Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies-Chapter 1231: Pulling

Chapter 1231: Pulling

Pagyi Gesang's offer was very tempting, but Zhang Yi was no greenhorn.

He had faced many crises since the Apocalypse and managed to navigate them all safely precisely because he was cautious enough.

"Expecting me to help you based on empty promises seems a bit too simple, doesn't it?"

Zhang Yi glanced at Pagyi Gesang, his gaze meaningful.

If you want me to act, you need to offer some real benefits.

Upon hearing this, Pagyi Gesang gritted his teeth and said, "After the matter is settled, we can split the gains fifty-fifty."

Zhang Yi chuckled softly. "This thing you mentioned beneath the Great Snow Mountain—whether it even exists, and what it is—is all uncertain."

Pagyi Gesang was left speechless. "But right now, I have nothing I can offer that you would find valuable."

Whether it was resources for daily life or weapons and equipment, what Zhang Yi possessed was not merely sufficient—it was excessive.

If not for that, why would he so generously invest half a share of the Elemental Stone Vein into Deng Technology's genetic project?

Tianhai City had too few people, and most were ordinary folks who simply didn't require that many resources.

A faint smile touched the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth as he said calmly,

"You still have something of great value to me."

Pagyi Gesang's eyes widened, then he let out two helpless, bitter chuckles.

"What you're referring to... is the main text of the 'Epic of King Gesar'?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Every generation of Heaven-granted singers had recited the Epic of King Gesar, but their respective versions were not entirely identical.

Coupled with the mythical elements in its stories and legends, it was hard to say how much of it was credible.

However, the unique copy preserved by the Pagyi Family was personally transcribed by the official historians of that era.

Even if there were some embellishments, its credibility remained the highest.

Zhang Yi knew that if he wanted to investigate what those underground world creatures truly were, he would have to trace back through ancient culture.

Pagyi Gesang took another deep breath. He was too fat, so whenever he became emotionally agitated, he had to take several deep breaths to calm himself.

"I can give you another transcribed copy. But you must promise to represent our Pagyi Family at next year's Prayer Festival!"

Pagyi Gesang said seriously.

Zhang Yi rubbed the back of his hand, his demeanor casual and unperturbed.

"Let me read it first. If I feel it's valuable enough, then it's not out of the question to consider."

Right now, the one in a hurry wasn't Zhang Yi, but Pagyi Gesang.

Now that Zhang Yi knew about the matters concerning the Great Snow Mountain, even if Pagyi Gesang turned hostile, Zhang Yi could still go to the Great Snow Mountain himself.

With his space-time system ability, traveling from the distant Tianhai City to the Snowy Plateau Region was merely a matter of a few dozen minutes.

Pagyi Gesang's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

But at this moment, he truly needed help from others. If he weren't forced into a corner, why would he seek assistance from outsiders?

After weighing the pros and cons, he could only compromise with Zhang Yi.

Not long after, he fetched another sheepskin scroll from the back.

However, to show sincerity, this scroll was clearly thicker and contained more recorded content.

Zhang Yi took it in his hands. Though the scroll was yellowed with age, it felt surprisingly delicate to the touch.

As he unrolled it, he praised, "To have such good sheepskin scroll production techniques over a thousand years ago is truly impressive! Worthy of professional historians."

Pagyi Gesang gave a strange smile. "Processing sheepskin is very troublesome. There wasn't that much parchment available when clearly there were superior materials."

Zhang Yi looked at Pagyi Gesang with some surprise. The next moment, his hand movements stiffened slightly.

This wasn't parchment at all—it was clearly human skin.

Recalling some ancient rumors about the Snowy Plateau Region, Zhang Yi didn't say anything more. With a composed expression, he calmly reached out and unrolled the "sheepskin scroll."

With translation from his portable Smart System, Zhang Yi could understand the content recorded on this scroll.

He ordered historians to record his great deeds and have them sung for future generations.

To remind people not to forget that although the Demon Kingdom was destroyed, the abyss had not vanished.

On the day the world faced its end, the Demon Realm's abyss would open, and endless demonic tribes would reappear in the human world.

At that time, King Gesar would return once more to lead people in stopping this calamity.

The more Zhang Yi read, the more shocked he became.

If the account in the "Epic of King Gesar" was to be believed, over two thousand years ago, the hero King Gesar of that time had prophesied the coming of an apocalypse.

And everything happening today was not accidental but some kind of inevitability.

A chill ran down Zhang Yi's spine, but he quickly regained his composure.

Throughout history, there had been countless such apocalyptic theories, each with different claims.

Moreover, the Epic of King Gesar didn't specify the exact time node for the apocalypse's arrival.

Trying to infer based on the current situation felt forced and contrived.

Though he thought this way in his heart, Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel shaken.

He finished reading the content on the scroll. The Smart System had already scanned it once, so he could review it anytime later.

Zhang Yi handed the human skin in his hand back to Pagyi Gesang.

"Forgive my bluntness, but it feels rather ordinary. There isn't much useful content in here."

Zhang Yi said lightly.

Pagyi Gesang grew somewhat anxious.

"The complete 'Epic of King Gesar' has over twenty million characters. Most of it consists of heroic legends about King Gesar. To obtain useful information, you must read the entire work to know."

Zhang Yi stood up and said leisurely, "I'll consider this matter carefully. I'll give you my answer once I've thought it through."

Pagyi Gesang hurriedly stood up as well.

"How long will you need to consider?"

Zhang Yi smiled at him. "That depends on how much more you can offer to convince me to help you."

Currently, the sincerity Pagyi Gesang had shown was indeed insufficient.

Zhang Yi was far wealthier than him.

This clan leader of the second-largest family in the Southwest Region needed to think for himself about what he could provide to sway Zhang Yi.

Pagyi Gesang furrowed his brow deeply. He knew Zhang Yi was the best helper he could find at the moment.

Soon, he gritted his teeth. "Alright, I'll return to Lhasa City immediately. At that time, I'll provide you with some intelligence! I believe that will surely impress you."

"Very well, let's wait and see."

On the surface, Zhang Yi appeared calm and composed, but inwardly, he was also somewhat tempted.

An underground secret realm was a massive treasure trove, with risks and rewards coexisting.

If safety could be ensured, he wouldn't mind making a trip.

Zhang Yi left the place and returned to his own residence.

Everyone had already packed their belongings and stored them in Jingwei's Shadow Space.

In the corner, Fatty Xu was still cradling his large face, looking utterly distracted.

Zhang Yi didn't have time to wait for him to wallow in his indecision, so he instructed everyone to prepare to return to Jiangnan.

Author's Note