Ice Age Apocalypse: I've Stockpiled Billions of Resources

"Lin Luo, please don't hang up. We can discuss this properly."

Li Hongwei shouted immediately.

"What is there for us to talk about?"

Lin Luo said calmly.

"Of course there is. That old man Gao turned off your electricity, don't you hate him? How about this, I'll kill old man Gao and make you feel good, and then you can give me some reward."

"What do you want in return?"

"Ten pounds of rice, one pound of pork ribs, five pounds of vegetables, a stove, and thirty pounds of smokeless coal."

Li Hongwei thought Lin Luo was interested, so he quickly made an outrageous demand.

"You're ugly, but you have such beautiful dreams. Grandpa Gao is dead, so what? It has nothing to do with me."

Lin Luo refused outright.

“We can discuss the terms. As long as you feel it’s acceptable, I will listen to you. For example, if you want Grandpa Gao to suffer any kind of pain before he dies, I can do it. You should know some of the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty. If you provide all the necessary items, I can arrange them all.”

Li Hongwei quickly stated his "bottom line".

"Li Hongwei, you're really something. Grandpa Gao became like this all because of you and your daughter. Now that Grandpa Gao is dying, you're turning your back on him."

Lin Luo felt nauseous.

The Tang brothers robbed Zhang Liping, and Wang Tianquan robbed Tian Xiaoyu; both of these incidents demonstrate the evil in human nature.

This kind of human evil manifests as violence, using others to prolong one's own life, much like a jungle law where the strong prey on the weak.

So, Li Hongwei obtaining supplies from Lin Luo through Grandpa Gao was a very despicable tactic.

Li Hongwei, however, had a different understanding and quickly said, "It's one thing for this old man Gao to provoke others, but who told him to provoke you, Brother Lin? We should torment him a bit to make you happy."

“I don’t have that kind of perverse taste. What you want to do to torture Grandpa Gao has nothing to do with me.”

Lin Luo hung up the phone immediately, not wanting to continue talking to Li Hongwei, this "beast".

"Brother Lin, don't hang up. It's okay if you don't want to give so many supplies, a box of instant noodles will do."

Taking advantage of the moment Lin Luo hung up the phone, Li Hongwei quickly stated his demands.

"That damn Lin Luo!"

Li Hongwei dialed Lin Luo's number again, but the call could not be connected.

"Son, what did this Lin guy say? Is he willing to provide supplies?"

Aunt Wang quickly asked from the side.

"The call has ended."

Li Hongwei said with a very unpleasant expression.

"Then what should we do? If we run out of supplies at home, even the two of us won't be able to last two days."

Aunt Wang said.

"You ask me, who am I asking?"

Li Hongwei said irritably.

"This awful weather is unbearable, and Lin Luo deserves to die too. He's hoarded so many supplies but won't give us any. Doesn't he fear he'll die from overeating?"

Aunt Wang said bitterly.

"Complaining now is useless; we should focus on finding food."

Li Hongwei fell into deep thought.

He thought about robbing other people's food, but he was all alone.

Before Li Hongwei went to jail to eat cornbread, not to mention brothers like Tang Dalong, he could easily gather several desperate criminals around him, or even three or four petty thugs.

Having experienced Lin Luo's situation, Li Hongwei deeply doubted himself.

He used to think that he was invincible in everything he did because he had a nickname, "Reckless Man".

It wasn't until Lin Luo pulled out a machete and stood at the door that Li Hongwei was so frightened he urinated.

Later, Li Hongwei began to doubt himself and no longer felt invincible.

"Xiao Wang! I'm so hungry."

Grandpa Gao cried out as he lay dying.

"You old codger, you're half-dead, lying there all day long, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, what's the difference between you and a manure-making machine?"

Aunt Wang kept complaining, but showed no intention of taking any action.

When Grandpa Gao was first lying down, Grandma Wang took good care of him out of consideration for their past relationship.

As time went by, Aunt Wang became increasingly impatient.

Yesterday, before the Ice Age was over, Grandma Wang cut off Grandpa Gao's food supply.

According to Grandma Wang, she was starving to death and was being fed by a manure-making machine.

Grandpa Gao, this "sewage-producing machine," has lost the ability to take care of himself and needs someone to take care of his bodily functions.

The excrement had a strong, pungent odor; it was utterly disgusting.

The stench lingered in the room for a long time.

Because it's so cold outside, we absolutely cannot open the windows at home.

“Hongwei, Lin Luo doesn’t want Grandpa Gao, so let’s get rid of him. It’s not good for us to keep him,” said Aunt Wang.

“Yes, I can’t stand the stench from his urine and feces every day anymore,” Li Hongwei nodded and said.

"We'll open the window and throw this old man out of there."

"This method is very good. Throwing it outside the door or sending it home are both bad. Throwing it off the building is the best. It will either be crushed to death or freeze to death. Now that it's an ice age, no one will care about this kind of thing."

"Get rid of him quickly. I get annoyed just looking at this old guy. Let's carry him to the room furthest to the side, close the door, and then throw him out. That way, it won't affect our indoor temperature much."

Aunt Wang suggested.

"I agree."

Li Hongwei had no choice but to temporarily abandon thinking about food and decide to deal with Grandpa Gao, the manure-making machine, first.

“Son, I’ll lift my head, you lift my legs, and we’ll carry Grandpa Gao to the small room next door.”

"Ok."

The two men carried Grandpa Gao to the small room next door as they talked.

"What are you going to do?"

Grandpa Gao immediately panicked.

He has only lost the ability to move; his mind is still clear.

"Uncle Gao, we're just changing your room, you don't need to be nervous," Aunt Wang comforted him.

"I don't want to. I'm fine here. I'm not going anywhere."

Grandpa Gao struggled violently.

His struggles were so intense that they exposed the fat on his stomach.

Grandpa Gao usually eats very well; he is 1.7 meters tall and weighs 180 kilograms.

He fell and lay on the sofa these past few days, but his weight hasn't decreased.

Grandpa Gao eats more in a day than Li Hongwei, a young man, which is why the two of them finish Grandpa Gao's food as quickly as possible.

"You'd better just let us carry you to the small room next door. It'll be better for everyone. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Aunt Wang threatened through gritted teeth.

"I'm not going!"

Grandpa Gao realized something was wrong and struggled even more fiercely.

He had a premonition that once he entered the small room next door, he might never come out again.

"You have to go in today, whether you like it or not."

Grandma Wang pinched Grandpa Gao's flesh hard a few times, trying to make him submit.

"I'm not going!"

Grandpa Gao struggled even more fiercely.

"Hongwei, hurry up and help me, teach this old bastard a lesson!"

Aunt Wang said angrily.

"Mom, put Grandpa Gao down first. If Grandpa Gao doesn't want to go to the next room, then he doesn't have to go."

Li Hongwei had another idea in mind and put Grandpa Gao's feet down again.

"You brat, do you know what you're saying?"

Aunt Wang was furious.