Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies-Chapter 529: Exposing Everything

Chapter 529 – Exposing Everything

Everyone listened to Zhang Yi’s words. Although they weren’t fully convinced, they were still willing to hear him out.

After all, it was Zheng Yixian who had been injured, not them.

Besides, the information Zhang Yi revealed was too shocking to ignore. They were all curious to know what was really going on.

Baili Changqing and the rest of the investigation team stared at Zhang Yi with serious expressions.

The cause of the zombie horde in Tianhai City was still a mystery. Even their captain, Bian Junwu, had died without uncovering the truth.

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They didn’t want to leave with regrets.

If they could find out the real reason behind the outbreak before returning to report, it would not only honor Bian Junwu’s sacrifice but also provide answers to the Jiangnan District leadership.

Zhang Yi raised his voice.

“Everyone! From the very beginning, this was all a conspiracy by the Followers of the Snow God!”

“It all starts with Ice Soul.”

“Yes, Ice Soul can awaken superhuman abilities and enhance potential, but its true purpose is something far more sinister.”

“When a person who has used Ice Soul dies, their superhuman energy returns to Yuan Kongye’s body!”

“That’s why the Followers of the Snow God were so generous in handing out Ice Soul to us!”

“They deliberately incited war in Tianhai City, hoping for more deaths!”

“To them, even their own followers were disposable.”

“The ordinary believers were just burdens with no real value. The only reason they recruited so many people was to screen for those with superhuman potential—awaken their abilities—then let them die, so that their power would transfer back to Yuan Kongye!”

“So even if every last follower of the Snow God died, it wouldn’t matter to her.”

“She never needed them in the first place.”

Zhang Yi’s gaze darkened.

“She had something even better—an undead army of her own creation!”

“Compared to ordinary humans, this army of powerful, obedient, and near-indestructible zombies was her real trump card!”

A heavy silence fell over the battlefield.

Zhang Yi’s revelation was too explosive. No one could immediately accept it as truth.

Xiao Honglian, Baili Changqing, and the others turned to Zheng Yixian, searching his face for any sign of confirmation or denial.

Zheng Yixian gritted his teeth in anger.

“You’re spouting nonsense!”

“Slander! He’s slandering us!”

“How could the Followers of the Snow God possibly have such power? If we really controlled the zombie horde, why would we have suffered so much oppression from the major factions?”

“You attack me without any solid proof—just based on your own ridiculous assumptions.”

With a cold laugh, Zheng Yixian pointed at Zhang Yi.

“Frankly, Zhang Yi, I think you are the real mastermind behind this disaster!”

His words made the crowd hesitate.

They looked back and forth between Zheng Yixian and Zhang Yi, now uncertain.

Zheng Yixian’s argument made more sense.

After all, the Followers of the Snow God had been barely surviving, constantly pushed out by the Western Alliance. Their only leverage had been trading Ice Soul to stay afloat.

How could they have suddenly gained the ability to control an army of hundreds of thousands of zombies in just a few months?

Between Zhang Yi and Zheng Yixian, who was more suspicious?

Logically speaking, Zhang Yi was the more likely suspect.

After all, his faction had emerged from the crisis completely unscathed.

But Zhang Yi remained composed.

“There’s an abandoned building next to St. John’s Cathedral,” he stated calmly.

“Inside it grows a massive Blood Vine. Its purpose is to absorb nutrients from corpses and the earth, then cultivate Zombie Kings.”

“Zombie Kings have the ability to spread the virus and create more zombies.”

“The Followers of the Snow God never used this trump card before. Either because they were waiting for the right moment, or because the Blood Vine hadn’t fully matured yet.”

Zhang Yi pointed at Zheng Yixian.

“You claim I have no evidence. Then let’s go to your headquarters.”

“Dig up the Blood Vine—we’ll see the truth for ourselves!”

Baili Changqing, Xiao Honglian, Wei Dinghai, and Xing Tian exchanged glances.

That made sense. Seeing was believing.

In fact, when they had defended the Followers of the Snow God’s camp, they had been curious about that abandoned building.

They had even sent people to investigate it.

But at the time, the results were inconclusive. All they found was a mutated plant that could produce food.

However, Zhang Yi’s claim now made them suspicious.

Xiao Honglian crossed her arms and turned to Zheng Yixian.

“If you have nothing to hide, then let’s go check it out.”

Wei Dinghai nodded.

“Yes, if you’re innocent, this will clear your name.”

Xing Tian agreed.

“I think it’s the best course of action.”

Baili Changqing and the other investigation team members remained silent, but their expressions showed they had already made up their minds.

After all, they had their own suspicions about that location before.

They just hadn’t had time to investigate it properly.

Zheng Yixian’s heart sank.

Clutching his wound, he forced himself to speak.

“And if we find nothing there? How will you justify what you did to me?”

“You can’t just stab me and walk away, Zhang Yi.”

A cold smirk played on Zhang Yi’s lips.

“If you’re innocent, and I was wrong—”

His eyes lowered slightly.

“Then you’re welcome to come and kill me.”

“You—”

Zheng Yixian was furious.

Zhang Yi’s response was shameless, but there was nothing he could do about it.

And judging by the expressions of the others, no one found Zhang Yi’s actions particularly outrageous.

This was the apocalypse. Murder and looting were everyday occurrences.

The major factions had fought and killed each other before.

No one cared about personal grudges anymore.

All that mattered was whether Zhang Yi’s claim was true.

Did the zombie outbreak have anything to do with the Followers of the Snow God?

Han Chang, standing beside Zheng Yixian, growled in anger.

“Fine! We have nothing to hide! You think we’re scared of you?”

He pointed a clawed hand at Zhang Yi.

“But if you’re wrong—I’ll tear your guts out myself!”

“NO!” Zheng Yixian suddenly shouted.

“They must not go near the Blood Vine!”

The other priests looked at him in confusion.

Zheng Yixian glared at Zhang Yi, his face twisted in desperation.

“The Blood Vine is the foundation of our survival! They’re just after it!”

“If we take them there, what’s stopping them from stealing it?!”

He turned to Zhang Yi, his voice dripping with venom.

“You’re despicable! If you want a fight, then we’ll give you one!”

He turned to his followers.

“Attack! Show them the Followers of the Snow God are not to be trifled with!”

The priests, completely convinced by Zheng Yixian’s words, roared in unison and charged forward!

“Perfect.”

Zhang Yi smirked.

These lowly rats from the Followers of the Snow God?

He had never even considered them a threat.

Author's Note