In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

It's no secret that Huang Tianfang and Wang Qiang smoked.

After all, these two people are not masters who know how to hide things. When they are working, they smoke outside like no one else.

After thinking about it for a while, the big guy guessed that Zhang Yi provided it for them.

As a result, some building managers who were addicted to cigarettes made requests one after another, hoping that Zhang Yi would also bring them cigarettes.

After Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to provide so many people."

The other building chiefs immediately panicked.

"Zhang Yi, you can't favor one person over another!"

"Our requirements are not high, one pack a day, just one pack!"

"This is the request of my life!"

Zhang Yi sighed helplessly, "Okay, I will try my best to provide you with cigarettes. How about it, starting tomorrow, I will provide you with cigarettes if you building managers need them."

Seeing this, the non-smokers couldn't help but stepped forward and made their own demands.

"I don't smoke, I just like to eat a bite of betel nut. Can this requirement be satisfied?"

"I want to drink some wine, the cheapest loose wine will do!"

……

Zhang Yi said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I've written down everything you said. I won't favor one person over another, everyone has a share!"

Everyone smiled contentedly, and then left with their supplies.

After they left, Li Chengbin, Jiang Lei and others were indignant.

"Brother Zhang, are you being too kind to them?"

"Giving them food is already a great kindness, but now they are pushing their feet, and they want this and that!"

But Zhang Yi said lightly: "Their demands are not too much, I can't treat one more favorably than another. It's okay, let's do it like this!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Yi as if they were strangers.

No one could have imagined that Zhang Yi, who was ruthless and ruthless in the past, would become so cowardly at this time!

But Zhang Yi had to find things by himself, so it was difficult for them to say anything.

Zhang Yi finished distributing supplies to everyone and returned home.

He took a hot shower, then lay comfortably on the sofa in his pajamas, looking at the ceiling above his head.

"It's almost time."

An internal conflict has already caused heavy losses to other unit buildings.

More than 400 people died directly.

And hundreds of people were injured during the battle. It is basically impossible for these people to survive. Even if they survived by luck, there will be no threat in a short time.

Zhang Yi took a walk around the community in the morning, and in the process, he observed the number of people still active in the community.

Probably around 700 people.

Moreover, he used cigarettes and liquor as bait, and successfully lured the building managers of each unit building out.

In other words, the time to close the net has come!

Zhang Yi didn't intend to procrastinate any longer.

Because in a short period of time, there will be no major conflicts in each unit building, so delaying time is meaningless.

And because of the food he provides, those people will also be supplemented with physical strength.After a while, they will pose a greater threat to Zhang Yi.

"Just tomorrow!"

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the killing intent flashed between his eyes.

……

The next day, Zhang Yi went out as usual and left the community.

About his plan today, he didn't tell anyone, including Uncle You.

Because this action is very important, if you miss it, it will increase the difficulty and risk of the action later.

So Zhang Yi can't trust anyone.

After leaving the community, he went straight to the supermarket.

I found a lot of food from various shelves, most of which were loose steamed buns, steamed buns, and bagged bread tied with drawstrings.

Today, Zhang Yi specially found food with better quality than the previous few days, and the quantity was also increased.

"I can be kind enough to them if I can eat a hearty last meal!"

Zhang Yi said so.

After piles of things piled up, Zhang Yi took out the rat poison he had obtained earlier from the different space.

A colorless, odorless powder that only needs a little to kill.

It just so happens that these foods are somewhat spoiled, and the color is not normal, so it can't be seen at all after sprinkled with medicinal powder.

Zhang Yi took out the gas mask he found in the military camp and put it on, then carefully sprinkled the rat poison on the food.

It took him half an hour to complete this process by himself.

"Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang may not be at ease with food, they will let people test poison. But they are such greedy people, they are definitely reluctant to share cigarettes and liquor with others."

"Old smokers and old alcoholics will lose their usual caution in front of these things. I'll just put medicine on it!"

Zhang Yi took a few packs of cigarettes, and after thinking about it, he opened the outer plastic wrap.

When he gave Wang Qiang and others before, the cigarettes were unpacked, of course, to prepare for today.

In order to dispel their suspicion.

After all, it is good to be able to get cigarettes now, and it is not surprising that there are some problems with the packaging.

Then, little by little, he carefully stuffed the rat poison into the tobacco of the cigarette.

As for liquor, the method is a little more complicated.

Zhang Yi first mixed the rat poison into alcohol, and then injected it through the cork with a syringe.

How should I put it, rough is a bit rough, but after he went back, it was almost night, and the sky was dark.

It's hard for drunkards to notice such a small flaw.

After working for two hours, Zhang Yi began to pack the food in bags and put them on the sledge behind the snowmobile.

The snow outside today is not so heavy, but the wind is still sharp.

Zhang Yi leaned against the wall of the shopping mall, finally lit a cigarette for himself, and took a small sip.

Because you suck too much, you can easily frostbite your lungs by the cold air.

"Maybe today is the end. I always feel that this process is surprisingly smooth."

Zhang Yi muttered to himself.

Everything that people in other units have done so far has fully met Zhang Yi's expectations.

But it was this kind of cooperation that gave Zhang Yi an unreal feeling.

"I always feel that everything is going too smoothly, but other people are not fools, so how could it be possible for me to play around?"

Zhang Yi smiled self-deprecatingly, and narrowed his eyes at the same time.

"This false harmony is only temporary, and those guys are not stupid. They will still attack me sooner or later, and the reason why they choose to hold back is because they are waiting for some opportunity?"

"25# has an inner ghost. I haven't found out who it is. Is he alive or has he died a while ago?"

Zhang Yi asked himself these questions, but he didn't get an answer.

He is not Sherlock Holmes, nor Detective Conan, and he does not have such strong detective skills.

However, he has something better in this apocalypse - he has a fortress and a gun!

Zhang Yi threw the cigarette he had smoked twice to the ground, and crushed it with his toes.

"No matter what plans you have, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are meaningless."