Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1314: He is the Snow Mountain Divine Eagle

Zhang Yi had a general grasp of the other party's objective.

He held no significant interest in the internal disputes of the Southwest Region. So long as his own plans remained unhindered, their affairs were of no concern to him.

"What benefits can you offer me?" he inquired impassively.

Drolma gritted her teeth, her gaze fixed on Zhang Yi. "What is it you desire?"

The conditions presented by the resistance army were exceedingly dire. The entirety of the Southwest Region had been thoroughly divided amongst the Four Great Families long ago. They were barely managing to secure sustenance, let alone offering anything substantial.

Consequently, the advantages they could possibly extend to Zhang Yi were not merely meager; they were practically nonexistent.

Zhang Yi let out a chuckle. "You come seeking our aid, yet you are unaware of what earnest offering to present?"

Drolma's expression turned rather grim.

"We... we..."

They possessed nothing of value to offer.

She found it impossible to utter that sentence aloud.

Observing her discomfiture, Zhang Yi did not press the matter further.

"It is not entirely impossible for us to lend assistance. However, I must first meet your leader!"

Drolma's eyes immediately sharpened.

"You wish to meet our leader?"

The leader of the resistance army, his moniker being the Snow Mountain Divine Eagle. He was the architect of the resistance, the very soul and backbone of every fighter.

For the past two years, the grand chieftains of the West and the Sangha Monastery had been relentlessly pursuing the Snow Mountain Divine Eagle's whereabouts. Their objective was clear: his capture would undoubtedly lead to the resistance army's collapse.

"Precisely, I intend to meet the Snow Mountain Divine Eagle," Zhang Yi affirmed.

"This... this is beyond my authority to decide."

Drolma had initially intended to refuse. However, considering Liang Yue's formidable strength, it was presumed their leader possessed even greater power. If these newcomers were to join the efforts against them, it would prove disastrous for the already beleaguered resistance.

"As you wish," Zhang Yi stated. "In any case, we will meet soon enough."

With that, he turned to Liang Yue. "Let us return!"

Liang Yue glanced at Drolma. Drolma responded, "I shall go back and relay this matter to our leader. If feasible, I will send you a message."

Liang Yue nodded. "Very well, I shall await your reply."

Liang Yue followed Zhang Yi, and they departed.

Not long after, they discreetly returned to the expansive courtyard of Pagyi Gesang.

Upon their return, Liang Yue inquired about Zhang Yi's motivations.

"Zhang Yi, why the sudden desire to meet their leader?"

Zhang Yi explained, "Initially, my intention was merely to observe the unfolding events. After all, a group of destitute individuals posed no genuine threat to the Sangha Monastery. With the Lord of the Charnel Ground overseeing matters, any resistance was futile."

"Not only were they outmatched in terms of martial prowess, but even the devoted followers within the Snowy Plateau Region would likely hesitate to rise against the Lord of the Charnel Ground, wouldn't they?"

"However, a rather intriguing thought suddenly crossed my mind."

A knowing smile played on the corners of his lips.

Liang Yue appeared somewhat perplexed.

"What exactly is it then?"

Yang Xinxin provided the missing piece of the puzzle.

"Brother Yi suspects that the leader of the resistance army is none other than the Golden-Winged Superhuman who appeared at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain that night."

Her words instantly illuminated Zhang Yi's intentions, rendering them perfectly logical.

To Zhang Yi, the resistance fighters were merely minor players. However, the presence of an Epsilon-level superhuman among them would significantly alter the landscape.

Zhang Yi took a sip of tea, remarking calmly, "A person's name can sometimes be misleading, but a person's moniker seldom lies."

"Snow Mountain Divine Eagle. This title was not conjured from thin air. It implies a certain characteristic, such as being a Beastman Type, perhaps a bird-like superhuman."

"This aligns precisely with the Golden-Winged Superhuman I encountered that night."

"Furthermore, the fact that the resistance army, despite severe shortages, has managed to contend with the four great chieftain families for two and a half years is perfectly explicable by the backing of an Epsilon."

Zhang Yi recalled his experience from that fateful night.

Initially, the Golden-Winged Superhuman and the Lord of the Charnel Ground displayed animosity towards each other. Yet, upon the appearance of Zhang Yi and the other two superhumans, they unexpectedly joined forces.

This turn of events had puzzled Zhang Yi, leaving him uncertain about the true nature of their relationship. But if the Golden-Winged Superhuman was indeed the Snow Mountain Divine Eagle, the leader of the resistance, then everything suddenly fell into place.

"Two Epsilons in the Snowy Plateau Region?!"

An astonishing revelation left everyone in disbelief.

They were fully aware of the extreme rarity of an Epsilon-level superhuman emerging.

The birth of an Epsilon-level superhuman occurs perhaps once in every hundred million individuals, or even rarer.

This phenomenon demands not only inherent talent but also abundant resources to nurture that potential.

Consequently, the entire Huaxu Kingdom boasts fewer than ten officially recognized Epsilons on its surface.

And yet, the Southwest Region alone harbors two?

Zhang Yi stated, "That Golden-Winged Superhuman is not particularly formidable. While we had a brief encounter that night, I could discern that his power was quite weak, certainly insufficient to challenge the Lord of the Charnel Ground."

Zhou Ke'er remarked, "There are indeed disparities among Epsilons. If his strength is lacking, even if we were to join forces, he might not offer substantial assistance, wouldn't you agree?"

"It's difficult to say, truly hard to ascertain."

Zhang Yi habitually ran his hand over the back of his hand, his eyes slowly narrowing.

"There appears to be a peculiar connection between that individual and the Lord of the Charnel Ground."

"I cannot articulate it precisely, but I perceived something subtle that night."

"He has crossed paths with the Lord of the Charnel Ground. This implies he possesses a more intimate understanding of the Lord of the Charnel Ground's capabilities, and even his vulnerabilities, than anyone else. And that, precisely, is the intelligence I require most!"

In the realm of modern warfare, intelligence gathering is paramount.

The same principle applies to confrontations between superhumans.

With sufficient intelligence on an adversary and adequate preparation, it is entirely feasible for the weaker party to overcome the stronger!

A superhuman's ability index merely signifies a theoretical numerical value; however, data can occasionally be misleading.

Consider Zhang Yi as an example.

Seventy percent of his abilities are dedicated to defense. Should an opponent conduct thorough research on him and discover a method to impede his Dimensional Gate activation,

that single tactic could effectively neutralize over half of his combat potential.

Thus, regardless of how potent Zhang Yi's power has become, he habitually proceeds with meticulous planning and unwavering caution.

It is precisely for this reason that Zhang Yi is committed to exhausting all possible preparations for his inevitable clash with the Lord of the Charnel Ground.

To achieve this objective, he is willing to collaborate with the resistance army.

...

Deep within the formidable Kunlun Mountains.

Vast, awe-inspiring mountain ranges stretch for thousands of miles, originating from the westernmost edge of the Snowy Plateau Region and extending eastward, virtually traversing the entirety of the Southwest Region.

Perched stoically upon a snow-capped peak, a golden eagle surveyed its domain, its keen eyes meticulously scanning the vast expanse.

Within dozens of miles, the slightest rustle of foliage or movement of a tree was registered under its vigilant watch.

And in a secluded valley not far distant, the encampment of the resistance army was situated.