Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies-Chapter 544: Killing Through Attrition

Chapter 544: Killing Through Attrition

Wei Dinghai had tried to ambush the wounded Yuan Kongye, hoping to steal her Superhuman Core.

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But he had underestimated her.

Even in her weakened state, she was still terrifyingly powerful.

With just one attack, she killed him instantly.

The sight shocked everyone watching from the ruins.

Even injured, Yuan Kongye was far beyond their level.

They weren’t Zhang Yi—they didn’t have limitless resources, and they certainly didn’t have his insane spatial defense.

Zhang Yi might have been untouchable, but she could wipe them out like insects.

After disposing of Wei Dinghai, Yuan Kongye quickly fled into the distance.

Zhang Yi pursued at a leisurely pace.

As he walked, his gaze swept over the survivors hiding in the ruins.

He smiled and said, "Everyone, Yuan Kongye is severely wounded right now. If you want her Core, go ahead."

His voice was calm, but to the others, it dripped with mockery.

He was clearly ridiculing Wei Dinghai’s foolishness.

A wounded Epsilon-level Superhuman was still beyond their reach.

Of course, even though none of them dared to act, they had all been thinking about it.

Silence filled the air.

Everyone knew they stood no chance against Zhang Yi.

After scanning the crowd one last time, Zhang Yi smirked—then vanished through a spatial jump, continuing his pursuit.

He wasn’t in a hurry.

Because time was on his side.

Yuan Kongye couldn’t kill him.

And he couldn’t kill her—yet.

But they were both human.

She needed rest. She needed food.

And now—she was blind.

No sleep. No food.

No matter how strong she was, she would eventually break.

Meanwhile, he had everything he needed.

He even had military-grade stimulants to keep himself awake and alert.

This was a battle of endurance.

As Zhang Yi and Yuan Kongye disappeared into the distance, the survivors finally exhaled in relief.

Slowly, they emerged from their hiding spots.

Baili Changqing stared after Zhang Yi, his expression complex.

"In the end… he’s the biggest winner."

If Zhang Yi absorbed Yuan Kongye’s Core, he might immediately ascend to the Epsilon level.

At that point, he would become the strongest Superhuman in Jiangnan District.

And when that happened—they wouldn’t even be able to stand in his shadow.

Baili Changqing scratched his head.

"The Captain wanted him to join our team back then…" He laughed bitterly. "But if he did now, he’d probably be our leader."

Explosives expert Ye Jikang walked over, his face serious.

"But why do I feel like… this was all part of his plan?"

"We were all his chess pieces."

Baili Changqing glanced at him, then sighed helplessly.

"Maybe we were. But what choice did we have?"

"He was one step ahead of us."

He had no resentment toward Zhang Yi.

As long as the outcome was good, and their mission was accomplished, he had no reason to be bitter.

Because without Zhang Yi, they never would have uncovered the secrets of the Followers of the Snow God.

If their mission had failed, the entire Jiangnan District—maybe even all of China—would have been doomed.

"It’s just a shame about the Captain… Maybe… he could’ve lived longer."

A shadow of grief flickered in Ye Jikang’s eyes.

Bian Junwu had been their pillar of strength.

His death was a devastating loss to the team.

Baili Changqing fell silent.

Could they blame Zhang Yi?

If Zhang Yi hadn’t been involved, maybe Bian Junwu would’ve lived a little longer.

But they all knew—his body had been deteriorating for a long time.

Even without Zhang Yi, he wouldn’t have lasted much longer.

And at least—he had died in battle, going out in a blaze of glory.

Perhaps… that was the best ending for him.

Meanwhile, Yuan Kongye was still running.

She knew she couldn’t beat Zhang Yi—but she was determined to outlast him.

But she was blind.

Her body was falling apart.

She needed to find a place to heal.

She had dozens of abilities, including several healing powers.

If she could just find some time, she might be able to cure herself.

But she wasn’t alone.

She could feel his presence—

The cold, predatory gaze watching her every move.

Even without seeing him, she knew he was there.

Waiting.

Like a vulture, circling a dying animal.

Zhang Yi wasn’t in a hurry.

He kept his distance, just watching.

Every time she tried to stop and rest, he fired an Origin Bullet, forcing her to keep moving.

And if she turned back to fight him—

He would simply teleport away, dodging her attack.

Each time she used her abilities, her condition worsened.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yi would just sit somewhere, pull food from his Dimensional Space, and quietly eat.

This was like breaking a wild eagle.

He had even injected himself with a military stimulant.

It kept his body alert and his mind sharp, allowing him to stay awake for three days straight.

He could wait.

And when it was finally over—

He would claim the greatest prize of all.

The Superhuman Core of an Epsilon-level Superhuman.

The concentrated power of dozens of elite Superhumans.

With that—he would ascend.

Yuan Kongye stumbled through the snow, her body barely holding together.

Her vision was completely gone.

All she could do was run on instinct.

On the second day, she somehow managed to find a supermarket buried in the snow.

But just as she was about to enter—

A rocket flew in from the distance, striking the store dead center.

BOOM!

The explosion obliterated the building, incinerating all the supplies inside.

Yuan Kongye was numb to everything now.

But after an entire day without food, desperation finally began to creep in.

She turned around, her lifeless gray eyes staring into the distance.

Atop a small hill, Zhang Yi stood—

A rocket launcher on his shoulder.

A wisp of smoke curled from its barrel.

His expression was playful.

And the scent in the air—

Was the scent of despair.

Yuan Kongye’s face was blank.

She lifted a hand, summoning a raging blizzard, aiming to bury the entire mountain in ice.

But—

No matter how powerful the storm, it couldn’t touch him.

Two massive Dimensional Gates surrounded him in a triangular formation, shielding him from everything.

"Nothing can touch me."

Zhang Yi looked at her calmly.

"You still haven’t given up?"

"Everyone you cared about is dead."

"Your parents are dead. Zheng Yixian is dead. The tens of thousands of followers of the Snow God—you led them all to their deaths."

"And now, you’re alone."

"Even if you had won, you would’ve been alone."

"Every single person died because of you. Do you really feel no guilt?"

"Because the truth is—"

"The one who should’ve died first—"

"Was you."

Author's Note