11.The safe house is built

Three days later, under the arrangement of Wu Huairen, Zhang Yi successfully acquired two guns and 100 rounds of ammunition.

Although the price was a bit steep, Zhang Yi had no complaints whatsoever.

With these heavy-duty items in his possession, he felt a bit more confident about his safety in the post-apocalyptic world.

He had also completed the transaction for the necessary medicines with Zhou Hairun, obtaining two boxes of high-quality imported drugs.

A week passed by.

Wu Huairen called Zhang Yi and informed him that the safe house had been completed according to his specifications.

He requested Zhang Yi to come and inspect it.

Only then did Zhang Yi leave the hotel he had been staying in for a while, driving back to the Yue Lu residential area.

Wu Huairen personally led Zhang Yi to inspect the house.

Upon seeing his new home, Zhang Yi couldn't help but be impressed.

The Dragon Defense Company truly lived up to its reputation as a top-notch security firm.

The speed and quality of their safe house construction were impeccable.

The entire house had been fortified with 100mm-thick steel plates, just as Zhang Yi had requested. And from the outside, it appeared no different from before.

Wu Huairen patiently explained everything to Zhang Yi.

"The ventilation system is military-grade, capable of filtering out any harmful gases, preventing gas attacks from outside."

"In addition, the entire house's insulation system has been completely redone, using materials from the Arctic Scientific Research Institute."

"Besides the fireplace you requested, it can also block 99.5% of heat loss."

At this point, Wu Huairen gave Zhang Yi a mysterious smile.

"Furthermore, to ensure your safety, we've installed a surveillance system throughout the entire building. There are a total of 300 cameras that allow you to monitor every floor of the building."

After listening to all of this, Zhang Yi was astonished and didn't know what to say.

He could only sigh and think, "Money truly can buy services beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

He went to the balcony and found it had been transformed into a massive floor-to-ceiling window.

Wu Huairen explained, "The window materials are all bulletproof and explosion-resistant, even stronger than the 100mm steel plates."

"It also provides ample natural light and allows for necessary external observation."

Zhang Yi was extremely satisfied with the safe house.

It was unlikely that anyone could forcefully enter his home unless they brought heavy weaponry.

Even if the entire building collapsed, his room would likely remain unaffected.

"I'm very satisfied with the safe house you've constructed," Zhang Yi said with a smile to Wu Huairen.

Wu Huairen also had a pleased expression.

He took out some documents for Zhang Yi to sign and said, "If everything is in order, please settle the final payment within three months."

Zhang Yi nodded with a grin, "Certainly, certainly!"

However, he had no intention of paying that final payment.

Thinking that he had only paid a deposit of 1 million and ended up with a safe house worth nearly ten million, he couldn't help but feel delighted.

Zhang Yi lay on the sofa, admiring his perfect safe house.

But after some contemplation, he realized he had overlooked something crucial—water, the source of life.

Slapping his forehead, Zhang Yi exclaimed, "How could I forget something as important as water?"

After the arrival of the ice-cold apocalypse, while it would be possible to obtain water by chipping ice outside, the temperatures would be extremely low, and going outside would be dangerous.

Zhang Yi couldn't tolerate such a significant loophole in his safe house.

After some thought, he placed an order through a delivery platform and purchased 100 large water storage tanks.

Each tank could hold 500 cubic meters of water, enough to last him for several years.

Combined with the mineral water he could retrieve from the warehouse, the water supply issue was perfectly resolved.

The delivery speed was indeed impressive.

Just a few hours later, the delivery arrived at Zhang Yi's doorstep.

At the entrance of the residential area, Zhang Yi had the security guard, Uncle You, allow the delivery person to pass.

Seeing Zhang Yi buying so many strange things again, the neighbors couldn't help but gossip.

"This Zhang Yi, does he have some kind of problem?"

"Yeah, he buys all sorts of weird things every day."

"The other day, I saw people carrying steel plates at least ten centimeters thick into their house during their renovation."

"Hehe, maybe he's lost his mind, trying to build some kind of safe house like in the movies!"

"I've seen videos of wealthy people abroad doing such things in their free time. Isn't this just needless worry?"

"Now he's bought so many water tanks. Does he think Tianhai City will run out of water in the future? Hahaha!"

Facing their neighbors' mocking, Zhang Yi couldn't be bothered to explain.

He simply chuckled inwardly, knowing that when the icy apocalypse arrived, they would realize how foolish they had been.

