Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 324: Intelligence is King​

Ling Feng watched as another dozen metal barrels were hurled his way, and his frustration ignited. He swiftly dodged, trying to avoid being splattered by gasoline again.

But when the barrels hit the ground, they exploded with a loud bang!

What splattered out wasn’t gasoline, but a thick, milky-white liquid!

“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”

The barrels continued to rain down around Ling Feng, bursting open.

Even with his agility, it was impossible to dodge the ever-present splashes of white liquid. Soon, he found himself covered in the stuff, with even his tactical helmet visor smeared.

His vision was severely impaired.

“What is this stuff?”

Ling Feng was beginning to feel uneasy. Just as he prepared to exit the ring of fire, he noticed his clothing was starting to stick together.

He tried to wipe off the white liquid from his helmet visor, but the more he wiped, the messier it became. Eventually, even his gloves began sticking.

“This is... super adhesive latex paint!”

Finally, Ling Feng realized what it was.

Zhang Yi’s tricks seemed endless, rendering Ling Feng’s formidable power utterly useless.

“Despicable!”

Ling Feng roared in anger. Relying on his raw strength, he tore through the adhesive paint sticking to him.

But Zhang Yi’s assault didn’t let up.

He had over a hundred barrels of this adhesive ready! To be honest, this was one of his secret weapons against Ling Feng.

Before the operation, Zhang Yi had set a rule for himself—he wasn’t the brawling type, and close combat wasn’t his forte, so he had to avoid direct confrontation with Ling Feng at all costs!

Since he couldn’t win head-on, he would exhaust and frustrate Ling Feng, preventing him from unleashing his power. That was his path to victory!

In this fight, Zhang Yi’s only advantage over Ling Feng was intelligence!

While Ling Feng knew little about Zhang Yi’s abilities, Zhang Yi had thoroughly studied Ling Feng’s strengths through a hacker network.

Super adhesive paint—designed to frustrate those who prided themselves on their close-combat abilities.

The paint covering Ling Feng’s visor rendered him temporarily blind.

Zhang Yi kept throwing barrels of adhesive paint, this time pouring it directly onto Ling Feng’s body.

Although Ling Feng tried to dodge using his hearing, it wasn’t as effective as being able to see clearly.

Frustrated to the limit, Ling Feng roared furiously and tore off his combat suit with sheer brute force.

He then took off his helmet and tossed it into the flames.

“What a pathetic trick! Did you really think you could challenge me? Now die!”

Zhang Yi’s antics had finally ignited Ling Feng’s fury.

Anyone facing such an opponent would feel the same rage.

At the start of the fight, Zhang Yi had put on a weak front. But as soon as the battle began, he revealed himself to be utterly ruthless!

But now, Ling Feng’s path to Zhang Yi was even more obstructed.

There was no snow left underfoot.

The flames from the barrels of gasoline had melted the snowy ground, turning it into a slushy, icy mess. His legs sank into the muddy snow water, and the scattered ice chunks made his movements more cumbersome.

But Ling Feng didn’t care about any of this.

He believed that as long as he held out until Zhang Yi ran out of items to throw, he could close the distance and crush Zhang Yi’s head with a single punch!

Before Ling Feng could break through the ring of fire, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Yi’s faint smile in the distance.

Zhang Yi raised his right hand, and the Dimensional Gate opened mid-air, releasing a hundred barrels that tumbled out with a crash.

The barrels were lidless, and their contents scattered into the cold mountain air, carried by the wind throughout the valley.

The scent of the sea spread quickly, overpowering even the strong smell of gasoline.

The barrels were filled with a fine, powdery substance—not gunpowder, nor poison.

However, upon smelling this scent, Ling Feng’s eyes filled with terror.

He quickly covered his nose and mouth, holding his breath.

Zhang Yi looked at Ling Feng calmly and said, “Everyone has a weakness. No one is truly invincible.”

“Just like the so-called invincible Captain Ling Feng—immune to knives and bullets—but allergic to seafood.”

The West Hill Base had detailed information on every individual.

Ling Feng’s weakness was his severe seafood allergy.

An allergic reaction like his could be fatal without prompt medical attention.

But even if seafood hadn’t been his weakness, Zhang Yi had plenty of other “dirty” tricks ready to deal with Ling Feng.

Poison, aphrodisiacs, lime powder, feces…

Everyone has weaknesses. Everyone can be killed!

Armed with sufficient intelligence and time to prepare, even a minor vulnerability could become a death sentence!

Zhang Yi didn’t feel a shred of shame for his tactics. Instead, he took pride in them.

Whatever could kill his opponent was the best strategy.

Spreading his arms wide, Zhang Yi surveyed the valley filled with swirling seafood powder.

“This is a blend of over thirty types of seafood. I guarantee at least one of them will trigger the best allergic reaction for you.”

He had scoured numerous supermarkets to gather all that seafood powder.

Ling Feng held his breath, refusing to inhale the allergen-laden air.

But no one can hold their breath forever.

His mind raced, struggling to understand how Zhang Yi had uncovered his allergy.

He couldn’t accept losing to Zhang Yi—this despicable bastard!

Holding in a last gulp of air, Ling Feng charged forward from the icy water, desperate to go all-out against Zhang Yi!

Zhang Yi, always cautious, kept a safe distance from Ling Feng.

Seeing him rushing over, Zhang Yi didn’t waste a second, turning and running again!

In any case, all he had to do was drag this out, and Ling Feng would collapse sooner or later. There was no need for Zhang Yi to hurry.

Ling Feng was fast—faster than Zhang Yi at this point.

But from the Dimensional Gate, an endless stream of lingerie and children’s stuffed toys flew out, relentlessly blocking his view.

After over a minute of chasing, Ling Feng’s face turned beet-red, swelling like dough in an oven.

Clutching his neck, he finally crumpled to the ground, utterly spent.

Zhang Yi stood thirty meters away, watching Ling Feng collapse. He calmly stepped back another thirty meters.

Then, lighting a campfire nearby, he pulled out a few chocolate bars from his Dimensional Space and began munching on them.

The valley fell into silence.

After about ten minutes, the “lifeless” Ling Feng suddenly sprang up.

“Zhang Yi!!!”

He shouted furiously, his face horribly swollen like a beaten pig.

So he had been faking his death!

While he did suffer from a seafood allergy, as a super soldier, he always carried anti-allergy medication.

His plan had been to play dead, lure Zhang Yi closer, then strike.

But he didn’t expect Zhang Yi to be so cautious—to actually sit by the fire, eating and recovering his strength instead.

Zhang Yi could wait; he couldn’t!

The medicine only alleviated his symptoms, not cure him completely. And with seafood powder still swirling in the valley, he had no choice but to spring up and resume his chase.

Without another word, Zhang Yi finished his last bite of chocolate and bolted.

Author's Note