In the ice age apocalypse, I hoarded ten billion worth of supplies

Chen Zhenghao and others spent the whole morning smashing the wall around Zhang Yi's house.

But after digging through the wall, floor and ceiling, they found that they were blocked by a thick steel plate.

A 20cm thick steel plate is a nightmare for them!

If they only use manpower, there is no hope of breaking it now.

After all, working under ultra-low temperature and not being able to get enough energy to replenish the loss of physical strength will only accelerate their death.

Many people collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion.

The sound of "Gurgle~Gurgle~" was heard.

They stroked their shriveled stomachs, and hunger was about to conquer them completely.

But there was not much food left.

Some people saw the neighbors next to them and saw the snow-white meat through the gap in their clothes.

An idea suddenly emerged in their minds.

Isn't this meat?

As soon as the terrifying idea appeared, everyone was immediately frightened and cold, trying to get rid of this idea from their minds.

But when this thought came up, it gave people an option in a desperate situation.

They themselves probably knew that if that day really came, people would kill each other and eat each other.

"Is there really no way out?"

Sun Zhichao's face was full of pain. He even felt that his arm had begun to become inflamed and ulcerated.

There were no antibiotics, not even ordinary anti-inflammatory drugs, and it was impossible to effectively clean the wound.

Now there was still a lot of rust on his wound.

In this case, death was almost inevitable.

"Damn Zhang Yi, why are you so cruel!"

"How can you compare to so many of us living alone? What's wrong with sacrificing yourself? What's wrong???"

Sun Zhichao roared to the sky, and despair completely twisted his mind.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's neighbor suddenly came out. "Maybe you can try to walk on the balcony."

"When their house was renovated, the balcony was changed to a floor-to-ceiling window, and a large part of it was glass. Maybe there is a chance to break in!"

Other residents can't see the back of Zhang Yi's house, but his neighbors can.

Some floors of Building 25 have a balcony, and Zhang Yi's 24th floor just happens to have a small platform.

On weekdays, he uses it to plant flowers and dry quilts.

Hearing what Zhang Yi's neighbors said, a group of people who were about to despair suddenly looked up.

"Window? Hahaha, right! Since his house has windows, there must be an exit! It's impossible to seal them all!"

"As long as there are windows, you can rush in!"

A group of people broke into Zhang Yi's neighbor's house without saying anything.

There is actually a gap of about 15 centimeters between the two balconies, and a fence is installed in the middle.

But these can't stop the crazy people now.

However, the balcony is not like the corridor.

At this time, the corridors were blocked by each household. It was airtight and still had some warmth-keeping effect.

However, the north wind was howling outside and the snow was flying. People could be frozen to death in a few hours.

Chen Zhenghao and others didn't care about these. As long as they could rush into Zhang Yi's house, they could get everything!

A group of people screamed and jumped onto the balcony of Zhang Yi's house like crazy.

Zhang Yi naturally noticed this scene.

The two sides looked at each other for less than a second.

The neighbors waved the tools in their hands and smashed towards the huge French window frantically.

Zhang Yi dragged his white recliner to the window, lay down slowly, and poured himself a cup of steaming hot coffee.

The small balcony was soon crowded with more than a dozen people.

Their faces were pale, like zombies, and with their crazy and twisted expressions, they really didn't look like living people at all.

Zhang Yi thought, if there really were zombies, they would probably be to this extent.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Ding-dong"

Muffled sounds echoed on the French windows.

In the snow and wind, this group of lunatics were trying to smash the glass.

Even if they didn't accidentally smash their hands, they didn't feel any pain, and let the blood flow out and then coagulate.

When they smashed the wall just now, the feeling of desire was not obvious enough.

But now there was only a layer of glass between them, which made them see more clearly how luxurious Zhang Yi's life was!

The fireplace in the room was burning, and Zhang Yi was only wearing a single piece of clothing, lying on a white lounge chair like a landlord.

There was a cup of brewed coffee next to him, still steaming, and judging from the amount of milk foam, it should be cappuccino.

The coffee table was full of weapons, but that was not the point.

The point was that under the coffee table, a pile of half-eaten snacks were thrown there.

Potato chips, hamburgers, cola, pizza, roast chicken, roast duck, and even oil-splashed noodles!

It was these things that made the neighbors on the balcony completely crazy!

After only being away from them for half a month, they were so excited that they felt like they had seen their long-lost father!

"Roar!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

They were so excited that they even forgot their voices and expressed their excitement by howling desperately.

Then they fought even harder and smashed the windows with all their might!

Zhang Yi held a cup of coffee in his hand and enjoyed the show.

He just said lightly: "Who says glass must be more fragile than metal?"

The cost of this wall is extremely high. For the sake of quality of life, Zhang Yi rejected the proposal of Zhanlong Security Company and did not use metal here.

Instead, he spent a lot of money to customize a whole wall of bulletproof glass as a floor-to-ceiling window.

He still remembered that Wu Huairen, the manager of Zhanlong Security Company, said, "Such a thick wall is no longer protected against bullets, but artillery shells!"

The bulletproof glass on the special vehicles of Western heads of state that can withstand sniper rifles is made of this material.

However, their thickness is less than half of Zhang Yi's wall. As expected, the group of people found something wrong while smashing.

Originally they thought it was plexiglass and they could smash it with a few hits.

How come there was not even a crack after more than a dozen people smashed it for a long time!

"What kind of glass is this?"

"Is it bulletproof glass?"

"What? Bulletproof glass?"

The word came out hoarsely from the throat of a man with glasses, but it was full of despair, as if it came from the eighteenth level of hell.

It can even defend against artillery shells, but it can't defend against your handwork?

"No, I don't believe it!"

A young man shouted to the sky, "My life is in my own hands! I don't believe I can't break it!"

"As long as I break it, the fireplace and food and drink in the house will all be mine. I must break it, ah ah ah!!!"

Perhaps it was the extremely cold temperature, jumping back and forth between hope and despair, everyone's brains were frozen.

They chose to throw away their reason, work hard and recklessly, and fight for a future!

Zhang Yi applauded them and expressed his touching feelings.

However, he felt a little hungry.

So he took out some food from the space, such as pork elbow with soy sauce, candied banana, some snacks, and a pure cocoa butter chocolate.