[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ice-age-apocalypse-i-hoard-billions-of-supplies":3,"chapter-ice-age-apocalypse-i-hoard-billions-of-supplies-ice-age-apocalypse-i-hoard-billions-of-supplies-chapter-364":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},771055,1022,"Chapter 364: The Gift","ice-age-apocalypse-i-hoard-billions-of-supplies-chapter-364",364,"\u003Cp>Chapter 364: The Gift\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yi was a born pessimist, always preparing for the worst-case scenario.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite possessing formidable strength, he remained vigilant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of pure firepower, Zhang Yi’s current force could rival Tianhai City’s former strongest faction—West Hill Base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While he lacked ordinary soldiers, his advantage lay in the superior application of weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>West Hill Base, devoid of spatial Superhumans, could only leave their heavy weapons gathering dust underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yi, however, could transport them to the surface for actual combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combined with his powerful team of Superhumans, he could now face off against West Hill Base’s army head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we focus solely on defense, without taking the offensive, my odds of victory should be around 95%,” Zhang Yi murmured, furrowing his brow. “But 95% rounded down is basically a coin toss. If I step out and fight, it’s as good as suicide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he retrieved Gao Yuan’s satellite phone from his Spatial Storage and called Hua Hua over. He whispered a few instructions to it softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, silence enveloped the Shelter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the door to Zhang Yi’s room creaked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Hua slipped out, a satellite phone clamped in its mouth, and silently descended the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shelter’s main gate opened, and Hua Hua darted out, racing swiftly across the river toward Xu Family Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Tianhai City’s Tianfeng District, thick snow blanketed towering buildings. Once the city’s most bustling area, it was now a frozen graveyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray concrete structures stood lifeless, mirroring the bleakness of this post-apocalyptic world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, in one grand cathedral within Tianfeng District, the scene was different. Candlelight filled the space, illuminating a gathering of thousands of devout followers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knelt in solemn prayer, their eyes fixed on the enormous cross ahead. Beneath it stood a young woman dressed in white robes and a matching headscarf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands clasped, eyes closed, her expression radiated compassion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she began to chant, her voice carried a deep, resonant prayer throughout the cathedral:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Snow in the heavens, life on the earth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our bodies are born from the ground,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our souls descend from the skies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun and moon illuminate our forms,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure snow cleanses our spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We surrender ourselves to the cold winds sweeping the land,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grateful for the miracle bestowed upon Snow God’s people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May our hearts remain ever tranquil,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May we share joy with our brethren,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And bear their sorrows as our own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Praise be to the followers of Snow God,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May we testify with our soul and body.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yuan Kongye, the leader of the Followers of the Snow God, recited the prayer, an extraordinary power swept through the cathedral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice seemed to carry an enchanting quality, soothing hearts, dispelling hunger, cold, and pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the followers, it was a divine miracle, deepening their devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They bowed, offering their loyalty to Jesus, Buddha, the great Snow God, and Yuan Kongye—the Snow God’s earthly vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon concluding the prayer, Yuan Kongye turned to face the congregation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her youthful face, radiant with vitality, betrayed her age—she couldn’t have been more than twenty. Yet, her authority was unquestioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the powerful priests in her service bowed respectfully before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything they possessed, they owed to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Kongye was one of the most extraordinary beings in this land, gifted with a unique ability known as 【Blessing】, enabling others to awaken their Superhuman powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through this ability, she had built a vast religious following, even in a world teetering on the brink of despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prayer session ended, transitioning into the “Gift” ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd stirred momentarily but quickly fell silent, their eyes reverent as they gazed at Yuan Kongye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A frail woman carrying a child made her way forward, staggering through the crowd before collapsing at Yuan Kongye’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trembling, she raised her child high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Kongye glanced down, her eyes filled with compassion. The child’s pale, almost lifeless complexion suggested he was on the brink of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a serene expression, she placed her hand on the child’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle warmth, a soft breeze, and a faint white glow swept through the cathedral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the infant’s eyes fluttered open, followed by a strong, healthy cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Waaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The congregation’s eyes sparkled with awe and excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A miracle! A miracle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Praise the great Snow God, and praise Her Holiness, the Snow God’s earthly vessel!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Yuan Kongye’s other power, 【Gift】, which could heal physical ailments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ability played a crucial role in drawing so many followers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceremony continued, with Yuan Kongye bestowing her blessings multiple times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, fatigue crept onto her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long-haired man in white, standing nearby, stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Holiness, please rest. The ceremony can resume tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words caused a ripple of anxiety among those still awaiting their blessings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such dire conditions, even a minor ailment left untreated for a day could mean death in their sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Kongye gently shook her head. “Continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her deputy, Grand Priest Zheng Yixian, reluctantly stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the Followers of the Snow God, Yuan Kongye’s will was absolute, her thoughts unchallengeable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceremony pressed on until a sudden explosion echoed from outside, followed by a cacophony of gunfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic spread through the cathedral. Women clutched their children, shutting their eyes in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Kongye gazed calmly toward the commotion and sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Zheng Yixian’s eyes gleamed coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tong Zhan, Dai Mei—protect Her Holiness!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Han Chang, Li Qian, Wu Huan—follow me to confront the enemy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Priests flanking the altar, second only to Yuan Kongye and Zheng Yixian in the hierarchy, immediately obeyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Snow God’s avatar, Yuan Kongye seldom managed day-to-day affairs. That role fell to Zheng Yixian, who also led the defense against external threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under his command, two priests took protective positions near Yuan Kongye, while Zheng Yixian led the others out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Kongye clasped her hands in silent prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May the Snow God shield His followers, keeping us from war and suffering.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moved by her solemnity, the cathedral’s adult men stepped forward, their eyes burning with fervent devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They followed the priests out, leaving the cathedral’s doors firmly closed behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Kongye’s voice remained calm: “The Gift ceremony shall continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Author's Note\u003C\u002Fp>",1032,"2026-06-03T02:47:19.037Z","2026-06-03T02:47:23.881Z",1,"novelbin.me","8beaae056ca8602ac06b5e39a45ad675362b70b842855dd0b9356cbad03b299d","ice-age-apocalypse-i-hoard-billions-of-supplies-chapter-491","ice-age-apocalypse-i-hoard-billions-of-supplies-chapter-490",1370,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fice-age-apocalypse-i-hoard-billions-of-supplies-cover.jpg"]