Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 814: A Black Dragon is Still a Dragon

The process of screening boarding passengers had been relatively peaceful—until they encountered a mother.

A woman approached with her child. She had indeed passed Old Tian’s test, and he had approved her boarding. However, Old Tian stopped her child, refusing to let him on board no matter what.

The woman immediately burst into tears, wailing loudly at the port.

”I’m a citizen of Huaxu Kingdom! Look at me—every part of me is Huaxu-made! How dare you deny me boarding?”

Old Tian replied coldly, ”Madam, you are indeed a Huaxu citizen. But do you really think we’re fools when it comes to this child?”

Zhang Yi glanced over curiously and couldn’t help but laugh when he saw the situation.

The woman had a child with her, about seven or eight years old, seemingly healthy with large innocent eyes looking around, unaware of any wrongdoing. However, the child’s chocolate-colored skin tone clearly didn’t match typical Asian features.

Old Tian said, ”Don’t take us for fools. How could your child have this skin tone? We made it clear—only Huaxu citizens are allowed on board. I might have overlooked it if you were an overseas Chinese, but this? You think we’re blind?”

The woman grew agitated upon hearing this.

”I’m not lying! He really is my child—mine and Morian’s!”

At this point, the expressions of Old Tian, the crew members, and even Zhang Yi shifted.

Initially, they thought the woman was trying to sneak a foreign child aboard. But now it seemed she had married a foreigner and given birth to a mixed-race child?

This revelation sparked murmurs among the passengers already on board, watching the scene unfold.

”Well... marriage is a personal choice, so it’s hard to judge. But personally, I can’t accept it.”

Zhang Yi stood up and walked over, waving dismissively at the woman.

”Sorry, but my ship won’t accommodate you or your child. Leave.”

The woman’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Zhang Yi.

”But I’m a Huaxu citizen! My son is too! Aren’t you a rescue ship sent by Huaxu Kingdom? Why won’t you let us board?”

She trembled with fear—originally, only her son was denied boarding, but now even her own eligibility was revoked. She was terrified!

From the crowd emerged a tall man resembling Will Smith—Morian, the woman’s husband.

”Hi, man! What’s up? This isn’t right—I strongly protest!”

Zhang Yi sneered, ”Can you just piss off? This is my ship, and I decide who gets on.”

Morian looked awkward. ”But my wife and child are Huaxu citizens—they’re your compatriots!”

The moment these words left his mouth, the crowd erupted.

Zhang Yi’s expression darkened instantly.

”Compatriots my ass!”

All the ethnic Huaxu passengers began cursing.

”Bastard! Stop spouting nonsense! Who the hell are you calling compatriots?”

”It’s just an ID card and a household register! We share no blood ties—stop being disgusting!”

The woman seemed determined to fight for her case. She patted her child, who stepped forward and loudly recited an essay titled ”I Love My Motherland!”

”I, Chocolate, was born a Huaxu citizen! I love my motherland!”

”Don’t doubt my loyalty just because of my appearance.”

”Black dragons are also dragons!”

Zhang Yi felt his stomach churn—he genuinely wanted to vomit.

Some passengers couldn’t take it either. Ma Wenzheng leaned over the railing and shouted, ”Little darkie, you don’t belong to Huaxu. This isn’t your place!”

Chocolate grew frantic, knowing this ship was their only hope for survival. He pointed angrily at Ma Wenzheng and yelled, ”You’re the ones who should leave!”

However, not everyone shared the same opinion.

For instance, Zhou Andi—the foreign-worshipping lapdog from earlier—adjusted his glasses and spoke with an air of worldly concern.

”He’s just a child. Regardless of his father’s origin, his mother is undeniably Huaxu.”

Noticing the surrounding gazes, he elaborated confidently,

”Historically, the Huaxu ethnicity has always been an amalgamation of many peoples. We even had Kunlun slaves in ancient times. I think we can accept them.”

Chocolate’s mother continued pleading with Zhang Yi.

”Please treat us equally—we’re Huaxu citizens! You can’t discriminate against us. This is wrong!”

Zhang Yi rubbed his nose.

”Honestly, I’m not the most educated guy.”

”Nor do I have particularly high ideological awareness.”

He smiled at the woman who had married a foreigner and pointed at her and her child.

”I just plain dislike people like you. So today, you’re not setting foot on my ship.”

The woman pointed at Zhang Yi, nearly choking on her words.

”You—you—you’re bullying us! Waaah!”

She burst into loud sobs right in front of everyone.

”This is so unfair! Why won’t you let us board? What rule have we broken?”

Zhang Yi laughed. ”Oh, you’ve broken no rules. I just don’t want you on my ship. What are you gonna do about it?”

He leaned down tauntingly. ”Mad?”

He couldn’t be bothered to reason with someone so delusional—direct confrontation was more his style.

The woman hugged her child and wailed. Morian, seeing the hopelessness of the situation, shook his head helplessly.

Then, without another glance at his wife and child, he silently disappeared into the crowd.

Originally, they had planned for the woman to board first, then secretly lower a rope for him to climb up. But with that plan foiled, he had no intention of shouldering the burden.

As before, he chose to abandon them.

The woman and Chocolate cried hysterically at the port.

Some bystanders couldn’t bear it and tried pulling them away.

The woman slapped the ground and screamed, ”I won’t leave! I refuse!”

The crowd grew impatient. ”Do whatever you want, but don’t block the way! We’re still waiting to board!”

These weren’t the old days—her public meltdown wouldn’t guilt-trip Zhang Yi into submission.

Everyone had their own problems. Nobody had patience for her tantrums—it was just annoying.

However, her outburst reignited chaos at the scene.

Some genuinely pitied the child, reigniting hope in others.

A blonde woman carrying a child approached Zhang Yi directly.

Her face was devoid of hope, as lifeless as a wooden puppet.

”Can you save my child? He’s so young... I don’t want his life to end like this.”

”It’s fine if I die, but please let my son live.”

Author’s Note