Fang Yuqing was curled up in her rental room, wrapped tightly in two quilts.
Even with the air conditioner blasting at 40°C, the room's temperature couldn't even reach 0°C.
She shivered uncontrollably, feeling as if the cold air was funneling directly into her blankets.
Upon seeing the photo Zhang Yi sent, Fang Yuqing's eyes widened in disbelief.
In such freezing weather, Zhang Yi was comfortably eating steak and sipping red wine in his thin pajamas.
They all lived in the same building, yet it felt like they were in different worlds.
Especially after seeing the delicious steak and the bottle of fine wine on the table, Fang Yuqing's mouth watered.
As a top-tier White Lotus and a gold digger, she had a keen eye for luxury goods.
From her knowledge, the steak Zhang Yi was eating was clearly a top-grade Wagyu.
And the French wine beside him was definitely of grand cru quality, worth at least twenty to thirty thousand yuan a bottle!
Freezing to death herself, while Zhang Yi lived in comfort, Fang Yuqing was green with envy.
She immediately messaged Zhang Yi.
"How nice, I want to eat steak and drink wine too!"
She felt her hint was more than obvious.
Given Zhang Yi's past behavior, he would have offered to bring her steak and wine.
But upon reading her message, Zhang Yi just laughed heartily.
Did she still see him as the simp he used to be?
He leisurely replied with a message.
"Just go to the supermarket and buy some!"
Fang Yuqing's face stiffened upon reading his reply.
Wasn't that stating the obvious?
With temperatures outside plummeting to minus sixty or seventy degrees, any exposed skin risked frostbite.
How could he make such an outrageous request to a delicate girl like her!
Fang Yuqing clenched her teeth and fumed, "Zhang Yi, you're not a real man! You're missing a golden opportunity to show off, hmph!"
At this moment, Fang Yuqing still had some pride.
She longed for the steak and the fine wine.
But in her eyes, Zhang Yi was just another fish in her pond.
Plus, she believed the snow disaster wouldn't last more than a few days.
So, she continued to maintain her proud goddess image, not stooping to ask Zhang Yi for food.
Zhang Yi ignored Fang Yuqing and turned to other chat groups to watch the drama unfold.
In the property owners' chat group, he saw Mrs. Lin from the Neighborhood Committee urging everyone to stay calm and remain at home.
"Don't panic, it's just a sudden drop in temperature, it'll pass in two or three days."
"Don't rush to hoard supplies, trust our officials."
"The Neighborhood Committee will find a way to help everyone through this snow disaster. Please follow orders and don't trouble the authorities."
Some property owners raised objections.
"With such heavy snow, who knows when it'll stop. It's troublesome to go out now, shouldn't we stock up on supplies?"
"Yeah, maybe we should go out and buy some vegetables before prices skyrocket."
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Mrs. Lin's tone became more stern.
"What are you doing? Isn't this causing trouble?"
"Hoarding supplies will only drive up prices, and then everyone will have to pay more."
"If I catch anyone hoarding supplies, don't blame me for reporting you to the authorities for disturbing the peace!"
Zhang Yi smirked at Mrs. Lin's commanding presence in the group chat.
Today marked the first day of the Ice Age, and because it was so cold outside, the supermarket supplies hadn't been completely looted yet.
Braving the snow now meant a risk of frostbite, but also a chance to stock up on supplies.
But Mrs. Lin's intimidation had made many people hopeful and reluctant to go out.
The outcome was predictable.
At that moment, Mrs. Lin turned her attention to Zhang Yi.
She tagged him in the property owners' group.
"Little Zhang, you've already hoarded quite a bit at home. With the severe snow disaster, you must not set a bad example."
"Stay at home these next few days, and if I catch you going out to buy things again, don't blame Mrs. Lin for being unsympathetic!"
Zhang Yi's expression soured.
This sanctimonious old woman had held a grudge ever since he refused to give her things last time, and now she was seizing the opportunity to take jabs at him.
Unfortunately for her, the likes of a Neighborhood Committee auntie meant nothing to Zhang Yi now.
He replied with a sneer, "Mrs. Lin, no one knows how long this snow disaster will last. If it goes on for a long time and we run out of food, can you take responsibility?"
Zhang Yi's question resonated with many.
Everyone was dissatisfied with Mrs. Lin's words but hesitated to contradict her due to her position on the Neighborhood Committee.
With Zhang Yi taking the lead, others began to speak up.
"Yeah, if you won't let us stock up and we end up with nothing to eat, whose fault is that?"
"Can you bear that responsibility?"
Mrs. Lin panicked as people began to challenge her, and her resentment towards Zhang Yi grew.
To openly contradict her in the property owners' group was a slap in the face.
"Don't worry, the Neighborhood Committee can assure everyone that there will be no shortage of supplies! The snow disaster will pass quickly."
"And you, Zhang Yi, don't stir up trouble at times like these. Your behavior is illegal and disorderly!"
Huddled at home, Mrs. Lin seethed with rage, "This Zhang Yi is so ignorant. I'll find a way to detain him for a few days."
Zhang Yi laughed out loud.
At a time like this, this Mrs. Lin still thought she could wield her little power as before, which was laughable.
"Wow, I really can't wear such a big hat."
"Don't worry, it's so cold outside, I wouldn't go out even if you asked. Suit yourselves!"
He had already stockpiled his supplies and had no need to join the scramble for vegetables at the supermarket.
But those who believed Mrs. Lin's nonsense would soon suffer.
Zhang Yi felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. With the apocalypse upon them, who knew how many would freeze or starve to death.
However, some deserved their fate, like the neighbors who had caused his demise in a previous life.
Whether they lived or died, Zhang Yi was determined to survive.
What did the lives or deaths of others have to do with him, Zhang Yi?