Start a comfortable and relaxing day.

Can you imagine what it feels like to have cold water poured on you at minus seventy degrees?

Zhang Yi held a big hose and sprayed it towards those little Karame outside the door.

There was a temperature difference of about a hundred degrees between indoors and outdoors.

So when the water flowed out, it still emitted steam, but after it landed on those people, it quickly froze into ice!

In the freezing cold, they were all wearing down jackets and sweaters.

The cold water soaked their bodies, instantly making them feel like they were in an ice cellar.

"Oh my god! It's so cold, I'm freezing to death!"

"Ah ah ah, stop pouring, stop pouring!"

At this moment, they would rather be beaten up than endure this freezing torment.

One by one, their lips turned purple from the cold, and some even went into shock due to extreme low temperature.

Instinctively, they quickly ran away from Zhang Yi's doorstep.

But in just a few seconds, their entire bodies were completely soaked.

Some of them didn't even have time to take the elevator to escape, and their clothes had already frozen stiff.

Zhang Yi watched as they all ran away before turning off the faucet.

He had originally planned to teach these people a lesson with a crossbow.

But the loading speed was too slow, and there was a possibility of being counterattacked through the shooting hole.

Instead, the effect of flooding with water was better.

After being drenched by Zhang Yi, those little Karame had their lips turn purple from the cold.

They quickly ran back to Chen Zhenghao's house.

Seeing them return in a miserable state, Chen Zhenghao couldn't help but get angry.

"Where is that little brat? Did you capture him?"

Meanwhile, the henchmen hurriedly searched for blankets and sheets to keep warm.

Their clothes were all soaked and frozen.

More than ten people were fighting over clothes and blankets in the room.

But because there were too many people and not enough things to go around, a few henchmen had no choice but to take off their clothes and huddle together for warmth.

That scene was quite strange.

This made Chen Zhenghao furious, slamming the table and cursing, "Someone explain to me what the hell is going on!"

After regaining some body temperature, a few henchmen shivered as they explained the whole story to Chen Zhenghao.

"That Zhang Yi is despicable, he actually used a hose to spray us. We couldn't stand it at all!"

"We smashed their door for a long time, but only managed to peel off a bit of paint."

After listening, Chen Zhenghao's brows furrowed deeply.

When he personally went to smash the door, he did feel that Zhang Yi's house door was very solid.

It seemed difficult to forcefully break in.

However, soon he sneered.

"It's okay, even if their house is an iron turtle, there will always be a flaw."

"And I don't believe he can stay at home forever!"

"A few of you stay nearby, as soon as he comes out, kill him immediately!"

Chen Zhenghao said fiercely.

His henchmen were all desperate characters. Hearing this, they all shivered and laughed coldly.

Although they were freezing like dogs, they still had to show themselves as fierce.

However, they could never have imagined that Zhang Yi had no intention of leaving his home at all.

Outside was hell, but his room was heaven.

How could one go from heaven to hell?

...

After dealing with Chen Zhenghao and the others, Zhang Yi continued to go back and play his game.

Although he knew these guys wouldn't give up easily, they didn't have the ability to break into his home.

As for going out?

Hehe, Zhang Yi would never make that choice, even if there was a one in a million chance of risk, he wouldn't take it.

Being comfortable and safe at home, isn't that great?

Shortly after, Zhang Yi went to the floor-to-ceiling window to check the outside view.

There were indeed people using tools to clear the snow.

He seemed to see Uncle You, the security guard, who was always the first to rush up when something happened, being straightforward and enthusiastic as an ex-soldier.

The dozen or so people downstairs were some of the more easy-going young residents in the homeowners' group.

But members of the neighborhood committee like Aunt Lin were nowhere to be seen.

Facing the thick layer of snow that was two to three meters high, they struggled to dig it out.

However, Zhang Yi knew that their efforts were completely in vain.

Not to mention digging a path from downstairs to the entrance of the community, even if they dug all day, what difference would it make?

The roads outside were completely covered as well.

Such thick snow can only be slowly cleared by professional large snowplows.

But in the South, there were simply no such professional vehicles.

Going out had become an impossible thing.

Moreover, in temperatures below minus seventy degrees, they wouldn't be able to endure for long.

Their cold protection equipment couldn't keep up, and their bodies couldn't adapt to such low temperatures.

Staying outdoors for half an hour straight carried the risk of frostbite.

Zhang Yi shook his head.

These honest people were indeed quite pitiful.

But their choices were not his concern.

After all, everything was unrelated to him now, he just wanted to live well.

The time came to the afternoon.

Zhang Yi felt a little hungry, so he took out a feast from the alternate space.

It was a simple meal, just a plate of Australian lobster, a Wellington steak, two Huangshan baked buns, and a bottle of cola.

Such delicacies were abundant in his alternate space.

Now that he stayed at home every day, Zhang Yi's daily routine became more flexible.

In short, he slept when he was tired and ate when he was hungry, without distinguishing between day and night.

The heavy snow outside continued to fall.

Zhang Yi took a moment to look down at the area below the residential building.

The people clearing the snow had all gone back.

And the empty space they had cleared with so much effort was soon covered by the snow again.

Perhaps they also realized that they were powerless against nature with their own strength alone.

Zhang Yi lay on the sofa in his autumn clothes, with a comfortable indoor temperature of 27°.

He turned on the TV and watched the programs.

Now many TV stations across the country had stopped broadcasting, with only some provincial channels and CCTV still airing.

Among them were official propaganda about government work and slogans encouraging everyone.

"At this moment, our eyes are on Shengjing. The authorities are strategizing and commanding us to launch the final attack against the snow disaster!"

"According to reports, due to inadequate control of the snow disaster, the United States has caused two hundred million people to be affected and tens of millions of deaths!"

"The development of our country's snow disaster is within a controllable range, and everything is progressing well."

"We hope that everyone will not be nervous or panic, and believe in the power of the authorities!"

Zhang Yi shook his head.

The magnitude and horror of this snow disaster were beyond human imagination.

Although the authorities were working hard to solve the problem, human power was too weak in the face of nature.