Ice apocalypse, I hoard tens of billions of supplies

Brian possesses exceptional physical attributes, including an incredibly strong physique and a powerful ability to control gravity.

If it weren't for its love of food and laziness, and its passion for reproduction, like most Labradors, its strength would be truly astonishing.

Brian scratched his head: "Then what's the point of living?"

Zhang Yi, Yang Xinxin, and the others in the shadows: "..."

Fatty Xu sighed: "Brother Gou, be careful. Science shows that three times a week is the optimal pace."

Brian proudly patted his chest: "It's okay, I'm in good physical condition!"

Zhang Yi looked around. "We've made such a commotion; it's bound to attract the attention of certain entities."

"However, perhaps we were already detected when we first entered the Dark Sun Forest."

"Just keep going."

Zhang Yi showed no sign of worry, as if he was very confident about the upcoming trip.

Lu Keran and Professor Da Vinci are still diligently studying the substances obtained from the Dark Sun Forest.

The two had no doubts about Zhang Yi's confidence, because if it came to stability in the world, Zhang Yi was second to none.

However, Li Yangyang had only spent a short time with Zhang Yi, so she asked Fatty Xu, somewhat puzzled:

"Should we just keep going like this? I have a feeling it's getting more and more dangerous inside."

Fatty Xu was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Oh yeah, you're right!"

Li Yangyang was speechless: "You didn't even consider this issue?"

Fatty Xu chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head: "Normally, I don't have any opportunities to use my brain."

He was too embarrassed to say it, but he felt it was better not to use his brain at all than to use it.

Li Yangyang felt that Zhang Yi had become even more mysterious.

She sighed softly, a hint of sorrow appearing on her beautiful face.

Upon seeing this, Fatty Xu immediately grabbed her soft little hand with heartache and looked up at her beautiful face.

"What's wrong, Yangyang? Is something on your mind?"

Li Yangyang shook her head gently and sighed, "I just feel that I have indeed been a bit of a drag on you guys."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Xu immediately said seriously, "Don't worry, once things are over here, I'll definitely go talk to Prisoner Lao and try to get you a sacrificial spirit!"

However, to discuss this matter, we'd probably have to be on our knees.

A glint of surprise flashed in Li Yangyang's eyes, but she quickly shook her head gently and understandingly, saying, "Although I also hope to achieve evolution at the life level, everything is being arranged by Zhang Yi. There's no need to disrupt his plans for my sake."

……

Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin continued on their way. Brian's dog nose sucked in the air with all its might, then roared, "Boundless Heaven and Earth, Tracking for Ten Thousand Miles!"

Soon, it pointed to the left front: "There, follow in my footsteps!"

Zhang Yi carried the Eternal Judgment Sword on his shoulder; having the sword in his hand gave him a sense of security.

The group continued their journey, but before long, a sudden change occurred.

At that moment, a long, drawn-out dragon roar echoed from the sky.

A massive black figure pierced through the thick fog, swooping down with a powerful gust of air—it was Dao Lan, the Lunarian warrior who had transformed into a black dragon.

"Lord Chaos!"

Dao Lan retracted her dragon wings and landed not far from Zhang Yi, lowering her dragon head and speaking with a hint of urgency in her voice.

"I've finally found you! The mental pollution in this forest is getting stronger and stronger. I can temporarily resist it with the help of psychiatric drugs, but it won't last much longer. We must find the Night Witch as soon as possible, otherwise..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear: if he continued to delve deeper, everyone could be completely corrupted by Samael's will and turned into a mad monster.

Zhang Yi nodded: "We're heading towards the center. Let's go, time waits for no one."

The group continued on their way, and with Dao Lan, a "local dragon" familiar with the terrain, leading the way, their speed increased considerably.

The closer you get to the heart of the forest, the more eerie the surrounding scenery becomes.

The trees completely lost their plant form, turning into twisted, black crystals that resembled a human figure struggling in agony.

Thick, black, greasy substance seeped from the ground, and the low-lying smoke in the air almost solidified.

Just as they were passing through an area filled with these black crystal clusters, a cacophony of voices and energy fluctuations suddenly came from ahead.

"Oh? It seems there are other guests."

Zhang Yi's eyes flickered slightly, signaling everyone to be on guard.

After passing a huge cluster of crystals, the sight before them stunned everyone.

A group of about twenty people were seen resting against several huge black rocks. They were dressed in different clothes, but most of them had obvious Colombian Marine Corps insignia. However, they all looked disheveled.

The man at the head was none other than the great capitalist, Benjamin Morgan, the president of the Natural Science Association.

Benjamin, who was dressed in a suit and tie, had long since lost his former air of sophistication. He had put on a multi-functional combat suit that looked powerful, but it was covered with scratches and stains.

He was still habitually fiddling with an ancient gold coin in his hand. When he saw Zhang Yi and his group, especially when he saw Zhang Yi himself, he was clearly stunned for a moment, followed by a huge surprise!

Morgan put on a warm smile, but deep within that smile lay an undisguised weariness and wariness.

"Finally found you! Damn, this place is too dangerous."

Benjamin strode forward, spreading his arms in an exaggerated welcoming gesture, though he wisely stopped halfway through.

"To meet you in this godforsaken place is truly heartwarming! God, this place is even worse than a Wall Street boardroom!"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly. He wasn't surprised by Benjamin's ability to always engage in mutual flattery and complaints, no matter the time or place, since he also watched Western business dramas.

“Mr. Morgan, it seems you’re in luck; you’re still alive and kicking.”

"Luck? No, no, no, my friend, this is strength, the power of capital!"

Benjamin patted his combat uniform and shook the gold coins in his hand.

"See that? This state-of-the-art [Mental Barrier Generator] cost me a whopping three tons of gold worth of resources!"

"And this, the [Lucky Coin] meme weapon, can slightly deflect bad luck! Oh, of course, compared to your great power, Mr. Chaos, these are just small tricks."

He offered a timely compliment.

Brian snorted dismissively and muttered in a voice only his own people could hear: "Woof! The power of capital? Judging by your appearance, you were probably chased by those mental polluters in the Dark Sun Forest until your pants almost fell down."

Benjamin pretended not to hear Brian's complaints.

His gaze swept over Yang Xinxin, Brian, and Dao Lan behind Zhang Yi, and he asked with a hint of inquiry:

"Mr. Chaos, why are there only a few of you? Where are Mr. Odin, King Arthur, and the others? Could it be... that everyone has gotten separated?"