Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 584 – Divine Judgment

Lu Keran finished analyzing the Edman alloy sabre.

Seeing the deep frown on her face and her serious expression, Zhang Ye couldn’t help but ask, “Well? Is this kind of metal something you can replicate?”

Everyone looked at Lu Keran with anticipation.

If they could get weapons forged from the hardest metal available in the modern world, who wouldn’t want one?

Even someone who couldn’t swat a fly could still use it for self-defense.

After all, in the apocalypse—who didn’t love divine weapons?

But Lu Keran looked at everyone and said, “I’ve completed the analysis. Edman alloy is extremely complex to forge. Besides the rare materials, the manufacturing process itself is incredibly intricate.”

“For me, I can use Mechanized Control to eventually refine the Edman alloy, but shaping it into a weapon will take more time to figure out.”

“Well, that makes sense. If top-grade cold weapon materials from the major regions were that easy to crack and recreate, everyone else might as well pack it in.”

Zhang Ye and Liang Yue already had their own weapons. Among the rest, only Uncle You was a melee-type Variant, the only one who truly needed a weapon.

So no one was too anxious about getting their hands on Edman alloy gear just yet.

Zhang Ye reassured Lu Keran, “No need to rush. Just take your time and go step by step.”

Haste makes waste—especially with high-end tech like this. Patience was key.

If it were so easy to replicate, Blizzard City’s army would’ve already mass-produced it.

Encouraged by Zhang Ye’s words, Lu Keran nodded firmly. “I’ll figure it out as fast as I can—along with how that black bodysuit was made!”

Liang Yue took the sabre next and examined it carefully.

As a martial artist, she had a deep love for weapons—especially famous or rare ones.

She also used sabres herself.

But what really pleased her right now was that Zhang Ye finally had his own blade, which meant he wouldn’t be using Longming all the time.

In truth, Zhang Ye usually only handed over Longming during big battles.

Otherwise, he preferred to use it himself for practice. After all, no man could resist the allure of a fine blade.

“Zhang Ye, you should give this sabre a name!” Liang Yue said. “A treasured weapon has to have a name. That’s what makes it truly belong to its master.”

Zhang Ye took the sabre back. He didn’t sheath it.

His alternate dimension served as the perfect scabbard—and keeping it unsheathed made it easier to draw in battle.

Staring at the blade, which shimmered with a cold blue glow, Zhang Ye thought for a moment and said, “I’ll call it Divine Judgment.”

A sacred judgment—one that judges life and death.

Slicing through foes like cutting paper. That was the meaning Zhang Ye gave it.

With the name chosen, Zhang Ye told everyone to head back to their rooms and rest—tomorrow was the big gathering for Variant organizations from the Jiangnan Region.

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Operations Center

After the battle, Zhu Zheng felt a growing appreciation for Zhang Ye—but Bai Li Changqing’s evaluation still lingered in his mind. He frowned slightly, thinking about where a “shield” like that could be placed.

That’s right—not a sword or a spear. A shield.

Zhang Ye gave him the impression of someone extremely skilled at defense—someone who ensured his safety before ever counterattacking. A stalwart shield.

This kind of person might seem dull, but in the right place, they could yield unexpected results.

At that moment, his secretary, Lan Xincheng, walked in and leaned in to whisper a few words.

Zhu Zheng looked up and said in a dignified tone, “Let him in.”

Lan Xincheng nodded and soon returned, bringing someone with him.

That person was none other than Wu Di, who had just fought Zhang Ye.

Wu Di walked up and stood straight, offering a sharp salute.

“Commander, I wasn’t strong enough and failed to defeat Zhang Ye. I await your punishment!”

As it turned out, Wu Di’s appearance at the Cipher Bar and his “random” challenge to Zhang Ye hadn’t been a coincidence at all.

It had been under Zhu Zheng’s orders.

Ever since the Tianhai City battle ended, Zhu Zheng had taken a special interest in Zhang Ye’s name.

No matter how Bai Li Changqing reported things, there was one fact that couldn’t be hidden—

In that final fight, it was Zhang Ye alone who stood up to the newly ascended Epsilon-level Variant, Yuan Kongye!

Though it was mentioned only briefly, Zhu Zheng couldn’t overlook it.

He knew better than anyone what an Epsilon-level Variant meant.

Even with all the talent gathered in Blizzard City, there wasn’t a single one among them officially recognized as Epsilon-level—not even Deng Shentong or Bian Junwu. They were close, but not quite there.

And yet Zhang Ye had repeatedly blocked Yuan Kongye’s attacks?

That alone spoke volumes.

So Zhu Zheng had already made his move.

He knew Zhang Ye would show up at the gathering—and this fight had been planned in advance.

Only… the result had left him a bit disappointed.

So Zhang Ye really was just good at defense, with rather limited offensive capabilities?

That’s why Zhu Zheng had lost some interest, deciding instead to treat Zhang Ye as a “special-use shield,” someone who could be deployed in critical situations.

He glanced at Wu Di.

The defeated Wu Di stood there, clearly ashamed. He didn’t even dare meet Zhu Zheng’s eyes.

But Zhu Zheng smiled kindly. “Heh, what’s there to be punished for? You’ve only had your powers for three months and just joined the Black-Robed Squad.”

“Wu Di, you’ve got potential. The reason you lost to Zhang Ye is simply lack of experience.”

Then his expression turned serious.

“Now that Bian Junwu has fallen in battle, the Black-Robed Squad’s strength has taken a major hit. You need to grow fast. In the future, you’ll have to carry the team with Bai Li Changqing!”

Wu Di clenched his fists tightly. At the mention of Bian Junwu—the man he saw as a father figure—grief filled his heart, but also a surge of determination.

That’s right. Now he had to hold up the banner for the investigation team.

With Bian Junwu gone, he had to become everyone’s pillar.

He was still young. His power still had enormous room to grow.

So a single defeat didn’t mean anything.

Wu Di lifted his head high and said loudly, “Yes, Commander! I won’t let you down!”

Author's Note