Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 445: Infusion

The scale of the attacking zombie and rat hordes this time was several times larger than before.

The Zombie King was furious—this was clearly both a warning and a deeper test of Zhang Yi’s team. As long as the hordes were large enough, they couldn’t be wiped out entirely in a single encounter.

This allowed some zombies to survive and relay Zhang Yi’s combat strategies back to the Zombie King. Over time, the Zombie King would grow more intelligent, and its hordes would become stronger.

Zhang Yi had no time to dwell on the implications.

"If they want to learn, let them. I’ll be launching an offensive soon anyway."

With a small team of humans and one large cat, Zhang Yi began clearing the hordes on a massive scale.

Since they were on their home turf and dealing only with ordinary zombies and giant rats, the team faced little pressure.

In just half an hour, the rat swarm was nearly wiped out, and more than half of the zombie horde was eliminated. The survivors scattered and fled in all directions, retreating toward the Ci Qu subway station.

"Two more days," Zhang Yi muttered coldly.

This time, he noticed that the horde was adapting to their combat tactics.

The zombies no longer clustered together, avoiding being incinerated en masse by flamethrowers. They actively evaded Zhang Yi’s Dimensional Gate traps. Moreover, their attacks began to vary based on the abilities of each team member.

Against Zhang Yi and Fatty Xu, who weren’t close-combat specialists, they deployed overwhelming numbers to charge them. When facing Liang Yue, Uncle You, and Hua Hua, they drove large numbers of rats to attack from the ground, limiting the pair’s martial arts prowess.

This was a clear sign of intelligence.

Zhang Yi’s expression darkened. Such massive, intelligent hordes with evolving leaders were not unique to Tianhai City. How many more of these horrors existed across the land?

How were these Zombie Kings born, and how many of them were there? These questions loomed unanswered.

For now, Zhang Yi could only tackle the problems in front of him. As for other forces, they would have to deal with their crises on their own.

In an ideal scenario, all the other bases would collapse while also destroying their respective zombie hordes. A double-loss situation would be perfect for Zhang Yi.

After clearing the hordes, Zhang Yi walked to the edge of the shelter. He placed his hand on the black metal walls, feeling the surface’s deep scratches. РÀ𐌽ƟBËṩ

Some of the marks were as deep as 0.1 millimeters.

"If these rats keep attacking the shelter, it’ll be breached in two years at most," Zhang Yi remarked grimly.

Fortunately, Zhang Yi had been proactive, leading his team deep into the subway to investigate the growing hordes before they became a dire threat. That dangerous reconnaissance allowed them to develop a strategy rather than being slowly worn down like frogs in boiling water.

"Let’s go. Time to prepare. This should be the end of it all," Zhang Yi declared to the group.

---

Compared to other factions, Zhang Yi’s situation was relatively fortunate.

No personnel were lost, and the shelter remained largely undamaged.

Other forces, however, suffered heavy casualties.

Initially, no one took the sudden zombie appearances seriously. But as their tactics grew more disciplined and military-like, the danger became clear. The zombies targeted weak points with ferocious assaults while cleverly avoiding well-defended areas.

Several factions suffered devastating losses.

The Chaoyu Base was forced to abandon its port facility and retreat to their ocean liners, using them as a refuge from the zombie horde. The port, though crucial for resupply, became expendable to preserve the long-term survival offered by the ships.

In contrast, Yangsheng Base and Qingfu Base lacked such advantages.

Both relied on steel and oil refineries as their lifelines and could only fortify their defenses and fight head-on against the horde.

The most tragic fate, however, befell the Followers of the Snow God.

Lacking solid defenses, they crowded into buildings, erecting rudimentary barricades with stones, cars, and makeshift barriers of wood and barbed wire. While these gave a semblance of safety, they were ultimately no match for the overwhelming zombie waves.

Daily, scores of followers perished. While their large population base sustained their numbers for now, it was only a matter of time before they were overwhelmed.

Ironically, the rat swarms provided an unexpected boon. The massive rodents, large as small dogs, became a food source. In their dire situation, the Followers of the Snow God couldn’t afford to worry about potential diseases from the rats—they were simply grateful for something to eat.

---

Two days passed quickly.

The seawater in Zhang Yi’s Dimensional Space had completed its sedimentation process, precipitating a large amount of impure salt. While still saline, the water’s reduced salt content made it much easier to freeze.

Zhang Yi extracted the salt and prepared for the next phase of his plan.

Lu Keran handed him dozens of barrels of coagulant and a significant quantity of explosives.

Accompanied by his combat team, Zhang Yi set off in the snow vehicle, departing the shelter.

Instead of heading straight for the Ci Qu station, they first went to the Songzhuang terminus.

To trap the zombies and rats in the subway, all escape routes had to be sealed. The first step was to destroy Songzhuang Station entirely.

It didn’t require much explosive to collapse the station. After planting the charges, the team retreated to a safe distance and triggered the detonation.

"Boom!"

The ground caved in, burying the station under ice, snow, and soil.

Fatty Xu asked nervously, "Boss, what if the Zombie King senses danger and escapes?"

Zhang Yi shrugged nonchalantly.

"If it runs, even better. From the start, my goal wasn’t to kill the Zombie King."

"I just want to ensure there’s no threat near the shelter. Whether it lives or dies doesn’t matter to me."

Liang Yue frowned with concern. "But if the other human factions are wiped out, won’t the entire Tianhai City fall to the zombies and rat swarms? Can we really survive alone?"

Zhang Yi laughed lightly.

"You’re overthinking it. Our priority is to protect ourselves."

"The more you dwell on grand scenarios, the worse your fears will grow."

"If the entire planet gets overrun by the virus someday, what can we do then?"

"Focus on securing our environment. Leave the rest to fate. We don’t have the strength to consider the bigger picture."

With his arms crossed, Zhang Yi concluded calmly:

"Help the world when you’re powerful; survive when you’re not. For now, I care only about the latter."

Author's Note