Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoarded Billions in Supplies - Chapter 4 - Ordering 500 Tables of Banquet at a 5-Star Hotel

Zhang Yi and the other two pushed three large trolleys filled with supplies back to the neighborhood.

Along the way, many neighbors saw this scene and couldn’t help but start gossiping.

Zhang Yi no longer cared about being discovered for hoarding supplies.

After all, those two green teas knew about his shopping spree, so the news was bound to get out.

If his only goal was to survive, he could have simply sold all his assets and fled to a desolate place to build an impregnable fortress.

But then, how would he exact revenge on the neighbors who had chopped him to pieces in his previous life?

Without killing them all, Zhang Yi’s inner torment would never disappear.

So one of his apocalypse plans was to stay in this neighborhood and take cruel revenge on all those who had wronged him!

Of course, this plan hinged on the security company’s ability to build an impenetrable shelter for him.

Otherwise, he would have to prepare a backup plan: constructing an underground shelter in a remote area.

Zhang Yi looked at the neighbors around him, who were gleefully speculating about why he had bought so many supplies.

He could already picture the scene during the apocalypse when these neighbors would try to break into his home to steal his belongings.

He had lived through all of this before.

But he wasn’t afraid, because this time, he would be prepared.

He wanted them to see everything but be unable to touch it, leaving them frustrated and helpless.

Zhang Yi and Fang Yuqing lived in an apartment building.

Since Zhang Yi worked as a manager in Walmart’s warehouse, the neighbors often asked him to help buy discounted items.

Thus, everyone knew Zhang Yi.

Seeing the three of them return with so many supplies, Aunt Lin, who was out playing with her grandson, approached.

She looked at the food in the trolleys, including fresh beef and lamb, and immediately felt tempted.

“Xiao Zhang, why did you bring back so much stuff? Did it come from the warehouse?”

“You can’t possibly use all of this. Why not share some with the neighbors?”

Aunt Lin, who worked in the Homeowners’ Association, often bossed around the neighbors, acting like a leader because of her minor authority in the community.

In the past, she had frequently asked Zhang Yi to buy discounted goods for her, showing her penchant for taking advantage of others.

In his previous life, she had also managed to wheedle some food from Zhang Yi through her persistent nagging.

But when all the neighbors stormed Zhang Yi’s home to rob him, she didn’t lift a finger to stop them. In fact, she was even more aggressive than the younger ones.

Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining didn’t want to provoke this woman either, so they quickly explained, “These things were all bought by Zhang Yi. We’re just helping him bring them back.”

Aunt Lin’s eyes immediately turned to Zhang Yi, and she smiled sweetly. “Xiao Zhang, it looks like these are supplies from your warehouse. How about sharing some with me?”

As she spoke, her grandson, Xiao Hu, had already climbed onto a trolley and grabbed a box of chocolate.

Despite his young age, the kid had a sharp eye-that box of imported chocolate cost over 200 yuan at the supermarket.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yi snatched it back.

Then, he coldly said to Aunt Lin, “Sorry, but I’m keeping these for myself.”

With the apocalypse just around the corner, Zhang Yi couldn’t be bothered to be polite anymore.

Aunt Lin’s face instantly darkened. “You…”

Zhang Yi’s blatant disregard for her authority as a community leader infuriated her.

Especially when her grandson, Xiao Hu, started crying and throwing a tantrum after being pushed away, demanding the chocolate.

He even pointed at Zhang Yi, shouting with hatred, “You’re a bad guy! Give me back the chocolate, or I’ll beat you up!”

Zhang Yi glared at him and said sternly, “Say one more word, and I’ll slap your mouth shut!”

Xiao Hu was so frightened by Zhang Yi’s tone that he burst into tears, sitting on the ground and kicking up a fuss.

Aunt Lin hurried to comfort her grandson, then turned to scold Zhang Yi angrily.

“You’re a grown adult! How can you be so petty with a child?”

“It’s just a box of chocolate. What’s the harm in giving it to him?”

