Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies-Chapter 564: Xiaomiao Mountain Subway Station

Chapter 564: Xiaomiao Mountain Subway Station

After confirming the number of people going to Blizzard City, Zhang Yi sent back a brief reply:

“Received.”

It was basic courtesy—leaving a message on "read" without a response could come off as arrogant.

Not long after, another email arrived.

The message was straightforward:

"Please arrive at Xiaomiao Mountain Subway Station in Lu River District on April 7th at 2:30 PM. A designated contact will be there to receive you."

Zhang Yi was slightly surprised. He had assumed they would drive themselves to Blizzard City, but it seemed arrangements had been made for their transportation.

On second thought, it made sense. If everyone arrived in their own vehicles, the sheer number of people and cars would be a logistical nightmare.

With that settled, Zhang Yi instructed everyone at the shelter to start packing their things.

There were still two days until April 7th.

He then initiated a conference call, bringing in Xing Tian, Xiao Honglian, and Chen Jingguan.

The three appeared on screen without delay, not daring to be negligent.

“I’ve replied to Jiangnan District’s email,” Zhang Yi said. “They’ve arranged for someone to pick us up. What about your sides?”

All three reported receiving the same instructions—same time, same place.

No surprises there.

Zhang Yi nodded but couldn’t help feeling a bit uneasy.

If he had been careless and ignored that email, it might have caused some unnecessary misunderstandings.

“What’s so special about Xiaomiao Mountain Subway Station? Are we really taking a subway to Blizzard City?” Zhang Yi asked.

Xiao Honglian and Xing Tian looked puzzled.

Only Chen Jingguan remained calm.

“Huaxia’s transportation network has two systems: civilian and military.”

“Some railway and subway lines are not publicly accessible. They were built discreetly, and ordinary citizens have no knowledge of them.”

“I remember there’s a special rail line running through Xiaomiao Mountain.”

Before the apocalypse, Chen Jingguan had been the son of a high-ranking military officer, so he had some inside knowledge.

Zhang Yi nodded. “I see. If it’s a dedicated line, it makes sense that it’s still operational despite the apocalypse. Impressive.”

After a brief moment of admiration, Zhang Yi reminded them to limit the number of people they brought—only a few elite Superhumans should accompany them.

Of course, that was easier said than done.

The three major bases had already suffered immense losses, with most of their Superhumans wiped out in previous battles.

Now, even if they combined their remaining forces, they barely had ten Superhumans left.

They had fewer people than a single base used to have.

The silver lining was that those who survived were the absolute elite, which was at least somewhat reassuring.

Understanding the reality of their situation, the three bases began their preparations.

Two days later, April 7th, noon.

Zhang Yi and his group set out.

As a Spatial-type Superhuman, the biggest advantage was never having to worry about packing.

He could just bring everything.

Before departure, Zhang Yi carefully checked his weapons and gear—making sure his combat suit was intact, his dagger was in an easily accessible spot, and his firearms in Spatial Storage were loaded and ready to fire at a moment’s notice.

With everything in order, six people and one cat left the shelter.

After saying their goodbyes to Yang Xinxin and the others, they headed for Xiaomiao Mountain Subway Station.

The station was only about thirty kilometers away.

Driving at a steady pace, they arrived in less than an hour.

Upon arrival, Zhang Yi spotted the vehicles from Xing Tian’s three factions already parked there, waiting.

Despite Zhang Yi repeatedly telling them not to bring too many people, it was clear that each faction had brought at least ten heavily armed elite warriors or Superhumans.

As Zhang Yi stepped out of his vehicle, Xing Tian and the others quickly approached him.

“Zhang Yi, you’re here!”

Zhang Yi smirked at them. “At this rate, if every faction brings this many people, won’t there be tens of thousands of us?”

Xiao Honglian sighed. “We’re just being cautious. It’s better to be safe than sorry.”

Zhang Yi understood where she was coming from.

Since the apocalypse began, Tianhai City had been in constant conflict, and countless people had perished.

Now, heading into an unfamiliar environment filled with powerful factions, it was natural to feel uneasy.

“Fair enough.” Zhang Yi didn’t say much more on the matter.

Leading the group toward the subway station, he casually used his Spatial ability to store away their Snow Vehicles.

Seeing this, Xiao Honglian stepped forward with a grin.

“Zhang Yi, why don’t you store our vehicles too? If we leave them here too long, they might get damaged.”

Her request was a clear show of trust.

After all, Snow Vehicles were crucial strategic assets for their factions.

Xing Tian and Chen Jingguan chimed in immediately.

“Yeah, yeah! Your ability is super convenient. Do us a favor?”

Zhang Yi smiled and nodded. “If you trust me, I’ll help you out.”

“Of course we do!” everyone replied in unison.

With a simple wave of his hand, all their Snow Vehicles vanished into his Spatial Storage.

Seeing this, Xiao Honglian and the others were filled with envy.

Spatial-type abilities were truly incredible—perfect for both offense and support.

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Upon reaching Xiaomiao Mountain Subway Station, they found it buried under thick layers of snow.

Fatty Xu stepped forward, activating his ability.

Spreading his fingers toward the ground, he unleashed [Snow Gust], instantly sending the heavy snow whirling away like a hurricane.

Within moments, the subway entrance—buried under ten meters of snow—was revealed.

As they descended, they immediately noticed that this station was different from civilian ones.

The walls were thicker and made of high-grade concrete.

Running a hand over the surface, Zhang Yi could feel its reinforced durability, capable of withstanding powerful impacts.

After all, this was a military subway line—its construction was leagues beyond standard infrastructure.

Uncle You turned on a spotlight, illuminating the dark underground as they moved toward the platform.

The air below was cold and dry.

With no signs of life, it was hard to believe a train would actually pass through here.

Since they had arrived early, there was still an hour before 2:30 PM.

The group sat around, chatting to pass the time.

Xing Tian and Xiao Honglian casually discussed their expectations for Jiangnan District.

They had no real knowledge of it.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Yi managed to get some useful intel from Chen Jingguan.

Author's Note