Global Ice Age: I Built an Apocalyptic Safe House

After the apocalypse, I was reborn.

The excruciating pain spread throughout Zhang Yi's body.

This was not just a feeling, but a harsh reality that he was experiencing.

At this moment, he was being greedily divided by friends and neighbors whom he had once trusted and helped.

In this post-apocalyptic world of scarce resources, they disregarded Zhang Yi's past help and raised their knives against him.

As he lay dying, he vaguely saw his goddess, Fang Yuqing, standing behind the crowd, looking pitiful and shouting, "I let him open the door; you have to leave me a piece of his ribs to make soup!"

It was this woman who deceived Zhang Yi into opening the door, leading to his demise.

Looking at her, his eyes were filled with hatred and regret.

He could only blame himself for being too naive and kind, allowing himself to become someone else's food in this post-apocalyptic world.

He wished everything could start over.

Next time, he would not be kind to anyone and would only live for himself!

Zhang Yi soon blacked out and lost consciousness.

But in the next moment, he abruptly opened his eyes and sat up from the sofa.

The hellish scene he had just experienced, the terrible pain, was vivid in his mind.

Zhang Yi gasped for breath, quickly drenched in sweat.

"What's going on? Wasn't I killed by those beasts of neighbors?"

After coming to his senses, Zhang Yi began to survey his surroundings.

This place was not unfamiliar to him; it was his own house.

The comfortable temperature in the air made him feel unusually surprised.

Because in December 2050 AD, Earth was affected by a supernova explosion fifty thousand light-years away, ushering in a global ice age.

It was said that in the northern part of China, the temperature even reached a terrifying minus one hundred degrees, and the earth was completely buried in ice and snow.

Various life forms faced widespread extinction, and even more than ninety-five percent of humans died in this catastrophe.

Zhang Yi stood up and took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, drinking down half of it in large gulps.

Although the refrigerated water was very cold, it was like nectar to him now.

During the end times, the only way for people to obtain water was to go out and brave the extreme cold of sixty to seventy degrees below zero, digging snow to melt into water.

Such work easily led to freezing to death.

After drinking the water, Zhang Yi opened his phone and took a look.

"It seems like I have been reborn."

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and quickly understood what had happened.

The experiences of that month could not have been a dream, especially the excruciating pain of being dismembered, which was too real.

As he survived the ordeal, Zhang Yi felt extremely grateful.