Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

His tying skills improved a lot today.

Zhang Yi, who had just taken control of the entire Yunque Manor 101, began to study the internal structure of this super shelter.

Zhang Yi opened several doors that he had not been allowed to open before.

Zhang Yi came to the warehouse on the underground floor. He really wanted to know how many supplies were left in the shelter.

I arrived at the door of the warehouse and used the authorization key, which was a black metal magnetic card, to open the warehouse.

"Rumble--"

The heavy metal door opened from the middle, revealing a round door. White cold air filled out, making Zhang Yi shiver.

The first thing Zhang Yi saw was the mess on the ground.

Many cans were thrown to the ground, with their contents spilled all over the floor, but they did not rot despite the low temperature.

Zhang Yi walked in slowly, wearing snow boots.

He saw that it was a warehouse of about 200 square meters, and there were not many supplies left inside.

Especially food, it seems that for the convenience of storage, most of it is canned.

"No wonder the food is scattered all over the floor. It looks like that prince vomited after eating too much canned food."

Zhang Yi shook his head helplessly.

The warehouse mainly contains food. Judging from the remaining quantity, it can last at least half a year if one person eats it.

But Young Master Wang had been a wealthy man all his life, and he ate all kinds of delicacies from land and sea. These canned foods that he had stored on a whim ten years ago were not to his taste at all.

What's more, he also had to share some of it with Lin Geng and Kunlai at home.

"There's a real gap between the consumption concepts of wealthy people and ordinary people. If it were me, this entire warehouse would be filled with canned goods and compressed food, enough to feed one person for decades!"

Zhang Yi couldn't help but sigh.

When Zhanlong Security Company designed this shelter, it took the issue of doomsday survival into consideration.

But they ignored the eating habits of this young master Wang.

According to Xu Hao, most of the cans here were cleared away by Wang Siming because they were in the way.

Zhang Yi walked over, took out a can and opened it with a claw knife.

There was a large can of luncheon meat inside. If this thing was thrown into the Yuelu community, it would probably cause a lot of people to fight to the death.

"But I won't eat this either, so I'll just leave it here for now! Maybe I'll need it later."

Zhang Yi was not very interested in these foods.

His alien space is filled with fresh ingredients and delicious dishes prepared by chefs.

In addition to the warehouse, Zhang Yi also looked at some other places.

There are more than a dozen rooms inside the shelter, all tightly closed with heavy metal doors that can only be opened with magnetic card keys.

The highest authority lies in Zhang Yi's hands.

In other words, these rooms can be turned into sturdy cages at any time.

If Zhang Yi doesn't open the door, the person inside will not be able to open the electromagnetic lock unless he has a strength of several thousand kilograms.

The more Zhang Yi looked at it, the more satisfied he felt.

However, when he went to check the energy system, he discovered the problem with the shelter.

This super shelter, which covers an area of ​​several thousand square meters and has four floors, has extremely terrifying energy consumption!

The energy consumed for electricity and heating alone is fifty times that of Zhang Yi's safe house!

In other words, with the energy reserves Zhang Yi currently has, he can only keep this place running for five years at most.

“It’s a problem, but it’s not a big problem.”

Zhang Yi touched his chin and thought of a solution: "There are plenty of large gas stations out there. I can go out and clear out a few of them and solve this problem."

After checking all the problems in the shelter, Zhang Yi finally felt relieved.

Compared to his own small house which cost only 800 million Chinese yuan, the defense and comfort here have been improved by more than one level!

Even the furniture in the house, at the very least, was bought from the world's top furniture dealers.

Zhang Yi returned to the living room on the first floor. He added another half a year's worth of energy to the entire shelter, and now the temperature in the house has risen to 27°.

Warm and comfortable.

"I'm going to live here from now on. But if I could have a few more obedient and sensible women to play poker with me, my life would be perfect."

"To make a deck of cards, you need at least four women!"

"They play cards, and I watch them play from under the table. Hey, it's amazing!"

Zhang Yi lay on the sofa, squinting his eyes happily, imagining a beautiful life in the future.