Global Freeze: I built a doomsday safe house

The atmosphere in the valley gradually calmed down.

The night breeze swept away the stench of blood and the oppressive atmosphere, leaving behind only an indescribable sense of unease and hope.

Fortunately, the repression was excruciating.

As for Zhang Yi and his group, they felt hope and relief. They had completed their mission, and Zhang Yi had gained a great deal after arriving in the Dark Sun Forest.

With so many powerful sources, he made a fortune, and he was happy to do a favor and let Shunliuxing enjoy life a little longer.

After explaining the current situation to Jian Dan and Gao Changkong, Gu Man's eyes showed a hint of sympathy, but she quickly suppressed it.

Having survived five years of the apocalypse and overcome countless hardships alongside Gao Changkong, her will has become as firm as iron; she is no delicate queen.

The conversation ended, and Zhang Yi began the countdown to the end of the day.

He used a smart device to project a 24-hour countdown clock, which was displayed above everyone.

"Let's go. For the rest of the time, we will make sure you are not disturbed by anyone and can quietly enjoy your private time together."

Zhang Yi said lightly.

Fen Gu clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with resentment, but Shun Liuxing wiped away his tears and shook his head at him.

Accept her fate; she only wanted to enjoy the last days of her life. If Burning Bones continued to resist, they wouldn't even have their last day.

Fen Gu gritted his teeth and nodded helplessly in agreement.

On the way out of the Dark Sun Forest, the moonlight was cold and clear. The night seemed to have lost the aura of blood and war, but it was still shrouded in a strong sense of oppression.

Meteor and Bones walked side by side.

The girl's eyes regained their sight under the spell of the Night Witch, and now they were wide open, filled with wonder and longing.

Burning Bones kept his head down, his body shrouded in a black cloak, and he had never completely let go of the inferiority complex in his heart.

Zhang Yi and his group followed them from a distance.

He chatted with Gao Changkong and others.

"Is Indra dead?"

Zhang Yi got straight to the point as soon as he opened his mouth.

Gao Changkong raised an eyebrow, then sighed with some regret.

"It was so close! I had everything planned out, but that guy's abilities were just too difficult to kill."

Indra's supernatural ability index is not very high.

If he were to leave the kingdom of Bharata and lack the support of faith, his fighting prowess would only be considered second-rate in the human world.

However, he was remarkably resilient.

As a natural prophet, his ability allows him to see the path ahead, so he can always choose the safer one.

He is also one of the few opponents who survived a head-on confrontation with Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi knew very well that Gao Changkong would rebel sooner or later; he was just using Bharata as a stepping stone.

And one day, when he is powerful enough, he will surely go back to seek revenge on Zhu Zheng and the others.

That had become an obsession for him to live.

"Since Indra is not dead, you won't be able to stay in Bharata anymore. What are your plans?"

Gao Changkong stared at Zhang Yi and asked jokingly, "How about I go back to Huaxu Kingdom? What do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Zhang Yi's sharp gaze shooting over him.

"Return to Huaxu Kingdom? Are you serious?"

"Go back and kill Zhu Zheng?"

Gao Changkong lowered his eyelids, and his voice became somewhat cold.

Is he important to you?

"Of course—it's not important."

Zhang Yi replied without hesitation, "But why should I believe you? You're too slick and slippery. You'll stop at nothing to achieve your goals."

“If you return to Huaxu Kingdom, to the Jiangnan region, I won’t feel at ease having such a scheming person by my side.”

Gao Changkong remained silent.

He walked silently side by side with Zhang Yi, his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhang Yi didn't know which chord her words had touched, but she was too lazy to ask.

After a long while, Gao Changkong suddenly said to him, "Do you think I wanted to?"

His voice was filled with dissatisfaction and resistance.

Zhang Yi saw the intense, resentful look burning in his eyes.

"I was once a famous basketball star, I had millions of admirers, and I had a wonderful family!"

"But what if one day, like me, you witness your loved ones or friends being murdered right before your eyes, and you are powerless to do anything about it..."

"Zhang Yi, answer me, can you still forgive those who hurt you and your family and friends? Can you? Can you?"

Gao Changkong's voice grew increasingly agitated, as if he were questioning someone, or perhaps venting his frustration.

Five years have passed since the apocalypse!

He always appeared to be a cunning and ruthless tyrant, whether in the Jiangnan region or later when he fled to Bharata; he was always pretending!

In order not to reveal any flaws or show any vulnerability, he hid all his inner fragility.

Only when facing Zhang Yi, someone who knows him well and is stronger than him, can Gao Changkong reveal his true feelings.

Or perhaps he knew that Zhang Yi was the same kind of person as him.

Zhang Yi said calmly, "Of course not. I'll be even more ruthless than you."

But Zhang Yi shrugged: "On the other hand, I have no interest in empathizing with anyone. I won't change my stance just because I sympathize with anyone."

"Because I only care about myself and the people around me."

"People's perspectives are always determined by their own circumstances, aren't they?"

Gao Changkong gradually regained his composure.

He looked up at the sky and said, "That's right! People only need to think about themselves; who cares about others?"

"So, I will continue to do things my own way."

Gao Changkong smiled and looked at Zhang Yi: "Those old bastards in the Jiangnan region, everyone involved in the death of my parents, I will kill them all one day!"

"Do as you please, what does it have to do with me?"

Zhang Yi said dismissively, "But without my approval, would you dare to trespass on my territory?"

His gaze suddenly turned sharp. "You'll then know just how strong the territorial instincts of the King of Beasts are!"

Gao Changkong took a deep breath; he certainly didn't have the resources to challenge Zhang Yi right now.

"Alright, let's wait and see! But Zhang Yi, I never want to be your enemy."

"Let's talk about it then."

Zhang Yi laughed dismissively.

As they reached the edge of the Dark Sun Forest, the shadows in the forest gradually thinned. Zhang Yi suddenly stopped, his brow furrowing.

A strange aura emanated from the air, a fluctuation caused by the extreme spread of mental pollution.

Following the scent, they found a dying figure on the shore of a dried-up lake.

"That's... General Gucheng!"

Morgan exclaimed.