Pain, unbearable pain!
The excruciating pain seemed to seep into every inch of Zhang Yi's body, spreading through him like wildfire.
This wasn't just a feeling; it was a brutal, unrelenting reality that was happening to him.
At this moment, he was being savagely torn apart by the very friends and neighbors he had once trusted and helped.
In this world of scarce resources in the apocalypse, they didn't care about the kindness Zhang Yi had shown them in the past. Instead, they raised their knives and struck.
As he was on the verge of death, Zhang Yi vaguely saw the woman he had once admired, Fang Yuqing, standing behind the crowd. She looked pitiful, shouting with all her might, "It was I who told him to open the door! You must leave me a piece of his ribs to make soup!"
It was this woman who had tricked Zhang Yi into opening the door, leading to his death.
Zhang Yi looked at her, his eyes filled with hatred and regret.
If there was anyone to blame, it could only be himself—too foolish, too kind-hearted, and now, in this end-of-world scenario, he had become someone else's food supply.
How he wished everything could start over.
If he had another chance, he would never again show mercy to anyone. He would live only for himself!
Soon, his vision faded to black, and he lost consciousness.
But in the very next moment, his eyes snapped open, and he sat up suddenly from the couch.
The hellish scenes he had just experienced—the pain, vivid and real—were still fresh in his memory.
Zhang Yi gasped for air, his entire body drenched in sweat.
"What's going on? Didn't those beasts kill me?"
Once he regained his senses, Zhang Yi looked around at his surroundings.
This place wasn't unfamiliar; it was his own home.
The temperature in the air felt unusually comfortable, which struck him as odd.
Because in December of the year 2050, Earth—known as Blue Star—had been impacted by a supernova explosion from 500,000 light-years away, triggering a global Cambrian Storm.
The global temperature plummeted, and in Tianhai City, where Zhang Yi lived, the daily temperature hovered around minus sixty to seventy degrees Celsius. A blizzard had lasted for a month, burying the entire city.
It was said that in the northern parts of China, the temperature had even reached a terrifying minus one hundred degrees Celsius, and the land was completely buried under ice and snow.
Many species went extinct, and over ninety-five percent of the human population perished in this disaster.
Zhang Yi stood up and walked to the refrigerator, taking out a bottle of water. He drank half of it in large gulps.
Although the water was cold from refrigeration, to him, it was like nectar, the most precious thing in the world.
In the apocalypse, the only way people could get water was by going outside and, in temperatures as low as minus sixty or seventy degrees, digging up snow to melt it into water.
Such an endeavor was often fatal, as people could easily freeze to death.
After drinking the water, Zhang Yi glanced at his phone.
The date displayed was "November 12."
There was still an entire month until the apocalypse would arrive.
"It looks like… I've been reborn."
Zhang Yi took a deep breath, quickly understanding what had happened.
That one month of experience couldn't have been a dream—especially not the agonizing pain of being torn apart. It had felt all too real.
Zhang Yi looked up, overwhelmed with relief at having survived.
At the same time, a fierce, cold light flashed in his eyes.
He clearly remembered the people who had caused his death.
In this new life, he would live well, never again showing kindness to those animals.
Moreover, as long as his own safety was guaranteed, he was determined to take a bloody revenge on those people!
But right now, Zhang Yi had to think about how to survive the impending apocalypse in a month's time.
His living conditions were relatively good.
His parents had passed away when he was young, and he inherited a 120-square-meter apartment in Tianhai City.
He also had more than two million yuan in savings, which would be considered quite ample in normal times.
However, once the apocalypse hit, global resources would be severely depleted.
The little money he had wouldn't last long.
After all, to survive alone, he would need vast amounts of supplies.
With time to prepare, Zhang Yi didn't just want to survive; he also wanted to maintain a certain quality of life in the future.
He needed to ensure both food and entertainment were taken care of, or else his spirit would break after a while.
Additionally, weapons and equipment were a must. Only then could he protect himself and exact his revenge on his neighbors.