He had no interest in explaining to these people because they saw him as a fool and wouldn't listen to his well-intentioned advice.

They might even accuse him of spreading rumors and disrupting social order and have him arrested when the time came.

Uncle You, the gatekeeper, was chatting with his neighbor, Grandpa Tang.

He approached Zhang Yi and asked, "Little Zhang, what are you buying so many water tanks for? If you need any help, just let me know, and I'll lend a hand."

Zhang Yi looked at the helpful Uncle You and couldn't help but feel moved.

Uncle You was a retired soldier with no children. He had been a security guard in the residential area for over a decade and had always been diligent in his duties.

In his previous life, he had given away his last bit of food to help a starving mother and daughter, ultimately starving to death himself.

In the post-apocalyptic world, he was one of the few examples of human goodness that Zhang Yi had encountered.

So Zhang Yi told Uncle You, "Uncle You, the temperatures this year have been unusual, and I have some insider information that suggests this winter won't be easy."

"Just to be safe, you should consider stocking up on food and drinks. It'll prevent you from being affected by rising prices later."

Uncle You and Zhang Yi had a good relationship.

He knew that Zhang Yi was a kind and generous young man.

Furthermore, older people often had a sense of impending doom, so when he heard Zhang Yi's advice, he furrowed his brow in concern.

"Little Zhang, is this information reliable?"

Zhang Yi nodded, "Look at how much I've prepared already. You can stock up on instant noodles and mineral water. You can never have too much of those."

Uncle You nodded in agreement.

Living alone, he had always liked to stock up on instant noodles and sausages because they were convenient for cooking.

Since Zhang Yi had reminded him, he decided to take some time to buy more.

It was a way to have peace of mind, as those items had a long shelf life, and it wouldn't hurt to stock up a bit more.

However, Grandpa Tang, who had overheard the conversation, walked over to Zhang Yi and said, "Little Zhang, you mustn't talk about such things openly. Our society is currently stable and peaceful. How could we be short on supplies? If you spread such rumors, be

careful of being reported for spreading false information. You might end up being summoned for tea!"

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes and didn't bother to respond.

He had already given all the necessary reminders, and whether they believed him or not was their business.

He had no interest in explaining himself further, as these people would only see him as a fool and wouldn't heed his well-intentioned advice.

They might even turn the tables and accuse him of spreading rumors and disturbing public order, leading to his arrest when the time came.

Uncle You had been chatting with his neighbor, Mr. Tang, and he approached Zhang Yi with concern, asking, "Little Zhang, what are you buying so many water tanks for? If you need any help, just let me know, and I'll lend a hand."

Zhang Yi looked at Uncle You, a retired soldier with a kind heart, and couldn't help but feel moved. Uncle You had served as a dedicated security guard in the neighborhood for over a decade and had always been reliable.

In his previous life, Uncle You had selflessly donated his last bit of food to save a starving mother and child, eventually sacrificing himself. He was one of the rare examples of human kindness that Zhang Yi had encountered in the post-apocalyptic world.

So Zhang Yi told Uncle You, "Uncle You, the temperatures have been unusual this year, and I have some inside information suggesting that this winter will be harsh."

"Just to be safe, you should consider stocking up on food and water. It will help you avoid the impact of rising prices later."

Uncle You and Zhang Yi had a good relationship, and he knew Zhang Yi to be a kind and generous young man. Moreover, older individuals often developed a sense of impending crisis. Hearing Zhang Yi's advice, Uncle You furrowed his brow in concern.

"Little Zhang, can we trust this information?"

Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Look at how much I've already prepared. You can stock up on instant noodles and bottled water. It's better to have more than less."

Uncle You agreed and nodded in response. Living alone, he had always liked to keep a stock of instant noodles and canned sausages for convenience. Since Zhang Yi had reminded him, he decided to take some time to buy a bit more. It was a form of peace of mind, as those items had a long shelf life, and there was no harm in having extra supplies.

However, Mr. Tang, who had overheard the conversation, approached Zhang Yi and cautioned him, "Little Zhang, you mustn't talk about such things openly. Our society is currently stable and peaceful. How could we face shortages of supplies? If you spread such rumors, be careful about being reported for spreading false information. You might end up being summoned for questioning!"

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes and chose not to respond. He had already provided all the necessary warnings, and whether his neighbors believed him or not was their concern. He had no interest in offering further explanations, as these people would likely consider him a fool and disregard his well-intentioned advice. They might even turn the tables and accuse him of spreading rumors and disrupting social order, leading to his arrest in due course.