Apocalipse Glacial: Eu Armazenei Dez Bilhões em Suprimentos
Apocalipse + renascimento + acúmulo explosivo de suprimentos + sobrevivência cautelosa + espaço infinito + vingança sombria, sem misericórdia. O mundo inteiro entrou numa era glacial; o apocalipse de
Pain. Too much pain.
A searing agony spread through every inch of Zhang Yi’s body.
This was no illusion. It was a brutal reality happening to him right now.
The friends and neighbors he had once trusted and helped were mercilessly smashing him to the ground, fists, feet, even clubs raining down upon him like a storm.
In this resource-starved apocalypse, they did not even hesitate out of gratitude for what he had once done for them. They simply turned on him!
At the edge of death, he vaguely saw the goddess in his heart, Fang Yuqing, standing behind the crowd. With a pitiful expression, she shouted with all her strength, “I was the one who told him to open the door. You have to give me an extra share of the supplies!”
It was this woman who had tricked Zhang Yi into opening the door, and then killed him.
Zhang Yi stared at her, hatred and regret blazing in his eyes.
If there was anyone to blame, it was only himself for being too foolish, too kind, and letting himself become a stepping stone for others in this end times.
How desperately he wished everything could begin again.
If that happened, he would never show mercy to anyone again. He would live only for himself.
Very soon, Zhang Yi’s vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
Yet the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat straight up from the sofa.
The hellish scene he had just experienced was still vivid, and the terrifying pain remained fresh in his memory.
Zhang Yi gasped for breath, and in no time his whole body was dre