Apocalypse: The Primordial Pearl Recognizes Its Master, Starting with Infinite Space

After listening to Duan Rong's story, Lin Chen remained silent for a few seconds, his gaze sweeping across the hazy sky in the distance.

"Alright," he finally spoke, his voice calm and even. "I can give it a try."

Duan Rong suddenly raised her head, her brows, which had been furrowed for days, suddenly relaxed, and her eyes burst forth with a burning light.

Lin Chen said no more and turned to leave. Things were basically running smoothly at the shelter, so taking a short break wasn't a big deal.

"Boss Lin!" Seeing Lin Chen's retreating figure as if he were about to go alone, Duan Rong hurriedly stepped forward, her voice rising slightly with urgency, "Could...could you take me with you? I want to go with you!"

Lin Chen paused, turning his head to look at her.

Duan Rong quickly explained, speaking rapidly, "I'm familiar with the internal structure of the Canton Tower, so I might be able to help! Besides... Tian Tian is my best friend, I... I want to see her safe with my own eyes!"

Her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, her eyes filled with a mixture of pleading and barely concealed anxiety.

Lin Chen sized her up for a moment, seemingly assessing the value of her companionship and the potential trouble it might bring.

A few seconds later, he uttered a single word:

"OK."

"However, there are some things I need to say beforehand." Lin Chen's gaze returned to her face. His gaze was not stern, but it had a kind of penetrating clarity and coldness.

"I only save those who 'deserve to be saved,' those whose hearts are not corrupted and who know gratitude. As for those who have been driven mad by the end times, or those who are inherently evil..."

He paused, speaking each word clearly and slowly: "When we arrive at our destination, who can be taken away and who must remain is my decision, my word. You have no right to question it."

Before Duan Rong could react, he continued, his tone carrying an almost cruel clarity: "And don't give me any moral high ground about 'equality of life' or 'failure to help.' Officer Duan, this is the apocalypse. We can try our best to be human, but we must never be saints. My shelter doesn't harbor parasites, much less ungrateful wretches."

His gaze locked onto Duan Rong: "You must understand these words, and remember them. If you try to interfere with my decision out of sympathy or past professional habits, or if you have any complaints afterward..." Lin Chen's voice turned cold, "Even if you were now wearing the Inner City Guard's uniform, I would throw you out immediately. Understand?"

Duan Rong was rooted to the spot by this series of blunt and almost cold words. Her heart clenched, but then she nodded hard and heavily.

"I understand!" Her voice was a little dry, but unusually firm. "Boss Lin, I understand what you mean. I'm not... not the kind of person who can't tell the situation apart."

As a frontline security officer, she has witnessed too much of the ugliness of human nature exposed in desperate situations, and has personally dealt with many unpleasant cases of gratitude turning into resentment.

Seeing that Duan Rong had indeed understood his meaning.

"Let's go, stay close."

After saying that, he didn't linger and walked straight towards the entrance of the shelter.

Duan Rong was taken aback at first, but then suppressed her turbulent emotions and quickly followed Lin Chen's steps.

Arriving at the gate of the shelter, Lin Chen stopped and suddenly turned to Duan Rong with a grin.

That smile carried a hint of mockery, yet also an indescribable wildness.

Before Duan Rong could react, he reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Ah!" Duan Rong exclaimed sharply, her body tensing instantly.

Those arms were strong and powerful, carrying an irresistible force.

Then, the world began to fold and stretch in a bizarre way.

Lin Chen made a move.

The Level 3 spatial teleportation ability allows the user to travel 500 meters with each surge.

Combined with a terrifying physique comparable to a fifth-tier superhuman, he transformed into a true phantom on this icy ruin.

Duan Rong felt the wind howling in her ears like a ghost's wail, and the scenery in front of her rushed backward, stretched, and distorted into blurry blocks of color.

She immediately realized that at such a terrifying speed, she wouldn't be able to keep up, let alone even discern the direction.

Being carried forward by him at this moment is the only option.

However, her body, which had never been so intimately connected with a man before, honestly reflected her helplessness.

The warmth and strength emanating from her waist were clear and scorching, and the unique hormonal scent emanating from him filled her nostrils, making her body stiffen and her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Fortunately, the fierce cold wind around me barely suppressed the strange, unsettling restlessness in my heart, until—I got used to it and returned to normal.

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The official shelter in Guangzhou, with a temporary material handover area set up on the outskirts.

Although the snowstorm had not stopped, a long line of military trucks had formed on a road that had been urgently cleared, their engines humming low.

Chief of Staff Chen Jianhua, wearing a heavy military overcoat, was standing under a makeshift shed with Zhang Hui, who was in charge of the matter for the Chang family, checking the list item by item.

"This batch is fifty tons of compressed dry rations and canned goods," an officer reported loudly, as soldiers behind him unloaded crates bearing military markings from a truck.

Zhang Hui smiled broadly and nodded repeatedly, "Thank you so much, Staff Officer Chen, and all the brothers! This is truly a timely help!"

Chen Jianhua's expression was serious as he waved his hand: "Today, as you requested, we have already prioritized sending you a considerable amount of weapons and cold-weather clothing, which should be enough for your emergency needs. Now that the agreement has been made, we will naturally fulfill it."

For the military, giving these supplies to the Chang family would mean they would still have to deal with the zombies.

By this calculation, the military didn't lose out on the deal, especially since they also gained Professor Tang in return.

The two sides began working together yesterday to clear the connecting passage between them, but this was only to clear the zombies from the streets, and the military suffered relatively few losses.

The most difficult part of fighting these disorganized zombies is urban warfare.

The Chang family paid the price of losing dozens of low-level ability users.

The main problem is that there are now quite a few second-tier individuals among the zombies, and the Chang family, unlike the military, doesn't travel in armored vehicles.

Fortunately, the two sides were not far apart; otherwise, the Chang family would have paid an even more devastating price.

"We still have to thank Staff Officer Chen. If it weren't for your help, we don't know how many more people we would have lost." Zhang Hui was quite honest.

"No need to thank us. We just hope you can make good use of these supplies to clear out more zombies and rescue more Chinese people."

"Definitely, definitely."

The military promised to exchange hundreds of thousands of tons of supplies, which would take at least seven or eight days to transport even with 500 heavy trucks working day and night.

The scale was enormous, and the commotion was naturally considerable.

The Chang family would never let go of such a golden opportunity for publicity.

"Strong military support," "Military and civilians united to fight the apocalypse," "The most reliable shelter in Guangzhou"... such messages have already spread rapidly through online channels and word of mouth.

The effect was immediate. Many groups of survivors in the surrounding area, who were on the verge of despair under the dual pressure of the cold and the horde of zombies and were unable to travel far, flocked to the area with their families as if they had found a lifeline.

At the entrance of the shelter, the line for registration was very long, and the shelter was visibly bustling with activity.