In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

Two and a half years after the end of the world.

Blizzard City finally solved the energy crisis. The mineral ore that Zhang Yi brought back brought a glimmer of life to this steel and concrete jungle.

However, the difficult and severe external environment has not changed completely.

Human beings still need to face various threats at all times.

Powerful mutant beasts, stray aliens who disobey the management of Blizzard City, and everything powerful and secretive that only a few people in this world know.

Deng's Technology.

In the underground laboratory, scientific researchers in white coats are busy at work.

The person in charge, Deng Mao, looked at the transparent workbench in front of him, on which appeared a human-shaped structural diagram and various dynamic data.

He raised his head and looked through the transparent glass window at the handsome shirtless man in the laboratory.

Deng Shentong was only wearing a pair of white lab pants. His muscular upper body had no scars at all. His perfect muscle lines made him look like a work of art created by a master sculptor.

He was standing in a cylindrical, translucent experimental cabin, which was connected to a dozen long and thick pipes.

"let's start!"

Deng Mao said in a deep voice.

The experimenter next to him immediately operated the console.

Soon, red electric currents poured into the experimental cabin through a dozen pipes, stimulating Deng Shentong so much that his body began to spasm.

He clenched his fists, couldn't help but raise his chin, and let out a painful groan.

Even a captain-level mutant with an ability index of 9700 cannot easily withstand this kind of experiment.

Powerful force poured into the cabin, causing the entire cabin to flash with snake-shaped arcs of electricity, and finally poured into Deng Shentong's body.

His muscles rose and fell as if they were breathing this powerful energy.

Even his pupils began to glow a strange red.

After a long time, Deng Mao looked at the exclamation mark on the monitor indicating saturation, and then he ordered people to stop the experiment.

"Professor, this is the data from this experiment."

The researcher next to him quickly sorted out the data and handed it to Deng Mao.

Deng Mao looked at the data and couldn't help but frown.

"Why is it still the same result?"

At this moment, a large white hand reached out from the side and took the experimental data.

Deng Mao turned his head and found that Deng Yuanbo was looking at the data carefully.

"Uncle!"

Deng Mao hurriedly bowed his head, with a hint of nervousness and guilt on his face.

Deng Yuanbo looked at the data and said to him calmly, "Don't be nervous. You have done your best. There is no problem with our experiment. I can feel it from him."

He put down the data in his hand and looked at Deng Shentong who was sitting in the experimental cabin with his head down. His long silver hair covered his handsome face. This high-intensity energy infusion experiment brought him a strong physical burden.

But at the same time, the benefits are also enormous.

"What he lacks is not the infusion of energy. Perhaps there was a problem with our understanding from the very beginning."

Deng Yuanbo stared at his nephew, whom he had high hopes for, and said lightly.

Deng Mao was a little surprised: "But our technology is already world-class! Even the research department may not be as advanced as ours."

Deng Yuanbo put his hands behind his back and said, "Humans know very little about their own situation. After the end of the world, the world began to study human mutation technology on a large scale. Even if we are at the forefront of the world, it may not mean anything."

He turned and walked outside.

"Stop the experiment for now. This is not what he needs. When he's done resting, have him come see me."

……

One Kun hour later.

Deng Shentong, wearing a silver robe, came to the back garden of the Deng family and found Deng Yuanbo who was feeding the ferret.

"Uncle. I'm sorry. I failed again."

Deng Shentong said in a low voice, his eyes lowered, feeling a little guilty and confused at the same time.

Deng Yuanbo just looked at him calmly, and then said, "Don't stay in Blizzard City."

Deng Shentong raised his head and looked at Deng Yuanbo, "Uncle, do you want me to go out and gain experience?"

Deng Yuanbo casually threw the food in his hand to the expectant ferret in front of him, clapped his hands, and said:

"The technical department now rates your ability at 9700 points. This number has not changed for several months."

"But I feel that you already have the potential to approach Ipsilon."

"All you lack is a key to reach Ypsilon. There is no point in continuing to infuse energy."

"But before that," he walked over, patted Deng Shentong on the shoulder, and looked at him calmly: "You must first understand one thing."

Deng Shentong frowned, his eyes showing some confusion.

"What do you want me to understand?"

Deng Yuanbo smiled faintly.

"You need to know why you become stronger."

“Only when a person has a clear goal can he move forward with confidence and without any hesitation.”

"But, now, do you know what you want?"

Deng Shentong was shocked when he heard this.

"Of course I know... What I want is to become stronger!"

He clenched his fists.

Becoming stronger is his biggest hope now!

He is the heir to the Deng Group and controls the most powerful technology and financial group in the Jiangnan region.

In the early days of the end of the world, he was a favored child of destiny who was favored by everyone in the entire Jiangnan region, and was even considered the strongest contender for the next supreme commander.

But... since when did his reputation begin to decline and he was no longer revered as a god?

It started from the time when the Eclipse Organization invaded the Jiangnan region.

And after being defeated in the head-on confrontation with Gao Changkong, he was completely reduced to a second-rate character.

No one is really willing to be someone else's supporting role, let alone a proud and prominent figure like Deng Shentong.

So all along, he has been working hard to become stronger.

I just hope that sooner or later, I can catch up with Zhang Yi, or even surpass him!

Deng Yuanbo shook his head.

"What I'm asking you is, why do you want to become stronger?"

Deng Shentong almost blurted out: In order to make myself... surpass Zhang Yi and be recognized by everyone again!

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly felt a little confused.

Is this really what he wants?

It seems important, but it also seems not that important. Trying to become stronger just for fame doesn’t seem to be a strong driving force.

For a moment, his eyes were blank.

Deng Yuanbo stared at him and said slowly, "For so many years, you have been living too comfortably. Deng's Technology has given you the best technology and sufficient protection. Born in adversity, die in comfort. Although such protection allows you to go smoothly, it also curbs your ability to move forward on your own."

“When you have someone to rely on in your heart, you will subconsciously choose to rely on others instead of yourself.”