Chapter 137: The Billion-Dollar Super Shelter

The next morning, Zhang Yi asked Zhou Ke'er to check on Uncle You’s condition. The results left Zhou Ke'er astonished.

She reported to Zhang Yi, "His recovery is excellent, at least ten times faster than an average person!"

This confirmation reassured Zhang Yi that Uncle You had indeed awakened a special ability.

"I understand. Take good care of him and make sure he recovers fully!" Zhang Yi said, patting Zhou Ke'er’s hip and giving her a meaningful look.

Zhou Ke'er nodded knowingly and took a syringe from the medicine box, slowly injecting it into Uncle You’s arm.

Watching them finish their work, Xie Limei walked over with a smile and made a request.

"Zhang Yi, I forgot to bring my charger. Could you help me get it? And we also need diapers for our baby."

Her demeanor was calm, as if she intended to stay indefinitely. She believed Zhang Yi owed Uncle You a life debt, and by extension, she and her child deserved his care as well.

Zhang Yi glanced at the unconscious Uncle You. He knew that people in comas could still hear things around them, so he smiled at Xie Limei and said, "I have urgent matters to attend to outside. I’ll help you with that once I'm done."

Xie Limei’s smile grew wider. "Alright, just don’t forget!"

After providing them with food and water, Zhang Yi locked Xie Limei and her child back in the small room. He was forming a plan to deal with the troublesome woman.

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Fully equipped, Zhang Yi gathered all the neighbors downstairs to continue clearing out other buildings.

The neighbors were surprised. "Zhang Yi, didn’t you say yesterday that you’d only clear out the buildings where the main attackers lived?"

Zhang Yi smiled and replied, "Yes, but after further investigation, I found that several other buildings also had people involved in the attack on me."

"Don’t worry, I won’t harm innocent people, only those who are evil. After the action, our building will control the entire community. I will assign these buildings to you to manage."

Spreading his hands, Zhang Yi painted a bright future for the neighbors.

"Only by clearing out the pests can we have true peace and happiness. Don’t you agree?"

Many neighbors were pleased by Zhang Yi’s words, envisioning a future where they could become building leaders themselves and live more comfortably. Some doubted his claims but dared not voice their concerns due to their fear of Zhang Yi.

Among the crowd was a former rich kid, Xu Hao, whose eyes revealed a mix of terror and anxiety. His body trembled slightly. A neighbor noticed and asked, "Xu Hao, what’s wrong?"

Xu Hao quickly lowered his head and replied, "Nothing, just feeling a bit cold."

The neighbor advised, "Oh, then make sure to keep warm. Catching a cold in this weather can be deadly."

Zhang Yi led his group to begin a systematic purge of the buildings with stubborn resistance. Early in the morning, many were still in bed when Zhang Yi’s infernal barbecue began.

By the time the smoke woke them up, it was too late to escape. Zhang Yi set fire to each building while announcing through a loudspeaker, "I’m not a man who kills indiscriminately! My investigation shows that people in these buildings participated in the attack on me."

"Hand over those people, and I’ll let the rest of you go. If you refuse, I’ll consider you accomplices and eliminate you all!"

Upon hearing this, the unaffected buildings fell silent.

"Zhang Yi is reasonable. Those people deserved it."

"As long as the fire doesn’t reach us, Zhang Yi will stop once he’s done with them."

"This has nothing to do with us. He won’t kill us for no reason."

"Better to stay home. Going out means getting shot. I trust Zhang Yi is reasonable."

Holding this mindset, they watched the spectacle from a safe distance.

Moreover, the fires benefited the community by raising the temperature, making everyone a little warmer.

As the flames roared, the upstairs residents couldn’t stand it anymore. They pushed a few people out and pleaded with Zhang Yi, "These are the ones who tried to harm you. Please, let us go!"

Zhang Yi glanced at them and calmly raised his gun.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

He shot them all and said indifferently, "Nonsense! You’re just accusing each other. Do you have proof?"

By noon, Zhang Yi had cleansed seven more buildings. Twelve buildings in total were now empty, and the remaining eighteen housed fewer than 500 people. These survivors were from the weakest buildings and hadn’t attacked Zhang Yi.

Rubbing his temples, Zhang Yi felt it was time to stop the slaughter. The remaining people posed no threat to him. Continuing the massacre might affect his sanity.

"Today’s cleansing ends here. I’ll deal with the other buildings later," he announced, then turned to leave, ready for a well-deserved rest.

As he walked away from the burning funeral feast, a figure broke away from the crowd and followed him. Hearing footsteps behind him, Zhang Yi turned coldly and asked, "What do you want?"

Xu Hao raised his hands quickly. "Brother Zhang, don’t misunderstand. I have important information for you!"

Zhang Yi sneered. "Important information?"

With the community under his control, what could be so important?

Xu Hao glanced around nervously and whispered, "Brother Zhang, have you heard about the billion-dollar apocalypse shelter built by Wang Siming, the son of the richest man in Jiangnan?"