Chapter 128 - Collecting the Nets

 It was no secret that Huang Tianfang and Wang Qiang had cigarettes to smoke.

 After all, these two people are not masters who know how to hide things, when people are working, they smoke outside like no one else.

 After a little pondering, the big guys guessed that it was Zhang Yi who helped them to provide it.

 Thus, some building managers who were addicted to cigarettes asked for Zhang Yi to bring them cigarettes as well.

 After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yi laughed, "I'm afraid it's slightly difficult to provide so many servings."

 The other building managers were instantly anxious.

 "Zhang Yi, you can't favor one over the other!"

 "Our request isn't too high, just one packet per day!"

 "This is a lifelong request!"

 Zhang Yi helplessly let out a long sigh, "Alright, I'll try my best to provide it to you guys. How about this, from tomorrow onwards, I will provide cigarettes to you building managers who need them."

 Seeing this, the non-smokers couldn't help but step forward and make their own requests.

 "I don't smoke, I only like to take a bite of betel nut. Can this request be fulfilled?"

 "I want to drink some wine, the cheapest loose wine will do!"

 Zhang Yi said with a helpless face, "Fine, fine, I've taken note of what you all said. I won't favor one over the other, everyone gets a share!"

 The crowd revealed smiles of contentment before taking their supplies and leaving.

 After they walked away, Li Chengbin and Jiang Lei and the others were indignant.

 "Brother Zhang, aren't you being too nice to them?"

 "Giving them food was already a heavenly favor, and now they're getting ahead of themselves, asking for this and that!"

 Zhang Yi, however, said indifferently, "Their demands aren't too much, I can't be too generous. It's fine, let's leave it at that!"

 The crowd looked at Zhang Yi like he was a stranger.

 How could they have never imagined that Zhang Yi, who had been ruthless and merciless in the past, would become so cowardly at this time?

 However, they could not say anything since Zhang Yi was the one who went to look for the stuff himself.

 After distributing the supplies to the crowd, Zhang Yi returned home.

 He took a hot shower and then lay comfortably on the sofa in his pajamas, his eyes looking at the ceiling above his head.

 "It's almost time."

 An internal conflict had already caused the other cell blocks to suffer heavy losses.

 The number of direct deaths was above 400.

 The number of people injured during the battle was also in the hundreds, and it was basically impossible for these people to survive, and even if they managed to survive, they would not be a threat in a short period of time.

 Zhang Yi had specially walked around the neighborhood in the morning, and during that process, he had observed the number of people who could still move around in the neighborhood.

 It was around 700 people.

 Moreover, he had used things like cigarettes and white wine as bait and managed to lure the building managers of the various cell blocks out.

 In other words, the time to close the net had come!

 Zhang Yi did not intend to delay any longer.

 Because in a short period of time, there would not be any more major conflicts erupting in the various unit buildings, so it was pointless to delay.

 Moreover, due to the food he provided, it would also allow those people to get their physical strength replenished. After a while longer, they would be a bigger threat to Zhang Yi.

 "It's tomorrow!"

 Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of biting killing intent passed between his eyes.

 The next day, Zhang Yi went out as usual and left the neighborhood.

 Regarding his plan today, he did not tell anyone, including Uncle You.

 Because this action was important, if he missed it, it would increase the difficulty of the action afterward, as well as the risk.

 So Zhang Yi couldn't trust anyone.

 Leaving the neighborhood, he went straight to the supermarket.

 From the various shelves, he found a large amount of food, most of which was again dominated by bulk steamed buns and buns, as well as bagged bread tied up with a drawstring.

 Today, Zhang Yi had specially found better quality food than the previous days, and some more was given above the quantity.

 "To be able to have a hearty meal for the last meal, I can be considered merciful enough to them!"

 Zhang Yi said so.

 After piling up a large pile of things, Zhang Yi took out the rat poison he had obtained earlier from within the foreign space.

 A colorless and tasteless powder, just a little bit was able to be fatal.

 It just so happened that the food was a bit spoiled and the color wasn't normal, so the powder couldn't be seen at all.

 Zhang Yi took out the gas mask he found in the barracks from the space and put it on, then carefully sprinkled the rat poison on top of the food.

 This process took him half an hour to complete alone.

 "Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang those guys might not be too confident about the food and will have people test the poison. But they're so greedy, they definitely can't afford to share cigarettes and liquor with others."

 "Old smokers and old drinkers will lose their usual caution in front of these things. I'll just drug them on this!"

 Zhang Yi brought over a few packs of cigarettes, and after pondering for a while, he unwrapped the plastic seal on the outside.

 When he gave them to Wang Qiang and the others before, the cigarettes were unsealed, of course in preparation for today.

 In order to dispel their skepticism.

 After all, it's good to be able to get cigarettes now, and it's not surprising that there are some problems with the packaging.

 Then, he put the rat poison bit by bit, carefully stuffed into the tobacco of the cigarettes.

 As for the white wine, the approach was slightly more complicated.

 Zhang Yi first integrated the rat poison into the alcohol, and then used a syringe to inject it through the cork.

 How to say it, brown is a little rough, but he went back after it was already close to nightfall, the sky was dark.

 It was difficult for those alcoholics to notice such a small flaw.

 After two hours of busy work, Zhang Yi started to bag the food and put it on the plow behind the snowmobile.

 The snow outside was not as heavy today, but the wind was still sharp.

 Zhang Yi leaned against the wall of the mall and easily lit a cigarette for himself, sipping it in small puffs.

 Because sucking too big a mouthful would easily freeze his lungs with the cold air.

 "Maybe today is the end. It always feels like this process is a bit smooth and surprising."

 Zhang Yi muttered.

 Everything that the people from the other cell blocks had done so far was completely in line with Zhang Yi's expectations.

 However, it was this kind of cooperation that instead brought Zhang Yi a feeling of unreality.

 "It always feels like everything is going too well, but the others are not fools, how could they possibly be played by me alone?"

 Zhang Yi smiled as if mocking himself while narrowing his eyes.

 "This false harmony is only temporary, and those guys aren't stupid. Sooner or later, they will still make a move against me, and the reason why they chose to hold back, could it be that they are waiting for some opportunity?"

 "There's a mole in 25#, and I haven't found out exactly who it is. Is he alive or has he died a while ago?"

 These questions Zhang Yi asked himself, but he did not get an answer.

 He wasn't Sherlock Holmes or Detective Conan, and didn't have that powerful detective instinct.

 However, he had better ones in his hands in the middle of this post-apocalyptic world - he had a fortress and a gun!

 Zhang Yi threw the cigarette he had smoked twice onto the ground and crushed it with his toes.

 "No matter what plans you have, but in front of absolute strength, all plots and tricks are meaningless."