Zhang Yi stepped out of his house, greeted by a tranquil scene outside, filled with earthly joy and contentment.
Many parents were out with their children, enjoying themselves in the community square, their faces beaming with happiness.
But Zhang Yi knew that in just a month, all of this would vanish into thin air.
He briskly walked out of the neighborhood, not far from which stood a Michelin three-star Western restaurant.
A meal there would cost at least five to six thousand, something Zhang Yi had always hesitated to indulge in.
But now, he couldn't care less.
Having come back from the dead, he felt the need to celebrate!
Entering the restaurant, Zhang Yi secured a table by the window and proceeded to order the most expensive dishes along with a bottle of Lafite Rothschild wine.
The bill came to fifty thousand yuan.
Even the waitstaff couldn't help but cast admiring glances at Zhang Yi, certain he was some wealthy heir. After all, who else could afford such extravagance for a single meal?
But Zhang Yi paid no heed to their thoughts. As soon as the sumptuous feast arrived, he began to devour it voraciously.
Perhaps it was the six months spent in the icy apocalypse, but the taste of such delicacies moved him to the brink of tears.
Consequently, his eating habits became rather ferocious, attracting murmurs from the surrounding diners.
Yet Zhang Yi paid them no mind.
By the time civilization and morality would fade into oblivion, it would matter little.
As Zhang Yi feasted inside the restaurant, a woman passing by outside stopped in her tracks.
She was a vision with flowing hair, exquisite makeup, and Gucci high heels, her arm draped with an LV handbag.
This woman was none other than Fang Yuqing, who had caused Zhang Yi's demise in his previous life.
Accompanying her was her close friend Li Caini.
Whenever they passed by the Michelin three-star restaurant, they couldn't help but steal a glance inside.
Both harbored deep desires for such luxurious establishments.
Unfortunately, their finances didn't allow for such extravagance.
Nevertheless, they couldn't help but gaze inside with scrutiny, hoping to spot a wealthy catch.
To their surprise, Fang Yuqing spotted Zhang Yi inside, facing a lavish spread of food.
"Isn't that Zhang Yi? How can he afford to eat here?" Fang Yuqing exclaimed in disbelief.
Li Caini, equally astonished, covered her mouth. "Zhang Yi is that wealthy?"
Her tone carried a tinge of envy.
Because she knew Zhang Yi had been pursuing Fang Yuqing for two and a half years.
Yet Fang Yuqing had kept him dangling, neither rejecting nor accepting him.
Fang Yuqing was a complete gold digger, believing she could marry into a wealthy family and become a young mistress.
But she couldn't bear to let go of Zhang Yi, who, with his car and house in Tianhai City, was considered a petty bourgeois.
So all this time, Fang Yuqing had treated Zhang Yi as a backup.
Her principle regarding backups was simple: don't initiate, don't reject, and don't take responsibility.
Seeing Zhang Yi enjoy a luxurious meal worth tens of thousands of yuan alone made Fang Yuqing suspicious.
"Could it be that Zhang Yi is actually a hidden heir?" Fang Yuqing pondered, propping up her chin.
The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
"Right, isn't there often such a character in TV dramas?" Fang Yuqing mused. "Clearly wealthy, but pretending to be ordinary in search of true love."
Fang Yuqing almost believed her own words, her eyes lighting up.
If that were true, she could save herself a lot of effort.
After all, Zhang Yi had been pursuing her all this time. She felt that as long as she nodded, Zhang Yi would immediately propose to her.
Li Caini also chimed in, "Yuqing, let's go in and find Zhang Yi!"
In truth, she had her eyes on the sumptuous spread.
After a moment's hesitation, Fang Yuqing shook her head. "That wouldn't be wise! It might make him think I'm a gold digger."
"Let's wait outside and pretend we bumped into him accidentally."
Fang Yuqing wasn't a fool; she wouldn't lower her dignity for a meal.
Even if Zhang Yi was wealthy, she would still maintain her goddess demeanor.
Only then could she control Zhang Yi in the future, ensuring he continued to be her lapdog.
So the two of them hid not far from the restaurant, waiting for Zhang Yi to emerge.
After eating for over an hour, Zhang Yi, his belly full and content, patted his round stomach.
The taste of Michelin three-star food was nothing extraordinary, but for someone who had just been reborn from an apocalyptic world, it was a delicacy that moved him.
Next, he planned to go to a nearby supermarket to buy supplies.
This was to test the storage capacity of his dimensional space, to avoid any future problems.
Although he was confident in transporting goods from the Walmart warehouse, he proceeded with caution.
After all, he had experienced hunger and couldn't afford any mishaps.
Zhang Yi quickly settled the bill, walking out of the restaurant under the attentive smiles of the staff.
Just then, a familiar voice sounded beside him.
"Zhang Yi, what a coincidence!"
Turning his head, Zhang Yi saw Fang Yuqing and Li Caini.
Fang Yuqing reached up to tuck her hair behind her ear, intentionally revealing her fair neck and pink earlobes.
Zhang Yi couldn't help but sneer inwardly at this move, a classic trick of a scheming woman.
It was all about subtly stirring a man's heart.
As a top-tier schemer and hypocrite, Fang Yuqing naturally excelled at this.
But alas, the current Zhang Yi was no longer the naive lapdog he once was.
Not long ago, she had caused his demise, a miserable and tragic death.
She even wanted to break his ribs to make soup!
Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's gaze suddenly turned cold, a naked killing intent emanating from him.
After all, the apocalypse was imminent, and even if he killed her, there would be no repercussions.
Should he do away with her?
Fang Yuqing felt a chill run down her spine under Zhang Yi's gaze, nervously asking, "Zhang Yi... Is something wrong?"
Zhang Yi quickly softened his gaze, saying lightly, "Nothing, I mistook you for someone else."
He suddenly changed his mind.
To let this woman die so easily would be too cheap for her.
And trying to kill her now would likely not escape legal repercussions.
Zhang Yi didn't want to spend the apocalypse locked up in prison.
Better to plan carefully, with malicious intent hidden behind a seemingly innocent façade.
With ample time and the memories of his past life, he had a hundred ways to make her die in agony.
So for now, there was no need to deal with her.
The most crucial thing now was to build the safest refuge possible, to ensure his comfortable survival in the apocalypse.