Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies-Chapter 566: Tigers and Leopards Gather

Chapter 566: Tigers and Leopards Gather

After traveling in darkness for an hour and a half, the train suddenly stopped midway.

However, the doors didn’t open. Through the windows, Zhang Yi and the others could faintly see the dim, eerie light outside.

They pressed against the glass, peering out, only to witness a swarm of people flooding into another carriage.

Their attire was entirely different from Zhang Yi’s group, though it was clearly a specialized outfit with advanced insulation, designed for extreme cold.

Due to the dim subway lighting, Zhang Yi couldn’t make out their faces. However, he could sense the thick killing intent lingering in the air.

It was obvious—this was another group of apocalyptic overlords, individuals who had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood to claim dominance over their respective cities!

“So, only the most ruthless are heading to Blizzard City, huh?” Zhang Yi remarked with a sigh.

But when he said that, Xing Tian, Xiao Honglian, and Chen Jingguan all gave him strange looks.

Ruthless?

Was he talking about them?

If they were ruthless, then Zhang Yi was Satan himself!

Even though Zhang Yi had repeatedly reminded them never to disclose his abilities—especially his true strength—to outsiders, everyone in Tianhai City knew the truth.

After all, Zhang Yi had single-handedly slain Yuan Kongye, who had once ruled at the apex of the Ypsilon Realm!

Now that he had absorbed Yuan Kongye’s core energy, who could even fathom the level of his power?

In reality, Zhang Yi often forgot just how strong he was.

He always saw himself as an ordinary person and constantly reminded himself of that.

Only by maintaining this mindset could he avoid arrogance and making the same mistakes as Yuan Kongye.

If the situation had been reversed back then, if Zhang Yi had been in Yuan Kongye’s position, the outcome would have been completely different.

Yuan Kongye lost because she overestimated her own strength.

Zhang Yi crossed his arms, silently observing the situation outside.

Soon, the train resumed its journey.

This scene repeated itself nine more times.

Zhang Yi wasn’t sure which group of passengers they were, but judging by the geographical order, they shouldn’t have been too late in the lineup.

From this, he could roughly gauge how many cities in Jiangnan District housed significant Superhuman factions.

After all, minor groups wouldn’t need a personal summons from Jiangnan District.

Take Tianhai City, for example.

Although the Followers of the Snow God war had left only the Western Alliance standing, the city itself was vast, surrounded by smaller towns and districts.

There were undoubtedly small pockets of human survivors scattered around.

Jiangnan District didn’t need to govern these scattered groups directly. As long as they controlled the major powers, those factions would naturally manage the smaller ones.

After a long journey, the train finally arrived at a brightly lit platform.

The moment they pulled into the station, Zhang Yi knew immediately—they had arrived in Jinling.

That was the only place in Blizzard City still capable of maintaining operational subway systems, which explained the lighting.

Zhang Yi glanced at his satellite phone—the time read a little past 6 PM.

They had been traveling for over three hours, factoring in detours through other cities, which seemed reasonable.

At that moment, the robotic train attendant suddenly tilted her head, turning to face Zhang Yi’s group.

With a smile, she announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, the terminal station—Blizzard City—has arrived! Please gather your belongings and disembark promptly.”

“Everyone, the terminal station Blizzard City has arrived! Please pack your luggage and belongings and get off the car as soon as possible…”

Zhang Yi rose slowly, speaking in an even tone, “Let’s go.”

There was a hint of tension in everyone’s eyes as they stood up instinctively, waiting for Zhang Yi to lead the way.

Zhou Ke’er and Lu Keran were especially cautious, sticking close to Zhang Yi without taking a single step away.

As Zhang Yi stepped off the train, he saw that all the carriages had opened their doors.

From them, waves of warriors clad in combat gear—armed to the teeth—marched out.

Each one resembled an ancient heavily armored soldier, encased in thick battle suits.

They stood shoulder to shoulder, warily sizing each other up with cold, hostile gazes.

Among them, a few dressed in peculiar outfits—some even in thin clothing—stood out.

And there were even giants over five meters tall, forced to crouch as they exited the train.

A chaotic mix of individuals, like a World Expo of the Apocalypse.

The atmosphere was heavy with murderous intent and unease.

Zhou Ke’er and Lu Keran’s faces paled—they were struggling to endure the oppressive killing aura suffusing the area.

It wasn’t that these warriors were deliberately trying to intimidate others.

Rather, killing intent was something that naturally emanated from a person who had slaughtered many.

It wasn’t visible to the eye nor detectable by the nose, but the body could instinctively sense it.

Like how a dog would freeze in fear upon seeing a butcher who had slaughtered countless of its kind.

Of course, some individuals were purposefully exuding their aura to assert dominance.

Zhang Yi, however, was not among them.

Despite the sheer number of people he had killed, he wasn’t a bloodthirsty maniac.

His nature was defensive—he only struck back against those who attacked him first.

Thanks to his philosophy of survival (The Art of Staying Low), he had mastered the ability to conceal his killing intent.

To those who didn’t know him, he might even appear harmless at first glance.

Zhang Yi deliberately slowed his pace, avoiding taking the lead.

Because the one who walks at the front is always the first target.

While keeping a low profile, he quietly observed the other Superhumans around him.

Not just Zhang Yi—almost every faction leader here was doing the same.

Everyone was wary of the powerhouses from other cities.

In the apocalypse, there were no true friends or enemies.

People could cooperate for mutual benefit one moment and go to war the next over resources.

Most cities had stabilized now. Any new conflicts would likely be full-scale wars between cities.

Some Superhumans flaunted their power openly, making it known they were forces to be reckoned with.

Others remained shrouded in mystery, cloaked in black robes that concealed their faces entirely.

Some were relaxed, calmly observing others and allowing themselves to be scrutinized in return.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi felt several hostile gazes directed at them.

He instinctively turned his head.

A few teams from a neighboring train car were openly staring at them with ill intent.

Not just Zhang Yi—the rest of the team quickly noticed the unfriendly stares.

Chen Jingguan furrowed his brows and whispered, “They’re from Daze City! See that bald guy? His name is Sun Jianming, and he commands a naval fleet. We’ve clashed at sea before.”

“Daze City?”

Zhang Yi was quite familiar with it—it was right next to Tianhai City, just southwest of them.

He had even visited there often before the apocalypse.

Sensing their hostility, Zhang Yi turned to Chen Jingguan.

“They’re after you?”

At that, the others also glanced at Chen Jingguan.

If this was his personal grudge, no one wanted to get involved unnecessarily.

Chen Jingguan grew anxious and quickly explained, “We had some friction with Sun Jianming in the past, but right now, they’re not just targeting Chaoyu Base.”

“As I said before, many believe Tianhai City’s forces have weakened, and plenty of people have their eyes on us!”

Even without Chen Jingguan’s warning, Zhang Yi had already noticed several other groups discreetly eyeing them.

Zhang Yi’s expression remained neutral. “Ignore them for now. We’ll handle things after this gathering.”

This was Blizzard City—no one would dare make a move here.

And even if they were foolish enough to try, Zhang Yi had no reason to fear them.

The groups eyeing them took their lack of response as cowardice.

Sun Jianming sneered, crossing his arms. “Looks like Tianhai City really has fallen. They used to be so arrogant!”

But before anything more could happen—

From the front of the station, a thunderous march of black-clad soldiers filled the air.

The Blizzard City Defense Force—Yan Yun Battalion.

The elite of the elite.

A special forces unit among special forces.

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