“Just give him the chocolate! I’ll pay you back later. It’s not like I’m trying to take advantage of you!”

Zhang Yi sneered.

Nowadays, mobile payments made transactions incredibly convenient.

Her promise to pay him back later was clearly just an excuse to avoid paying at all.

“I already said, these are for me. If you want some, go buy it yourself at the supermarket!”

Zhang Yi chuckled coldly, then motioned for Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining to leave with him.

As soon as they walked away, Aunt Lin’s angry shouts followed behind them.

Zhang Yi ignored her completely.

Aunt Lin’s son and daughter-in-law worked out of town, leaving her alone to take care of her grandson.

On a typical day, the old woman only bought enough groceries for one day.

So when the apocalypse arrived, her family’s supplies ran out first.

In his previous life, Zhang Yi had taken pity on them and helped.

But in this life, without Zhang Yi’s assistance, the unscrupulous old woman and her mischievous grandson, Xiao Hu, would be lucky to survive ten days.

Zhang Yi had no intention of wasting time arguing with someone who would soon be dead.

It wasn’t that he was heartless-it was just that when that day came, everyone would be struggling just to take care of themselves.

The lives of others would naturally have to come second.

After pushing the three trolleys of supplies into his home, Zhang Yi asked the two women to leave.

“Zhang Yi, don’t forget to treat us to a meal!” Fang Yuqing playfully winked at him.

But when Zhang Yi saw this, he felt a wave of nausea.

He gave a perfunctory response.

The two women had initially planned to stay and look for clues that Zhang Yi might be a hidden rich second generation.

However, seeing that Zhang Yi had no interest in entertaining them, they reluctantly left.

After they were gone, Zhang Yi opened his alternate space and stored all the supplies inside.

He wanted to observe if there would be any changes to the items stored in the space.

By the time he finished, it was already late.

Zhang Yi didn’t rush to rest. Instead, he took out pen and paper and meticulously planned his preparations for the next month.

Although he was usually lazy, when it came to survival, people could always unleash their potential.

“To live comfortably during the apocalypse, the first priority is securing food. That’s easy to solve.”

“Besides the things I buy daily, I can take the rest from the warehouse. But I can’t rush this. I need to do some research first.”

“Also, I should collect the supplies just a few days before the apocalypse to avoid drawing attention.”

Zhang Yi wrote down “Food” in his notebook and checked it off.

“Next is heating.”

“After the apocalypse, energy supplies will be extremely scarce, and air conditioning will quickly become useless.”

“So, I’ll have to resort to the simplest method. A fireplace is the best option!”

The principle of a fireplace is similar to that of a heated brick bed, both using primitive methods for warmth.

In Europe, where winters are particularly harsh, people rely on this method to survive the long, cold months.

“This means I’ll have to renovate the house, preferably adding insulation layers.”

Thinking about renovation, Zhang Yi recalled how his home had been broken into in his previous life, and his heart tightened.

“I also need to turn my home into an impenetrable steel fortress.”

“First, I’ll reinforce it with thick steel plates or alloy materials, strong enough to withstand ordinary explosives.”

When the apocalypse comes, people will do anything to survive, so he had to be fully prepared.

He couldn’t take his safety lightly. Zhang Yi had already tasted death once and had no desire to experience it again.

The issue of the safe house was also easy to resolve.

In Tianhai, there are security companies that specialize in providing services for the wealthy and powerful.

Among their offerings is the construction of safe houses.

Zhang Yi remembered reading news in his previous life about a foreign billionaire who built a super fortress capable of withstanding attacks from small H-weapons.

“Next, there’s the issue of medicine. I must prevent myself from falling ill and being unable to get treatment.”

“The Walmart warehouse has plenty of common medications for minor illnesses like colds and fevers. But that’s far from enough.”

“The Cambrian Explosion will last for decades, so I need to be fully prepared.”

Fortunately, Zhang Yi had a decent network in Tianhai.

After all, working in warehouse management, he knew some people in hospital storage.

