Wang Min immediately said, "I can assure everyone that these videos were just recently recorded."
"Zhang Yi's house has been stocked with all kinds of supplies for a long time, whether it's food or fuel. So now he's living a life of paradise!"
Lin Cai'ning also spoke up, "Yes, I can confirm! I was the one who helped him when he went to the supermarket to buy things."
"And later, his family bought so many supplies. Have you all forgotten?"
Lin Cai'ning's words triggered many people's memories.
"Yeah, back then, Zhang Yi's house always had big trucks coming and going. I didn't know what he was up to."
"Could he have known about the snow disaster in advance? That would be too despicable! And he didn't even tell the rest of us."
"Zhang Yi is simply inhumane! How could he do something so immoral?"
"We've been neighbors for so many years, living together, and he's so selfish!"
Everyone was furious, blaming Zhang Yi for the hardships they were facing now.
But they didn't stop to consider, even if Zhang Yi had told them the apocalypse was coming, would they have believed him?
Of course, they didn't think about that. They just believed Zhang Yi owed them.
Someone immediately said, "Zhang Yi must take responsibility for this!"
"Yes, why are we suffering so much while he's living comfortably?"
"He has so much food, medicine, and energy. He must share it with all of us."
"We're all struggling; he should bear most of the responsibility!"
The neighbors were all red with anger.
They couldn't tolerate the situation.
If everyone was suffering equally, it might have been tolerable.
But why should we live like this while you enjoy luxury?
No way. If we're going to die, we all die together!
Chen Zhenghao and others also saw the videos in the group chat.
Chen Zhenghao's eyes turned red instantly.
"Zhang Yi, you bastard! You're living so comfortably!"
Chen Zhenghao had lost the use of one leg, all thanks to Zhang Yi.
Among the entire building, the person he hated most was Zhang Yi.
The only reason he hadn't continued to attack Zhang Yi was that Zhang Yi's home was hard to break into. He had suffered losses before, and unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn't make a move against Zhang Yi. Also, he had no idea Zhang Yi had so many resources!
If he had known, he would have attacked Zhang Yi's house even at the risk of his life.
In the group chat, the messages quickly surpassed a hundred.
Many people began to @Zhang Yi, demanding an explanation from him.
"@Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi, everyone is suffering so much now, we're almost freezing and starving to death. You have so much food and fuel to keep your fireplace burning. Share some with us!"
"Yes, everyone will remember your kindness. I hope you won't be ungrateful."
"Zhang Yi, we've been neighbors for years. You can't just watch us die!"
"Zhang Yi, I'm Aunt Wang from the 20th floor. I even lent you two green onions before. With our good relationship, you should give us some supplies!"
"Brother Zhang, it's me, Liu Wenqiang, your brother. We're like real brothers! How about letting me stay at your place? Things are getting so dangerous, I could protect you."
...
Moral coercion, begging, reasoning...
All kinds of people chimed in, but they all had one goal: to make Zhang Yi share his household supplies with them.
The messages kept popping up, and Zhang Yi naturally saw them.
Everyone in the group was demanding he share his resources, but Zhang Yi just watched coldly, not in a rush to respond.
He wanted to see just how amusing these people's faces would get.
Aunt Lin: "Zhang Yi, I'm the head of our neighborhood committee! (She promoted herself, how funny!) And I'm also the elder of our building. I make the decisions here. Hand over the supplies, and I'll distribute them to everyone!"
Shirley, the mom: "Zhang Yi, my baby and I are about to starve. Didn't you praise my baby before? Please save us! I can let my child recognize you as his godfather. Or... whatever other requests you have, I can agree to them."
Rich kid Xu Hao: "Zhang Yi, as long as you let me stay at your place, I'll give you all of my assets! No, my dad is dead now, and our family has over a billion in assets, all of it can be yours!"
Zhang Yi watched the spectacle for a while before slowly typing a single word in reply.
"Oh?"
That one word immediately made everyone even more excited.
The ones using moral blackmail continued their efforts, and those begging for mercy kept begging.
After a while, Zhang Yi calmly asked, "Are we even that close? Why should I share my things with you?"
At this point, everyone was on the edge of despair.
Reasoning with them was meaningless now.
As long as they had a chance to survive, they would abandon any sense of morality.
Zhang Yi knew this too. He didn't plan to reason with these people.
He was simply playing with them—like monkeys!
His gaze turned a bit wicked. The sight of these frantic neighbors reminded him of a scene from his previous life.
Once, out of the goodness of his heart, he had opened his door.
Then these very neighbors stormed in, hit him with an axe.
And before he was even dead, they couldn't wait to chop him up and eat him!
Now, he wanted revenge!
So he was going to enjoy toying with these pathetic yet hateful worms!
Someone in the group finally snapped.
"Zhang Yi, are you even speaking like a human being? We've been neighbors for so many years. Isn't helping each other the right thing to do?"
"What's the point of you surviving alone? Young man, don't just think about lying around comfortably. You need to know how to contribute!"
"If you hadn't hidden the news and hoarded supplies, how could we have ended up like this?"
"Yeah, we're in such a miserable state because of you! You must atone for your sins!"
...
Zhang Yi: "Oh."
"And then?"
More pleas, threats, and curses flooded the chat.
They were like passengers from a shipwreck, thrown into the freezing waters of the North Atlantic, with sharks circling nearby.
But then, they spotted a small fishing boat nearby.
The fisherman on board was eating hotpot, singing leisurely as he rowed by.
So they desperately swam toward him, hoping he would pull them onto the boat.
The closer they got to despair and hope, the more fragile their mindset became, and the more twisted their expressions grew.
Zhang Yi watched their distorted faces, smiling as he took out a bottle of top-tier Australian Yellow Tail wine and a portion of premium French foie gras from his temperature-controlled cabinet.
Red wine paired with foie gras was a perfect match.
The bitterness of the foie gras and the tannins in the red wine complemented each other, improving the taste.
This combination made even those unfamiliar with red wine appreciate its flavor.
Zhang Yi sipped his wine and ate foie gras as he watched the neighbors' performance.
Some people even sent him private messages, and a few tried calling him.
Zhang Yi opened them all with interest.
Shirley: "Zhang Yi, please save me and my baby! Let us move in with you, and you can do whatever you want with me."
College student Zhang Siyu: "Zhang Yi, I'm still young. I don't want to die. Take me! All I need is a bite of food."
Several other female residents sent him private messages as well, many of them married.
They understood the current situation well and knew that money couldn't sway Zhang Yi.
So, without hesitation, they all offered their bodies in exchange for his protection or at least a bit of food.