The city of Tianhai was eerily silent.
The snow, pure white and endless, covered everything. From high above, only the shadows of tall buildings could be seen, with the rest buried beneath the thick white snow.
Zhang Yi rode his snowmobile, speeding across the snowy terrain.
It had been nearly a month since he isolated himself at home, and this was his first time riding like this.
The wind rushed past his ears, and the feeling was exhilarating!
Zhang Yi couldn't help but howl a few times.
The sound of the snowmobile was particularly noticeable.
As he rode, he saw people's shadows flickering behind the glass of some high-rise buildings.
Even in the apocalypse, humanity's resilient nature meant that some would survive.
It was like locusts.
The extreme cold was like pesticide, but after the disaster, those who survived would slowly adapt.
Zhang Yi touched the gun in his pocket and felt a sense of security.
Anyone alive in this city could potentially be a threat.
In the apocalypse, never trust humanity.
Zhang Yi's first destination wasn't a nearby supermarket.
He rode directly toward the Tianhai City Police Station!
Because there, they must have stored weapons.
Zhang Yi remembered one thing—"All fear comes from insufficient firepower."
So weapons, especially firearms, were absolutely essential!
After riding for more than half an hour, Zhang Yi arrived at the police station.
By then, most of the building had been submerged.
The six-story structure was buried, with the bottom three floors completely out of sight.
Fortunately, the police station was a standalone building, and its floors were taller than residential buildings.
If he had come a few days later, nothing would have been left.
Zhang Yi parked the snowmobile in front of a fourth-floor window.
He got off, took out the key, and grabbed a crowbar to break in!
"Clang!"
The tempered glass shattered into pieces.
Zhang Yi pulled out his gun and entered the building.
Inside, it was pitch black, but this was no problem for Zhang Yi. He quickly took out a miner's lamp from his space.
This was a lamp used by miners, small but with a high brightness.
When he turned on the lamp, it illuminated the area like a small sun.
Zhang Yi didn't know the internal layout of the police station, so he had to search room by room.
When he reached the second floor, which was covered in ice and snow, and forced open a locked room, what he saw inside moved him slightly.
In the corner of the room, seven or eight police officers were huddled together.
They were wrapped in thin blankets, their bodies now whiter than the snow outside.
Zhang Yi took a deep breath, feeling a tinge of sadness.
These were the officers who had been on night duty. When the blizzard hit, they hadn't even had winter clothing to protect them.
From the looks of it, they had died from the cold.
Zhang Yi wanted to give them a proper burial.
But after thinking for a moment, he decided that in this frozen wasteland, being buried in the place where they had devoted years of their lives might also be a form of closure.
He bowed his head and paid his respects, silently mourning for those who had protected the city.
Then, he carefully stepped around their bodies and continued his search.
There were many miscellaneous items in the police station, so the search was slow and time-consuming.
When Zhang Yi grew tired, he took out a piece of pure cocoa chocolate from his space and ate it to replenish his energy before continuing.
Almost two hours later, Zhang Yi finally found the armory, but the door was locked.
He spent quite a while trying to break it open, but then he slapped his forehead, remembering that the key must be in the duty room.
Luckily, he knew exactly where to look.
After retrieving the key, he opened the door to the armory.
What he saw inside left him wide-eyed.
The armory was filled with firearms—handguns and rifles, dozens in total.
He even found a sniper rifle!
Although this was the first time he had seen such weapons, and he didn't know their names, he wasn't going to waste time.
He collected everything and planned to study it all later.
Especially the sniper rifle—it was a top-tier weapon!
In the future, using it to take down enemies from a distance would be immensely satisfying!
Well... even if his aim wasn't perfect, at least it would be great for scaring people.
Zhang Yi thought he had quite the talent for shooting and considered himself a semi-professional, especially with handguns.
After his rebirth, perhaps due to his stronger mindset, his shooting was even more decisive.
When he had fought against the Tianhe Gang earlier, he hadn't missed a single shot.
"I'm a shooting genius!"
Zhang Yi grinned proudly, though it seemed to be more self-mockery.
He then found over a thousand rounds of ammunition in the armory.
There were also some old guns that had been seized, which had been stored for who knows how long. He wasn't sure if they would even fire, but he didn't care and took them anyway.
He wasn't picky—he collected everything.
This trip had been a complete success!
In addition to the firearms and ammunition, Zhang Yi also found several bulletproof vests and a complete set of anti-riot gear.
There were riot helmets, shields, and batons.
"These things will be enough to form a formidable team later!" Zhang Yi said, elated.
He packed up all the gear.
Just finding all of this made this trip worth it!
At the police station, Zhang Yi had a big haul.
It also confirmed something for him—there were still plenty of supplies outside!
After all, the snowstorm on the night of December 12th had buried everything, and by the time people woke up the next day, the snow in front of their doors was more than a meter deep. The temperature had dropped to dozens of degrees below zero.
So, most people hadn't realized the apocalypse had arrived and hadn't started hoarding supplies yet.
By the time they figured out what was happening, it was too late to go outside.
Having found what he was looking for, Zhang Yi left the police station.
The snowmobile was already covered with a thick layer of snow.
Zhang Yi realized he had been out for most of the day.
"It's time to get some food for them," he muttered, thinking of his troublesome neighbors.
He circled around and found a supermarket that hadn't been completely buried.
He broke in through the window.
However, when he entered, he found that the shelves were almost entirely empty—everything had been taken, leaving the place as bare as if it had just been stocked.
There were some frozen wilted leaves on the ground.
Zhang Yi stroked his chin and said, "This is a convenience store close to the residential area. It's no surprise that everything was looted."
"However, the large malls in the city center and outskirts should be untouched."
Many newly built large malls are generally far from residential areas because the cost of land is too high.
As someone who worked in warehousing, Zhang Yi knew exactly where the large malls in Tianhai City were, and he was confident they hadn't been looted yet.
He climbed onto his snowmobile and headed toward the Economic Development Zone.
Two years ago, a Wanda Mall had been built there, and the nearest residential building was three kilometers away, so the chances of it being looted were much lower.