Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies
Chapter 677: Tragic and Fierce

Chapter 677: Tragic and Fierce

Over at the workbench, as soon as Zhu Zheng’s order came through, someone immediately began unlocking the launch bay for the Death Reaper of Love.

Everyone in the command center was on edge, hearts pounding.

Although they had anticipated this day might come…

It was still the first time in the country’s history that such a weapon had been deployed.

This officially marked the decline of pre-apocalyptic thermal weapons' influence on the world.

In their place was the dominance of top-tier superhumans!

And the term “Moon of Corrosion” cast a heavy shadow over everyone’s hearts.

…

Phoenixin Ren emerged from the dense fog, completely naked.

He looked a little weak.

Although he could resurrect repeatedly, each resurrection came at a great cost.

Undying wasn’t truly undying—no one knew the limits of his power.

There was no trace of Deng Shentong’s body on the ground. That high-energy bomb had blown his corpse to pieces, leaving behind a massive crater.

To make sure the superhuman essence of a captain-level figure was destroyed completely, the bomb’s yield was terrifying.

Incidentally, it also served as a method of mutual destruction.

“In the end, I still won, you b*stard!”

His victory had come too hard-fought. If he hadn’t known Deng Shentong’s ability in advance and prepared accordingly, he might’ve really died at Deng’s hands.

“Blizzard City’s investigation captains really are all monsters!”

Phoenixin took a deep breath, his body emitting waves of burning red flames that shielded him from the extreme cold.

Off in the distance, Takeuchi Mayumi, who had been kneeling and performing a divination, suddenly clutched her mouth and began coughing violently.

“Miss Takeuchi!”

Nishijumu Satoru hurried to support her.

Streams of crimson blood seeped between her fingers. Takeuchi Mayumi’s face grew even paler.

At this point, even her skin had started turning translucent—like a patient who’d lost too much blood.

One entire arm had gone purplish and swollen, rendered useless due to constant bleeding and the invasion of cold poison.

Blood kept pouring from Takeuchi Mayumi’s mouth.

Nishijumu Satoru suddenly thought of something. “You must’ve overdrafted your blood to help the captain fight, right?”

Takeuchi Mayumi struggled to loosen her grip and said to Nishijumu Satoru, “Quick, tell everyone—we have to leave here now! Something extremely dangerous is coming!”

Seeing the urgency in her expression, Nishijumu Satoru immediately understood. He closed his eyes and began contacting all surviving Moon of Corrosion members.

He told them to regroup and get out immediately.

Phoenixin Ren was the first to arrive.

He quickly found some clothes in the rubble and put them on. They didn’t provide much warmth but at least covered his naked body.

After hearing Nishijumu Satoru’s report, he didn’t hesitate. “Looks like the enemy’s about to carpet-bomb this place with a powerful weapon! Evacuate now!”

Upon receiving Nishijumu Satoru’s signal, the Moon of Corrosion members began returning.

Once everyone regrouped, they realized they had lost five people in this battle—a tragic and brutal loss.

No one had expected such an outcome.

Because in the past, as long as they followed Takeuchi Mayumi’s prophecies, no one had ever died.

But this time, they had lost nearly half the team.

Everyone was full of doubt, but Takeuchi Mayumi had already passed out—they couldn’t ask her anything.

All they could do was follow her prophecy and leave this cursed place.

Nishijumu Satoru found a vehicle. The entire team got in and immediately departed Jiangning Plaza without delay.

As they left, they heard the thrum of VTOL aircraft wings beating in the distance.

Phoenixin Ren couldn’t help but look up at the sky.

He had a hunch that he’d cross paths with those people again very soon.

“That was a tragic battle! So many people died. We can’t keep fighting like this. Captain, what do we do now? Do we keep moving forward?”

Shinguuji Seiichiro looked at Phoenixin Ren and asked.

Phoenixin Ren rested an arm on the window, his gaze falling on Takeuchi Mayumi.

She had burned through too much of her strength in this battle—even her arm was ruined.

They had to find a healing-type superhuman to treat her injuries.

Takeuchi Mayumi was the core of Moon of Corrosion. She could not be lost.

“No, we need to take a break too.”

“But this time, the victory is ours!”

Though he looked a bit haggard, Phoenixin Ren’s eyes still burned with fanatic light.

“Blizzard City took enough of a hit this time. They have no forces left to throw at us.”

“And next time, I’m going to give them an even bigger surprise!”

Shinguuji Seiichiro couldn’t help glancing at him, his expression as disdainful as ever.

“Oh? And what do you plan to do now? We don’t have any reinforcements.”

“We will.”

He smiled mysteriously, his laughter echoing across the snowy plains, growing louder as the wind carried it away.

…

The armed VTOL aircraft rumbled as it took off, its rotors whipping up a flurry of snow.

Zhang Yi noticed they were pulling out and furrowed his brow.

Something was off.

Everyone had just seen that explosion—it had even made the distant VTOLs shake.

And now they were retreating.

This didn’t feel like the aftermath of a victory.

Could it be—Deng Shentong lost?

Zhang Yi felt a chill crawl over his scalp. He couldn’t imagine Jiangnan District losing to Moon of Corrosion twice.

Especially not when they’d dispatched their ace unit this time.

He could already picture the fury and madness that would seize Zhu Zheng.

But what about Deng Shentong?

Was he dead?

Zhang Yi frowned. These were only his guesses, but everything happening before him filled him with unease.

A man like Deng Shentong—if he really died that easily, it just didn’t feel real.

Zhang Yi glanced at the medics inside the VTOL, then gave up on asking them.

They were just low-level personnel. They probably didn’t know what was going on at HQ.

The others sensed the strange atmosphere too.

If they had won, there’d be no need for such a hasty retreat.

But losing? That was something none of them dared consider.

No one could bear that kind of cost.

Seeing Zhang Yi’s troubled expression, Liang Yue leaned in and whispered, “What’s wrong?”

Zhang Yi shook his head. “Nothing. Let’s just quietly wait to return to the city.”

With things unclear, it was best not to speculate or talk.

Seeing this, Liang Yue said no more.

She cradled the mini-sized Hua Hua on her lap, gently stroking it.

But Hua Hua didn’t seem to like her much. After squirming under her hand a few times, it lifted its tail, jumped to the ground, and climbed up Zhang Yi’s pant leg.

Cats are creatures that love warmth, so it preferred a man’s body heat.

Once on Zhang Yi’s lap, it found a comfy spot, kneaded his pants a bit, then curled up and dozed off again.

Author's Note