As long as he could offer enough money, he could get his hands on any kind of medicine.

After solving these issues, Zhang Yi tapped his notebook with the ballpoint pen in his hand.

“Now, there’s one last problem to address.”

His gaze sharpened.

“That’s weapons!”

When the apocalypse arrives, humanity loses its morals, and battles over resources become commonplace.

Life becomes as cheap as grass, and to survive, one must have sufficient firepower.

Zhang Yi wasn’t a martial arts expert, but even the most skilled fighter fears a machete.

As long as he had strong enough weapons, he wouldn’t have to worry about this issue.

“Machetes, crowbars, and hatchets are easy to get.”

“There are also channels for crossbows, air guns, and compound bows.”

“But the most powerful, of course, is the American Iaido. That’s something you can only get through the black market here in the country.”

“Go abroad to get it? That’s not realistic either. I’m unfamiliar with foreign places, and a round trip would take many days. I don’t have a foreign gun license, so I couldn’t just walk into a weapon store and buy one.”

Zhang Yi rubbed his chin. This problem wasn’t something he could solve immediately.

But he still had a month. As long as he was willing to spend the money, he should be able to find a way.

He spent three hours crafting a perfect plan, then took a refreshing hot shower and lay down in his comfortable bed to sleep.

…

Early the next morning, Zhang Yi got out of bed.

He hadn’t slept well, waking up several times from nightmares.

When he woke up and found himself still lying in his warm, cozy bed at home, he let out a long sigh of relief.

The period during the apocalypse had caused immense psychological damage to him.

To avoid repeating the same mistakes, Zhang Yi became even more determined to make absolutely thorough preparations!

After getting up, Zhang Yi made himself breakfast.

Then, he opened his Alternate Space to check on the changes in the supplies he had placed inside.

To his delight, the meat, fruits, and vegetables he had left in there overnight showed no signs of deterioration.

While it’s hard to tell with meat in such a short time, fruits and vegetables usually lose their freshness overnight.

However, after being placed in the Alternate Space, they looked just as fresh as when he had bought them the day before.

“My Alternate Space exists independently of this world, so perhaps the rules of time are different there.”

“It’s possible that time flows slower or is even completely still. This is fantastic news!”

“This means I can store all kinds of things in there without worry.”

However, when Zhang Yi checked the fish he had placed inside, he found that they had all died.

They remained lifelike after death, without any signs of decay.

Zhang Yi rubbed his chin, gaining a better understanding of the rules governing the Alternate Space.

“Living things can’t survive in there, or at least not for long. So, the idea of me living inside it isn’t practical.”

This wasn’t a major issue. The Alternate Space was just a vast, white void, nowhere near as comfortable as Zhang Yi’s own home.

As long as he could store things in it, that was enough.

With this in mind, Zhang Yi’s thoughts began to race.

If it could preserve fresh meat, vegetables, and fruits, what about cooked meals?

While Zhang Yi knew how to cook, he was nowhere near as skilled as a professional chef.

Relying solely on his own cooking in the future would inevitably get boring for him.

So, Zhang Yi immediately called Hongfu Tianxia, the largest five-star hotel in Tianhai.

The hotel also offered takeout, and their dishes were top-notch, which Zhang Yi loved.

“Hello, this is Hongfu Tianxia Hotel. How may I assist you?”

Zhang Yi quickly replied, “I’m hosting guests at my home for a three-day banquet. I’d like to order 500 tables of food!”

The person on the other end of the line was stunned.

500 tables of food would take them a long time to prepare, even for a hotel of their scale.

And as a five-star hotel, their cheapest banquet tables started at around 3,000 to 4,000 yuan each.

500 tables would amount to over 1 million yuan!

The staff member didn’t dare make a decision on their own and quickly said, “Please hold on, I’ll need to consult with our manager.”

After a moment, another person came on the line.

“Hello, sir. I’m Chen Dingfang, the manager of Hongfu Tianxia. May I know how to address you?”