Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies-Chapter 611: Encircling Eclipse Moon

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Chapter 611: Encircling Eclipse Moon

The Superhuman team from Daze City never expected that they'd arrive in Tianhai City full of confidence, thinking they were about to score big—

Only to walk straight into a slaughter.

Not only did they leave empty-handed, but most of them also left their lives behind.

Zhang Yi gave a clear command: root them out completely—not a single invader should survive!

He couldn’t risk any of them spreading news of his true strength, which could bring him unwanted trouble.

And the fact that the battle ended in such an easy and crushing victory only further united the hearts of Tianhai City’s people.

All three major bases now submitted to Zhang Yi willingly and wholeheartedly.

At that moment, Xingtian asked, “If the Jiangnan District questions us, what do we tell them?”

“What else? Just say that all the factions in Tianhai City joined forces and wiped out the invading force!”

Zhang Yi said with a smile.

Xingtian scratched his head. “I’m worried they won’t buy it. On paper, there’s no way we should’ve won so easily.”

Zhang Yi shook his head.

“No need to get too detailed. We’re the victims here—justified self-defense is perfectly acceptable.”

“When Jiangnan District established the Superhuman Union, they announced that principle in public.”

“Plus, we have the letter they sent us. It proves they made the first move. Why should the victim have to explain anything?”

“As for how we won so easily, that’s even easier to explain—battlefields change in an instant. Anything can happen. Let them speculate all they want.”

Right now, Jiangnan District’s attention was focused on Linhai City—they didn’t have time to worry about what happened here.

Zhang Yi wasn’t worried about unexpected fallout.

Everyone acknowledged the order and headed out to thoroughly sweep the surrounding area—just to be safe, in case anyone slipped through the net.

In reality, this was just a precaution.

The stronger Superhumans from Daze had already been vaporized in a single move by Zhang Yi.

The rest, paralyzed by fear, were easily picked off by Tianhai City’s defenders.

Finally, Zhang Yi had Fatty Xu cover the massive crater he’d created with snow.

The scene returned to its former silence—pure white snow, not a drop of blood in sight.

As if nothing had ever happened.

At the very same time that the battle in Tianhai City came to an end, a far more dangerous and large-scale war was breaking out in the nearby Linhai City.

This operation was being commanded directly by the Jiangnan District's Combat Operations Center.

Ten different Superhuman organizations had been deployed, with full support from headquarters.

The key to their coordination was Huaguo’s Nebula System, which guided their movements and tracked the movements of Eclipse Moon from space.

Right now, inside a shopping mall, thirteen members of Eclipse Moon were huddled in a warehouse eating food.

Next to the wide-open doors lay two fresh corpses, blood still steaming—but rapidly cooling.

They were a married couple. After the apocalypse, they’d taken over this warehouse and managed to survive until now.

They thought they’d make it—thought they’d live to see the end of the world.

They never imagined they’d die at the hands of foreigners.

A man wearing a gray newsboy cap and a tight-fitting gray vest was rummaging through a shelf, eventually picking out a can of beef. A satisfied smile crossed his face.

With just a flick of his right hand, a small burst of flame shot out, melting the frost clinging to the can.

“Pop!”

The heat pressurized the can, and with a squeeze, it burst open.

But the man in the newsboy cap didn’t eat it himself—he turned and handed it to the girl behind him, dressed in a thick red winter coat.

Then he tossed more cans to the others in the room.

A cold-eyed, lazy-looking samurai.

A street thug wielding a black metal baseball bat.

A stern, silent middle-aged man with slicked-back hair and glasses...

Each took their can and opened it in their own way.

A short-haired kid who looked like a high school student squatted down with a smile and started preparing a fire to cook.

While he worked, the bespectacled middle-aged man—Jinguji Seiichirou—looked toward the man in the newsboy cap and asked hoarsely,

“We’ve killed a lot of people here. The Jiangnan District’s strike force will be on us soon. Leader, what’s your plan? Fighting them head-on is dangerous for people like us.”

The man in the gray cap—Phoenixin Ren, the leader of Eclipse Moon—just smiled lazily.

But there was always something sinister about his grin.

He pointed confidently and flamboyantly at Jinguji.

“Let them come! If we don’t show them what the Eclipse Moon group is capable of, why would they ever cooperate with us?”

Jinguji folded his arms, clearly unimpressed.

“You’re always like this. Thrill-seeking. Even with Takeuchi on our side, walking a tightrope is never comfortable.”

Phoenixin strolled over to Takeuchi Mayumi, the group’s witch, and sat down on a cardboard box beside her.

“But right now, this is our best play, isn’t it?”

“Don’t worry. Jiangnan District can’t throw everything they’ve got at us. From what I’ve heard, they’ve got plenty of internal messes to deal with already.”

“All we need to do is give them a little painful lesson, make them realize we’re not to be trifled with—then we’ll have a seat at the negotiating table.”

He smiled again, forming a small gesture with his fingers—thumb and index forming a pinch:

“Just a little Neon Shock should do the trick.”

Jinguji adjusted his glasses, clearly helpless in the face of Phoenixin’s reckless spirit.

He turned his eyes to Takeuchi Mayumi, who was quietly eating her canned beef next to Phoenixin.

“Takeuchi, start today’s divination.”

But she didn’t respond.

Phoenixin smiled and patted her head.

“Mayumi, let’s begin.”

Takeuchi obediently nodded.

She put down her can, took off her gloves, and revealed a pair of extremely pale hands.

Then, she slowly inserted her right hand into her own temple.

The next moment, she pulled a scroll out of her skull.

Everyone’s eyes lit up at the sight.

Even the short-haired boy who had been cooking looked thrilled.

“Yes! Yes! My favorite part—Mayumi’s fortune telling!”

Takeuchi Mayumi unrolled the scroll across the floor.

Then, she pulled a red liquid from her coat.

Because of her body temperature, the liquid hadn’t frozen.

When she twisted off the cap, a faint metallic scent of blood drifted into the air.

Takeuchi’s right hand paused slightly in the air.

A strange energy began to gather in her palm—

And soon, it condensed into a long, thin brush.

It resembled a sharp bamboo stick, and on its tail, a tiny naked imp was clinging to the end, gnawing on the bamboo.

Takeuchi’s expression became solemn.

Her eyes clouded over, glowing with an ethereal light.

Then she dipped the brush into the red liquid—

And with lightning speed, began to write across the scroll.

Moments later, the long scroll was covered in crimson writing.

An eerie, ghostly glow shimmered from the blood-red characters.

Author's Note

This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