Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1503: Human Seed

While Zhang Yi was lost in thought, another person's voice suddenly rang out beside him.

"Maeda, instead of wasting your time here chatting with a 'Seed Human,' wouldn't it be better to go listen to the Lord's teachings?"

From behind walked a woman, exceptionally tall with thick, jet-black long hair cascading down to her lower back. Her large, dark eyes were like ink stains, with pupils occupying 80% of her eyes—a proportion typically seen only in manga. Yet seeing such features on a real person gave off a bizarre, almost unsettling beauty.

She wore a black leather outfit that perfectly showcased her curvaceous figure. The low-heeled leather boots on her feet clicked rhythmically against the floor, "Tap-tap, tap-tap."

"Seed Human?"

Zhang Yi found this term intriguing.

He thought of those puppets on standby at night. In this room, aside from a few Demon-Sealing Court members, most were those puppets. However, during the day, calling them puppets wouldn't be accurate.

Zhang Yi had verified it himself—they were no different from ordinary people. They had emotions, could be injured, and bled.

So, what exactly was a so-called Seed Human?

"Miss Purgatory Star, how do you have time to come here? Are you looking for me?"

Purgatory Star strode over on her long legs to stand before Maeda Uichiro. She didn't even spare Zhang Yi a glance, as if he didn't exist.

"The Lord sent me to inform you that Edo has been somewhat unsettled lately. You'd better not spend all your time holed up in the museum. Take your people and patrol around Edo more often."

Maeda Uichiro frowned. "You mean outsiders, Transcendents, have infiltrated? Could it be those Colombia guys?"

Purgatory Star shook her head.

"We have no intel yet. But the entire Edo is under the Lord's watch. He can sense that the atmosphere has subtly shifted."

Maeda Uichiro curled his lips into a dismissive smile.

"Who would dare approach Edo City nowadays? Even Colombia's elite Transcendent unit—they'd just be throwing their lives away!"

Zhang Yi's heart stirred.

What did this guy mean by that? Where did their confidence come from to stand against Colombia's Transcendent forces?

Consider this: in terms of national power, Colombia and Huaxu Nation were evenly matched. Annihilating a country like Neon wouldn't be a walk in the park, but it wouldn't require massive effort either.

Unless—something unusual was happening.

"Could it be related to the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons appearing in Edo? Is Neon colluding with some mysterious civilization?"

This thought alone made Zhang Yi's head spin. Even the weakest mysterious civilization he had encountered, the Nash Kingdom, possessed tremendous power that could shake the entire Huaxu Nation. If Neon allied with a mysterious civilization, it would indeed become a formidable force!

Then their operation plan might not be so simple to carry out.

Zhang Yi's gaze shifted to the Dragon Specimen in the display case and the book "Philosophy of the Mind." After a moment's contemplation, he abandoned the idea of taking them for now.

Something was off. The trip to Neon was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Zhang Yi sensed that Deng Shentong must be hiding something from him.

Nearby, Purgatory Star and Maeda Uichiro continued chatting as if no one else existed, ignoring the passing tourists entirely.

"This shithole Daliangdu Museum is just filled with old-era garbage. No need to waste time here!"

"Maeda, if you have that much free time, you'd be better off spending it on Undying Mountain. That's where we have the most important things to protect!"

After hearing Purgatory Star's words, Maeda Uichiro adjusted his glasses, and his gaze sharpened noticeably.

"Woman, you simply don't understand the importance of preserving the embers of civilization!"

"What's in front of you are the treasures of human culture!"

He spread his arms as if to embrace the entire Daliangdu Museum.

"If we can't pass on the flame of civilization, then the continuation of the human race is just a hollow shell of savagery! Meaningless."

Purgatory Star sighed in exasperation, clutching her head.

"Damn it! Why did they make a thickheaded idiot like you a Demon-Sealing Court executive!"

Maeda Uichiro replied coldly, "Becoming a Transcendent was just a passing interest for me."

"Anyway, I've delivered the Lord's order! You know what to do!"

With that, Purgatory Star turned and strode away with an elegant, carefree gait.

Her figure was outstanding—clearly the result of years of training. Particularly the muscles in her calves were taut and powerful like a cheetah's, indicating she was an expert in close combat with exceptional physical ability. From her tone, Zhang Yi deduced she was also a Demon-Sealing Court executive and likely the Ultimate Evil Boy's trusted subordinate.

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes, then turned away, feigning indifference to their conversation as he continued examining the exhibits in front of him.

Maeda Uichiro shot a look of disgust in the direction Purgatory Star had gone, then turned back. Standing about a meter away from Zhang Yi, he spoke again in a flat tone.

"Living in a world like this is utterly revolting! If I had stayed in peacetime, I would have been an excellent researcher!"

Zhang Yi glanced at him but remained silent.

He wasn't sure what exactly Maeda Uichiro meant by "Seed Human." Keeping his mouth shut would prevent him from blowing his cover.

Maeda Uichiro sighed.

"Talking to you probably doesn't accomplish anything anyway."

"You just live as a seed, day and night, immersed in an endless cycle."

"Maybe that's a kind of happiness."

He murmured under his breath.

This passage contained a wealth of information. Zhang Yi's mind raced.

Living as a seed? What seed? The seed of human reproduction? Or something else?

And that last part—day and night, immersed in an endless cycle—what did that mean?

Soon, these clues led Zhang Yi to a bold guess.

He looked at Maeda Uichiro with a puzzled expression and asked, "Hey, old man! What do you mean by that?"

Maeda Uichiro stared at Zhang Yi meaningfully, then sighed and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"Nothing. Even if you knew the truth, you'd forget it all soon enough."

"Actually, sometimes I envy people like you. At least you don't have worries."

After saying that, he stepped past Zhang Yi and walked toward another part of the museum.