Frozen Apocalypse: Building a Top-tier Safehouse on the Mountain
Chapter 1: A Second Chance
Pain. Unbearable, excruciating pain surged through Zhang Yi's entire body.
This was not just a feeling but a stark, cruel reality unfolding before him.
At this moment, Zhang Yi was being torn apart by the very friends and neighbors he had once trusted and helped.
In this resource-starved apocalypse, they ignored the help he had given them in the past and raised their blades against him.
In his final moments, through his hazy vision, Zhang Yi saw his goddess, Fang Yuqing, standing at the back of the crowd. She wore a pitiful expression as she shouted, "I'm the one who made him open the door. You all owe me a piece of his rib to make soup!"
It was this very woman who tricked Zhang Yi into opening the door, ultimately leading to his death.
As Zhang Yi looked at her, his eyes filled with hatred and regret.
If anyone was to blame, it was himself for being too naive, too kind. That's how he ended up as food for others in this apocalyptic world.
He wished, desperately, that he could start all over again.
If he had the chance, he would never be soft-hearted again. He would live only for himself!
Soon, darkness claimed him, and Zhang Yi lost consciousness.
However, in the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and shot up from the sofa.
The hellish scene he had just experienced, and the unbearable pain, were still fresh in his mind.
Zhang Yi gasped for breath, his body quickly drenched in sweat.
"What's going on? Wasn't I killed by those beasts of neighbors?"
As he calmed down, Zhang Yi began to observe his surroundings.
The place was familiar—it was his own house.
The comfortable room temperature made him feel strangely uneasy.
Because, in December 2050, Earth had been struck by the catastrophic "Cambrian Storm" caused by a supernova explosion 500,000 light-years away.
Global temperatures had plummeted. In Tianhai City, where Zhang Yi lived, the average daily temperature was between -60°C and -70°C. Blizzards had lasted for a month, burying the entire city in snow.
In northern parts of Huaguo, temperatures had reached a horrifying -100°C, burying the land under ice and snow.
Most lifeforms had perished, and even humanity had lost 95% of its population in this disaster.
Zhang Yi stood up and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. Gulping down most of it, he felt immense relief.
Though the water was cold, it tasted like nectar to him.
In the apocalypse, the only way to get water was to venture out into -70°C conditions to dig up snow and melt it.
Such a task often led to freezing to death.
After finishing the water, Zhang Yi checked his phone.
The screen displayed the date: "November 12th."
There was exactly one month left until the apocalypse would begin.
"Looks like I've been reborn," Zhang Yi muttered, taking a deep breath as realization dawned upon him.
That month of experience couldn't have been just a dream—especially the agony of being torn apart, which felt far too real.
Lifting his head, Zhang Yi felt a mix of relief and determination.
He vividly remembered everyone who had betrayed and harmed him in his previous life.
This time, he vowed to live well and never show kindness to those animals again.
Moreover, after ensuring his own survival, he would exact revenge on them, thoroughly and mercilessly.
But for now, Zhang Yi had to figure out how to prepare for the apocalypse and ensure his survival.
Zhang Yi's current living conditions weren't bad.
His parents had passed away early, leaving him a 120-square-meter apartment in Tianhai City.
He also had over 2 million yuan in savings, which was relatively substantial under normal circumstances.
However, when the apocalypse hit, global resources would face extreme shortages.
His savings wouldn't last long.
To survive, he needed an enormous amount of supplies.
With the ability to prepare in advance, Zhang Yi wasn't just thinking about staying alive; he wanted a decent quality of life in the apocalypse.
Food, entertainment, and security were all essential. Without them, prolonged isolation would surely lead to mental collapse.
Weapons and equipment were also necessary to protect himself and ensure he could exact his revenge.
Just then, a strange white light suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yi.
Thinking his vision was blurry, he rubbed his eyes.
But unexpectedly, a peculiar thought emerged in his mind.
The white light seemed to be a part of him, and information about it flooded his brain.
With a single thought, Zhang Yi's consciousness entered the white light.
What he saw astonished him—a vast, white, empty space stretched infinitely before him.
"Is this… an interdimensional space?"
"It seems my rebirth has come with some extraordinary abilities."
Zhang Yi felt a surge of excitement.
The gamma radiation that had swept through him must have mutated his body, granting him this supernatural power.
With this enormous space, storing supplies for the apocalypse would be much easier.
However, Zhang Yi wanted to know how much space this dimension could hold and whether there were any restrictions on the items it could store.
His consciousness returned to his room, and he began experimenting by placing household items into the space.
He started with small items like teacups and basins, which were easily stored.
Next, he attempted to store larger appliances—televisions, refrigerators, washing machines, computers, air conditioners, and vacuum cleaners.
The white space accepted everything without hesitation, accommodating all these items.
Moreover, with a single thought, Zhang Yi could retrieve any object from the space instantly.
However, certain objects subjected to external forces or those not existing independently were difficult to store.
For example, when he tried to remove a floorboard from the ground, there was no response.
"It seems this dimensional space has its own rules. I'll have to figure them out slowly."
"Still, just having such a massive storage space allows me to stockpile an enormous amount of resources!"
Licking his lips, Zhang Yi began formulating a bold plan.
Zhang Yi worked as a supervisor at the South China warehouse for Walmart.
As the world's largest supermarket chain, Walmart's inventory was vast and comprehensive.
In China, Walmart operated three massive warehouses located in Central, South, and North China.
The sheer size of these warehouses was astonishing, particularly the South China warehouse.
Built in 2040, it measured 1,500 meters in length and 720 meters in width, covering over a million square meters—a true behemoth of logistics!
It had even been praised by the President of Walmart Greater China as the "Eighth Wonder of the World!"
Of course, the officially recognized Seven Wonders of the World remain unchanged, and "eighth wonders" are often self-proclaimed, numbering in the thousands.
Still, the size and storage capacity of the South China warehouse were indeed unparalleled in the global warehousing industry.
Its inventory could sustain several cities with millions of people for an entire week.
In other words, if Zhang Yi managed to empty even one of these warehouses and transfer its contents into his space, he would have enough supplies to last not just one lifetime but ten!
Most importantly, Walmart maintained strict quality control standards.
The warehouse contained no substandard or off-brand items.
Whether it was food, household goods, or luxury items, everything was of reputable quality.
If Zhang Yi could empty an entire Walmart warehouse, he wouldn't just survive the apocalypse—he could live comfortably and luxuriously.
As the warehouse supervisor, Zhang Yi was intimately familiar with every shelf, surveillance system, and staff schedule.
Emptying the warehouse was well within his capabilities.
Having made up his mind, Zhang Yi felt a newfound sense of ease.
Gurgle, gurgle.
At that moment, his stomach let out a protest.
He rubbed his belly and glanced at the takeout braised chicken rice on the table.
After some hesitation, Zhang Yi chuckled, shook his head, and decided against eating the takeout.
"The apocalypse is just a month away. If there's delicious food, I should enjoy it now—there won't be another chance later. Why hold back?"
Having endured a month of cold and hunger, he was eager to indulge in some warm, flavorful dishes.
"What's the point of saving money now? Once the world ends, money will become worthless paper. Better to spend it all now than waste it later."
With that thought, Zhang Yi turned decisively and decided to visit a high-end restaurant he had always considered too expensive, ready to enjoy a hearty meal.