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

After some thinking, Zhang Yi got a satisfactory answer.

That is, as long as he stayed at 25# and didn't go out, using the firepower in his hands and the strength of the safe house, even if the people in the other 29 buildings joined together, they couldn't do anything to him.

To put it bluntly, in the current situation where food is extremely scarce and the temperature is extremely cold, it is a huge torture for a person to walk two steps in the biting cold wind.

Twenty people can't do the hard work of one person in the past.

"My personal safety is not a problem. At worst, I can ride a motorcycle to break out of the siege, use the weapons in my hands to fight guerrilla warfare with them, and slowly wear them out."

"It's just that it's too troublesome to do this. How long do I have to kill the people in Building 29?"

"But if I don't kill them, they will definitely come to attack me."

Zhang Yi pondered carefully in his heart.

Is it a matter of spending some time and energy to kill all the people in the community who are a threat to him, or thinking of other ways.

In a short period of time, Zhang Yi did not make up his mind.

He glanced at his phone and decided to chat with Li Jian.

He had to see if all the OPs had the same idea.

Zhang Yi opened the chat box with Li Jian.

He ignored Li Jian, but Li Jian took the initiative to introduce their situation to Zhang Yi.

"Mr. Zhang, I came here with sincerity this time, hoping to cooperate with you to build a harmonious home, a doomsday utopia."

"So far, only five elderly people have died in our 18#, and they died of complications caused by extreme cold temperatures."

"Everyone gets along very harmoniously through reasonable planning and distribution of supplies."

"I think this is the best way to survive in the end times, preserving the fire for human civilization. It is also conducive to reconstruction after the snowstorm."

"Now, we lack an effective source of food. Because we hope to cooperate with you, as a price, we can provide manpower and material resources to try to meet all your requirements."

"And we can coordinate the relationship with other unit buildings for you to avoid conflicts."

After seeing Li Jian's introduction, Zhang Yi felt much more comfortable.

As expected of a financial director of a large group, his emotional intelligence is much higher than that of Chen Lingyu, who does micro-business.

Clearly organized, the interests are stated concisely, and the tone of speech is neither humble nor arrogant.

However, what Zhang Yi cares most about is the harmonious home he mentioned.

It has been more than 20 days since the end of the world, and none of them died in the conflict!

Zhang Yi looked at Zhou Ke'er, who was massaging his feet, and said, "Ke'er, do you know about the situation in 18#?"

Zhou Ke'er thought for a while and said, "I have heard about it. It is said that the building manager of their building is a very charismatic person. After the end of the world, he united all the residents and adopted a unified distribution method to keep most people alive until now."

Zhang Yi sighed, "As expected of a financial director, management accountants not only need to know how to manage, but also how to maximize benefits."

In fact, Li Jian's approach is the most reasonable.

Other buildings, such as 25# where Zhang Yi is, have caused a lot of material waste due to conflicts and internal friction.

In theory, if a person does not exercise (including mental exercise), the energy consumed in a day is very small, and only one meal is enough.

"Li Jian is a talent."

Zhang Yi sighed, but then said: "But it is still impossible to survive in the end times."

Li Jian's ability lies in establishing order. Through his influence in 18#, he united everyone early.

However, what should we do if we face external attacks?

The group of people who are used to comfort will only be slaughtered if they meet villains like Tianhe Gang or Chen Zhenghao.

This is the same as the ancient Central Plains civilization that was defeated by nomadic civilization many times.

Without the protection of force, all stability and harmony are false.

Zhang Yi asked: "If I don't agree, what will you do?"

Li Jian thought for a long time, and then replied to Zhang Yi.

"We are adhering to the spirit of friendly cooperation and inviting you to cooperate."

"If you refuse, I will be very sorry. But this does not mean that your thoughts will not change in the future. I still look forward to the next opportunity for cooperation."

Zhang Yi smiled. This official reply method looks very comfortable.

"Why, don't you choose to attack our 25#? Or when other units attack, don't you choose to join?"

Li Jian's reply was also very frank.

"Our force is only used for self-protection, and we will not take the initiative to attack others."

"It's not that we don't have strength, but useless internal consumption, and the final result can only be a lose-lose situation."

Zhang Yi wanted to applaud him.

Look at him, he is obviously a coward, but he has to speak so righteously.

Then again, the harmonious home of 18# spent half a month in the end of the world in a peaceful way, and he really didn't have the courage to fight with others.

Li Jian is a wise man.

He also knows that if Zhang Yi really fights with others, they will not get much benefit even if they go there.

It's better to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

If Zhang Yi loses and the snowmobile falls into the hands of others, he can still find others to cooperate.

"Wait for my reply."

After sending this message, Zhang Yi went to the friend application list to find other people.

Before, because there were too many people who wanted to add him as a friend to ask for supplies, he ignored all the friend applications.

But now it seems that everyone in the entire community and every building wants to talk to him and ask him to help collect supplies.

Sure enough, Zhang Yi added the heads of several buildings later.

What they expressed was almost the same as Chen Lingyu and Li Jian.

They all hoped to cooperate with Zhang Yi and asked Zhang Yi to help them collect supplies so that they could survive.

However, the conditions they could offer were extremely limited.

Only labor, women, and a promise not to add insult to injury when conflicts occurred.

The difference was just a good or bad attitude, nothing more.

Zhang Yi lay on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, and whispered: "There are only two choices now, fight or peace."

"To fight, I have to kill all those who threaten me. This is not impossible, but it takes too much time and ammunition."

"If I kill all the residents of the 30 buildings in the community, all the ammunition I have stored will be exhausted. The ammunition reserves obtained from the police station are not too much, just more than a thousand rounds."

"This is still an ideal consideration. If they come to attack, I can kill them all, but if they hide in the building and don't come out, I dare not take the risk to go in."

"What's more, although I don't have any psychological trauma about killing. But I'm not a perverted butcher."

"Most people in the community don't have much hatred against me. If I kill them all, I still feel a little bit reluctant."

"Fuck, maybe I will get myself mentally ill by then."

Zhang Yi rubbed his temples. He felt that killing the entire community was not a good option.

That would be too troublesome.