all day long, you are a coward, a useless waste!"

Zhang Yi curled his lips: "Ah, yes, yes, you are right."

"Then what?"

It's really funny, a waste who can't even survive, still wants to use provocation to Zhang Yi?

It seems that you are more anxious now, right?

Zhang Yi noticed that when Zhou Peng smashed the door, he used his left hand to exert force, and it was difficult to lift his right hand.

He knew that Zhou Peng's arm was infected.

Looking closely, you can even see his arm bulging high.

Zhang Yi came to the door, put his hands in his pockets, and said lightly: "Zhou Peng, the infection feels bad, right?"

"When I was in biology class before, the teacher taught us about wound infection."

"After the tetanus bacteria on the rust entered your wound, it was like maggots encountering a rotten corpse, and began to reproduce wildly."

"The wound on your arm must be at least ten centimeters deep."

"The temperature outside is very cold, but your flesh and blood are hot. The bacteria reproduce desperately in that hotbed and eat your flesh and blood."

"Then the wound began to fester and black water flowed. As more and more bacteria appeared, your wound became larger and larger. Finally, along your blood vessels, it ran into your whole body!"

Zhang Yi described it vividly, and after Zhou Peng listened, he felt that his arm hurt more.

He broke out in a cold sweat, as if he felt that his whole body was full of bacteria, and he was going to be eaten clean.

Even though he knew that Zhang Yi was deliberately scaring him, he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

"Ahhhh!! Zhang Yi, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhou Peng was already crazy. His arm was indeed rotten, and he knew he was going to die.

So he wanted to try it one last time, but his coming this time was doomed to be in vain.

In the next room, Chen Zhenghao's men heard Zhou Peng's crazy roar and asked, "Do you want to kill him?"

Chen Zhenghao thought for a while and said, "Haven't you heard that he is dying of infection? How dare you eat the pork of a dead person?"

Everyone looked at each other and finally decided not to take the risk.

Zhou Peng chopped the door for a while and cursed for a while.

Finally, he was tired and collapsed in front of Zhang Yi's house, and began to cry and beg Zhang Yi for mercy.

Zhang Yi said faintly, "You are dead, the wound is rotten, it's late, and you can't be saved. It's better to take advantage of you not dying and do what you didn't dare to do when you were alive."

Zhou Peng's eyes were full of tears. After hearing Zhang Yi's words, he fell into deeper despair.

Could it be that... he was going to die?

Fear enveloped him like an abyss.

But what followed was anger, unbridled anger!

I was going to die, what was there to be afraid of!

He struggled to get up and kicked Zhang Yi's iron door hard. He wanted to curse, but because the door was too hard, he almost fainted from the pain.

Zhou Peng didn't care about these things. He staggered back along the stairs.

After returning to his residence, his eyes were sluggish. He vaguely saw Sun Zhichao using a candle to burn his own wound.

"Sizzle~"

The sound of burning grease was accompanied by green smoke. Sun Zhichao's pupils bulged out, and he still wailed in pain even though he bit the quilt.

He seemed to think that this would kill all the bacteria.

Ignorant and pitiful.

"Cousin..."

Wang Min looked at Zhou Peng distressedly, not knowing how to comfort him.

She knew that Zhou Peng would not live long. Now she could smell the stench of several people in the house every day.

The body rotted before the person died. How deep is this pain? Ordinary people can't imagine it!

Zhou Peng ignored Wang Min and rushed to the room where Fang Yuqing was imprisoned.

Fang Yuqing screamed in fear when she saw Zhou Peng.

"Zhou... Zhou Peng? What are you doing?"

Zhou Peng walked up to Fang Yuqing and stared at her with bloodshot eyes.

"Yuqing, will you marry me?"

This poor licker, even if his life is about to end, his biggest wish is to marry Fang Yuqing.

In the end times, this request is so ridiculous, but so humble.

Fang Yuqing frowned, her eyes full of disgust.

She pinched her nose subconsciously, "No, I don't want to!"

Zhou Peng's heart was broken. He had paid so much for Fang Yuqing, and even his own life was about to end.

But Fang Yuqing never had a heartbeat for him from beginning to end.

"No!! You love me, you love me! I want to get you, and before I die, I want you to be my woman!"

Zhou Peng lost his mind, he was unwilling to give so much but get nothing!

If you can't get it, then destroy it!

People outside the house heard the voice inside, and no one cared.

In their opinion, Fang Yuqing was the culprit who caused them to fall to today, she deserved to die!

"No, go away, you are too smelly, so disgusting!"

Fang Yuqing cursed.

"How dare you call me smelly?"

Zhou Peng was so angry that he suddenly pulled off the gauze on his arm.

At this time, his wound was bulging high, black and purple, and the wound was festering and very scary.

He made a creepy move, actually grabbed the rotten wound with his hand, and then stuffed the rotten meat into Fang Yuqing's mouth.

"I told you to scold me, I told you to scold me!" Fang Yuqing retched in disgust, but Zhou Peng still stuffed a handful of rotten meat into her mouth. Zhou Peng grinned, watching his goddess being humiliated by him, he suddenly felt an unprecedented pleasure.