Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 475: Zhou Ke’er Requests to Join

Zhang Yi chuckled dismissively.

“You don’t have the ability to protect yourself. If you’re on the battlefield, I’ll just end up worrying about you. Don’t be silly, kiddo.”

While battlefield medics are important, they shouldn’t become a liability.

Zhou Ke’er replied, “That might’ve been true before, but this time it’s a large-scale battle. Adequate logistical support will be essential.”

“I imagine other factions will bring their own support personnel as well.”

Uncle You chimed in, “Miss Zhou has a point. With nearly all the combat power of Tianhai City’s top five factions gathered, this fight won’t end quickly.

“If it turns into a prolonged battle, logistics will be critical—especially medical personnel!”

His sincere gaze fixed on Zhang Yi.

“In the past, your caution has kept us from any casualties. But such a streak might not last forever.

“You must understand, deaths on the battlefield are common, and having a doctor is crucial.”

Their words gave Zhang Yi pause.

Although his strength was formidable, in a chaotic battle of this magnitude, even he couldn’t guarantee he’d avoid injury.

In the sub-zero temperatures of minus 60 degrees, even a minor wound could lead to tissue necrosis.

Best case: permanent disability. Worst case: death.

If he kept up his stubbornness and ended up injured, regret would be pointless.

Moreover, he knew that his companions needed to adapt to harsh environments—including battlefields—for the future.

After a moment of contemplation, Zhang Yi nodded.

“Alright, you can come with us this time. I’ll arrange for you to stay at the rear. Just hide and focus on treating us if we’re hurt.”

Zhou Ke’er, overjoyed, threw her arms around Zhang Yi’s neck, her bright eyes shimmering with happiness.

“I understand! I’ll fulfill my duties as a doctor!”

Seeing Zhou Ke’er take the initiative, Lu Keran couldn’t help but step forward as well.

Patting her modest chest, she declared, “Big Brother, take me along too! My marksmanship has improved a lot lately.”

Zhang Yi glanced at the short-haired girl and said plainly, “Did you forget that guns don’t work well on zombies?”

Lu Keran froze. “Uh…”

Zhang Yi cut her off before she could say more.

“Except for Ke’er, no one else is coming. Everyone stays in the shelter.”

Frustrated, Lu Keran sank back into her seat, while Yang Xinxin remained calm and indifferent.

At the same time, Zhou Haimei and Yang Siyah exchanged subtle glances of relief.

Unlike Zhou Ke’er, they lacked the courage to join Zhang Yi on the battlefield.

With no combat abilities, they’d only end up dead if they went. Staying safely in the shelter was undoubtedly the better option.

Lu Keran, despite being left behind, busied herself inspecting the snow vehicle for Zhang Yi, ensuring it was free of any issues and fully fueled.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yi and the others prepared their weapons and equipment. Once everything was ready, they prepared to set off.

Before departure, Zhang Yi handed Zhou Ke’er a small silver handgun.

“Guns are pretty ineffective against zombies, and you can’t handle high-caliber ones. Keep this for self-defense—it works well enough against humans.”

The immediate threat might be the zombie horde, but Zhang Yi never fully trusted the other factions.

They were allies of convenience, united by shared interests, but betrayal could come at any moment.

Although Zhou Ke’er’s marksmanship wasn’t great, it was adequate for self-defense.

She took the gun and tucked it into the inner layer of her combat uniform.

The group locked down the shelter and boarded two snow vehicles, heading toward the Bai Xue Jiao’s headquarters in Tianfeng District.

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At the Bai Xue Jiao, preparations were underway as they learned of the investigation team and other factions heading their way.

Bian Junwu and his team arrived promptly, met by Zheng Yixian and a group of priests and clergymen.

The so-called “welcoming” was perfunctory at best, with no time for elaborate preparations.

Bian Junwu and the others didn’t care for ceremonies, arriving unannounced and unbothered by the lack of formality.

As they entered the area, they noticed bloodstains splattered everywhere, with severed limbs yet to be cleaned.

In a corner, someone gnawed on a blood-soaked piece of giant rat meat.

Taking in the scene, the seasoned veterans showed no shock—they had seen worse.

Zheng Yixian approached Bian Junwu and his team, nodding slightly as he spoke.

“Welcome to the Bai Xue Jiao. May I ask the purpose of summoning all the factions here so suddenly?”

“If we’d been informed in advance, we could have prepared better.”

Wu Di smirked, folding his arms.

“Look at the state of this place. What’s there to prepare? We’re here to clean up your mess. Just follow our lead.”

The priests behind Zheng Yixian bristled with anger at Wu Di’s words.

Noticing their displeasure, Wu Di raised an eyebrow.

“What? You look like you’re not convinced. Want to spar? I can take you all on!”

Unable to hold back, Han Chang bared his teeth.

“Don’t get cocky! Even if you’re strong, we’re not pushovers!”

“Han Chang, be quiet!”

Zheng Yixian cut him off sharply, then turned to Wu Di.

“I apologize on his behalf. The recent heavy casualties have left our people emotionally strained.”

Wu Di opened his mouth to retort but fell silent at a slight glance from Bian Junwu.

Bian Junwu addressed Zheng Yixian directly.

“We’ll discuss the plan once everyone is here.”

He saw no need to explain matters to Zheng Yixian alone.

Zheng Yixian smiled politely.

“Very well. Would you like to rest in the church area while you wait?”

He gestured for the investigation team to proceed.

Bian Junwu led the group forward, the others close behind.

As they walked, Bian Junwu asked, “How many of your people have died in recent days?”

Zheng Yixian hesitated briefly before replying in a somber tone.

“Thousands of followers have fallen to the zombies during these battles. Some infected couldn’t be saved, so we had to humanely dispose of them to prevent further mutations.” 𐍂ΆŊỒВĚŝ

Bian Junwu raised an eyebrow. “Can you give me an exact number?”

He cared deeply about the figures, as they revealed the extent of the zombie horde’s impact on the Bai Xue Jiao.

Zheng Yixian froze, hesitating before answering.

“I’m sorry, but we haven’t kept precise statistics. The estimated death toll… three or four thousand, perhaps?”

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