My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121

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Chapter 121

Ray checked the surveillance feed first. Then he went out.

Honey and the other three women were sleeping deeply. Not a single one stirred.

Ray had slipped a bit of sleeping medication into dinner, ensuring they slept soundly and wouldn’t notice him leaving in the middle of the night.

The moment he stepped outside, a brutal wave of cold hit him, snapping him fully awake.

Even fully geared up, he still felt the chill seep straight into his bones.

At night, the temperature had likely dropped to minus thirty degrees Celsius–or even lower.

Using a flashlight to light the way, Ray quickly reached Building 4.

He climbed the stairs to the second level.

In this residential complex, the first floor of every building was essentially open space–no residents lived there. It was used for parking electric bikes and storing delivery lockers and fresh–food crates.

Ray stopped behind the fire door. With a thought, square blocks of ice appeared one after another.

Why had he prepared ice blocks? After all, this was already an ice–age apocalypse.

Because Ray worried about abnormal weather patterns. If this year was extreme cold, who was to say next year wouldn’t swing to extreme heat? His otherworldly storage space was vast, ice was cheap, and besides, ice was still water. Melted down, it could be used for drinking or bathing just the same.

Soon, he had laid down a thick layer, about a meter high.

He took out a steel rebar and drove it into the gaps between the ice blocks, extending nearly to the ceiling. Then he began pouring water, filling every crack–between ice and ice, ice and steel.

It was minus thirty to forty degrees now. The water froze the instant it was poured.

In moments, the ice blocks fused completely with each other and with the steel reinforcement.

He continued stacking ice until it reached the ceiling.

That part was a bit troublesome. He took out a ladder, climbed up, and kept pouring water over the ice. In the end, an entire ice wall reinforced with steel was fully “constructed.”

The fire door opened toward the ice wall.

But now… could it still be opened?

To open it, one would have to push an entire wall.

And even if someone chopped the fire door apart with an axe, what then? Facing such a thick ice wall, reinforced with steel- how much effort, how much time would it take to break through?

Maybe ten days. Half a month.

Heh. Starve them for that long, and most of them would be dead anyway.

Ray moved to the other side of the building and repeated the process, sealing that fire door as well. He even released several cars into the stairwell, further jamming any possible escape route.

Oh–and the elevator shaft.

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He went back down to the first floor, pried open the elevator doors, dumped in ice blocks, and poured water inside, completely destroying the elevator shaft.

Now… the people in Building 4 had only one way left to leave the building.

Jump.

It wasn’t that high–jumping from the second floor probably wouldn’t kill them. They might not even suffer serious injuries. Using bedsheets as ropes and climbing down could reduce the risk even further.

However, in such extreme cold, with poisonous hail crashing down, how many people could really make it out safely?

Some might. But the odds would be extremely low.

That was enough.

If Building 4 was weakened this badly and the rest of the complex still couldn’t deal with them…

Heh. Then they didn’t deserve to live.

Ray was very satisfied with his handiwork. Most importantly, he hadn’t needed to take any real risks.

Time to withdraw.

He returned to the villa and closed the iron gate. Honey and the other three women were still sleeping soundly–the sleeping pills were doing their job perfectly.

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Noticing the imperceptible changes in the room, Austin let his gaze follow the trail straight to the corner.

Someone seemed to be curled up in the corner, trying to stay hiden.

Who dares to break into my room? Do they have a death wish?‘ Austin thought, his anger flaring.

Already in a foul mood from Lilith’s death, Austin fixed a cold stare at the figure hiding in the shadows.

Unable to contain his rage, he grabbed the intru