At this moment, a streak of white light suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yi.
He thought it was just his right eye playing tricks on him, so he reached up to rub it.
But suddenly, a strange thought surged in his mind.
It seemed that this beam of white light was a part of him, and information related to the white light also appeared in his mind.
With a thought, Zhang Yi's consciousness instantly entered the beam of white light.
To his surprise, he found himself in an immense, boundless white space.
The area inside was so vast that he couldn't even measure it; it was filled with nothing but expanses of blankness.
"This is... another dimension?"
"It seems that after my rebirth, I have gained some special abilities."
Zhang Yi was suddenly filled with joy.
It looked like the gamma radiation had caused his body to mutate, giving him extraordinary powers.
With this massive space, it would be much easier for him to store supplies for the apocalypse.
However, Zhang Yi wanted to know how much this space could actually store, and whether there were any limits to the types of objects it could hold.
His consciousness immediately returned to his room, and he began to test placing objects into the space.
At first, he started with small items like a teacup and a basin, and they were easily absorbed into the space.
Zhang Yi then tried to put larger appliances in—such as a TV, refrigerator, washing machine, computer, air conditioner, and vacuum cleaner.
The white space accepted them all without resistance.
Moreover, with just a thought, Zhang Yi could pull these items out of the space at will.
However, objects that were subject to great external forces and weren't independent could not be stored as easily.
For example, when he tried to pry up a piece of floorboard from the ground, there was no reaction.
"This otherworldly space seems to have many rules; I need to slowly explore them."
"However, just having this enormous space to store items will allow me to keep an enormous amount of resources!"
He licked his lips, and a bold plan formed in his mind.
Zhang Yi worked as a supervisor at a Walmart warehouse in South China.
As the world's largest supermarket chain, Walmart had a vast range of products.
It had three massive warehouses in China—Central China, South China, and North China.
These three warehouses were colossal, especially the South China warehouse.
Completed in 2040, the South China warehouse was 1,500 meters long, 720 meters wide, and covered over a million square meters! It was the largest warehouse in the world!
It had once been praised by the president of Walmart China as the eighth wonder of the world!
Of course, there were only seven universally recognized wonders of the world, while the "eighth wonder" was a self-proclaimed title, with thousands of contenders.
However, the size and storage capacity of the South China warehouse were indeed unmatched in the world.
The warehouse regularly stored enough supplies to meet the weekly needs of millions of people in several cities.
This meant that if Zhang Yi could empty an entire warehouse and move its contents into his space, he wouldn't have to worry about resources for the apocalypse. In fact, he would have so many supplies that even if he lived for ten lifetimes, he still wouldn't run out!
What's more, Walmart's quality control was extremely strict.
The warehouse never carried low-quality or no-name goods.
Whether it was food, household items, or luxury goods, everything was from reputable, well-known brands.
If Zhang Yi could empty a whole warehouse, not only would he not need to worry about supplies for the end of the world, but he could also live in luxury.
As the warehouse supervisor, Zhang Yi was intimately familiar with every shelf, surveillance system, and staff schedule in the warehouse.
Emptying the warehouse would be no problem for him.
Once he made up his mind, Zhang Yi felt much more relaxed.
"Gurgle~"
At that moment, Zhang Yi's stomach growled in protest.
He rubbed his stomach and glanced at the yellow braised chicken rice he had bought earlier.
He touched his chin and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he smiled and shook his head, deciding against eating the takeout.
"One month until the apocalypse... I should hurry up and eat some of the good food before it's too late. After all, there won't be any chances after that. Why be so stingy with myself?"
He had endured a month of cold and hunger, and now, he desperately wanted to eat something warm and delicious.
What good is money at this point?
After the end of the world, money would be worthless paper. It's better to spend it all now rather than waste it.
Zhang Yi turned around with a carefree attitude, ready to find a high-end restaurant he had never been willing to visit before and enjoy a hearty meal.