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

Lin Chen and Li Ya darted quickly between the ruins and snow-covered streets.

To make it easier to hide, the two changed into all-white clothing, almost blending in with the surrounding snow.

The icy air stung their lungs as they inhaled, but their speed did not decrease at all.

Just twenty minutes later, the two had quietly arrived at the perimeter of the official shelter in Guangzhou.

The two places are only about 20 kilometers apart as the crow flies, but in the middle of this area, the two sides seem to have reached some kind of tacit agreement, neither of them has cleared the zombies here, allowing these wandering monsters to become a natural barrier.

At this moment, the entrance to the shelter is still not peaceful.

Countless military trucks were slowly driving in, their canopies tightly closed, obscuring the specific supplies, but the heavy, slow speed suggested that the loads were not light.

Personnel in military uniforms are handing over duties to the guards at the shelter.

"Are they military vehicles? Why are they still sending supplies here?" Li Ya asked in a low voice, as she hadn't paid much attention to this kind of intelligence before.

"I don't know," Lin Chen said, his sharp gaze sweeping over the convoy and defense arrangements. "It seems the military and Chang Chengye have reached some kind of cooperation."

Do you know where your father might be placed?

Li Ya shook her head, her eyes filled with complex emotions: "I don't know, I've never been here before."

"Then we need to find a mouthpiece." Lin Chen said calmly, his eyes narrowing as he searched for a target.

"Look at that person," Li Ya suddenly gestured, "He was just talking to someone from the military, and he looks like someone in charge."

The direction she was pointing was Zhang Hui, who had just finished handing over with Han Xiaoyang and was turning to leave.

Zhang Hui frowned, lost in thought as he walked, seemingly oblivious to the nods from the patrol members around him.

Lin Chen nodded: "Follow him."

Using the shadows of the buildings and the cover of night, the two skillfully evaded the patrolling personnel by taking advantage of Lin Chen's spatial teleportation ability.

Unaware of anything amiss, Zhang Hui walked alone down a relatively secluded path leading to the villa area, with snow-covered, bare trees lining the roadside.

Just as Zhang Hui was about to cross the woods, Lin Chen's figure appeared behind him like a ghost, delivering a precise hand chop.

Zhang Hui felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then everything went dark.

The next moment, Lin Chen, carrying the unconscious Zhang Hui, met up with Li Ya not far away, and then led the two of them into an empty room in a nearby building.

The room was filled with dust and a musty smell, with moonlight filtering in through a broken window, providing dim illumination.

Lin Chen put Zhang Hui down and woke him up.

Zhang Hui woke up with a groan, his vision blurry but focused, and the first thing he saw was a cold, handsome young face.

He was taken aback at first, then his pupils suddenly contracted—this face was all too "familiar" to him!

"Lin...!" he exclaimed instinctively, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he felt a cold metallic touch on his neck.

The blade of the Tang sword in Lin Chen's hand was firmly pressed against his skin, its chill penetrating to the bone.

He immediately clenched his teeth and swallowed the rest of the words, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.

"You know me?" Lin Chen raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised.

Zhang Hui forced himself to calm down and quickly shook his head: "No... I don't know you. But in the past two days, I've seen a lot of information and videos about you..."

He chose to tell part of the truth: Chang Chengye did indeed order them to repeatedly study the intelligence on Lin Chen and his shelter.

"Name." Lin Chen's voice was flat, but the blade tightened slightly.

"Zhang... Zhang Hui." His Adam's apple bobbed as he clearly felt the sharpness of the blade.

"Zhang Hui?" A flash of surprise crossed Lin Chen's eyes, and he narrowed them.

Fragments of memories from a past life surfaced—Chang Chengye's former secretary, who was said to be quite capable but met a tragic end.

"Chang Chengye's secretary?"

Zhang Hui was genuinely surprised this time, even forgetting the knife at his neck: "Mr. Lin... knows me?" He considered himself just a nobody, far from being famous.

"I've heard of it." Lin Chen neither confirmed nor denied, without explaining the source of the information.

In his previous life, he had only heard that this person died at the hands of Chang Chengye, and it was rumored to be related to Chang Hao, but he didn't know the details.

But this at least shows that this person is not a united front with the Chang family, and there may be gaps that can be exploited.

Lin Chen sheathed his Tang sword, but his gaze remained fixed on Zhang Hui.

"Now, we need some information from you. Information about Li Zhenbang, and what the Chang family is planning lately." He paused, his tone carrying an undeniable pressure. "Cooperate, and you might survive, even have a chance to leave this place. Don't cooperate..."

He didn't finish speaking, but the air in the room seemed to grow even colder.

Li Ya stepped forward from the shadows. Although she didn't speak, her clenched fists and tightly pressed lips revealed her nervousness and anticipation.

Zhang Hui leaned against the cold wall, his mind racing.

He knew he had stumbled into the most dangerous situation, but it could also be... a glimmer of hope in a desperate predicament.

He looked at Lin Chen, then glanced at Li Ya beside him, whose expression was complicated, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "...What do you want to know?"

"My father... Li Zhenbang, where is he now?" Li Ya stepped forward, her voice low but filled with urgency.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Hui replied, "Building 1, Room 1302."

"How is he? Is he injured?"

"It should be nothing serious, but I heard he caught a cold. He's currently being watched by Chang Hao's men and is under house arrest."

"Is he seriously ill? Has anyone given him medicine?" Li Ya frowned deeply.

"I don't know about that," Zhang Hui shook his head. "I've been coordinating with the military's supply shipments all day, so I'm not very clear about the situation there."

"What kind of deal did you make with the military?" Lin Chen's voice suddenly broke in, deep and scrutinizing.

Zhang Hui seemed to have anticipated this question, and answered with unusual decisiveness: "The Chang family used Professor Tang to exchange a batch of supplies with the military. The quantity was large, enough to support 500,000 people for a year, and it also included a large amount of weaponry."

He paused, as if checking the numbers in his mind, "There are also a hundred tracked troop carriers. All in all, the total quantity is probably several hundred thousand tons of supplies."

"The Chang family has already emptied several large underground parking lots in this area. All the supplies that have been transported here are now being moved into those underground parking lots."

"How far have we gotten?" Lin Chen pressed.

"Today is just the first batch; it will probably take seven or eight days to ship everything."

Lin Chen and Li Ya exchanged a glance.

They had no recollection of the name "Professor Tang," but for the military to be willing to pay such an astonishing price, this person must be extraordinary.

Upon learning that her father was out of immediate danger, Li Ya's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but doubts arose: "Who exactly is Professor Tang? Why is the military willing to invest so much?"

Zhang Hui organized his thoughts and replied, "I heard Chang Chengye mention that Professor Tang is a top biological expert in China, with a very high level of secrecy. You can't find any information about him through ordinary channels. Before the apocalypse, he came to Guangzhou for a meeting, but unexpectedly, his bodyguard turned into a zombie, and he himself was trapped... If it weren't for this disaster, the Chang family would never have had the chance to kidnap someone of this caliber."

As if remembering something, he added, "By the way, the core content of the 'Preliminary Classification and Characteristic Analysis of Superpowers and Zombies' report that the military previously released online is Professor Tang's research findings."

Upon hearing this, a genuine look of surprise flashed across Lin Chen's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the person who laid the foundation for today's understanding of supernatural abilities was this very person.

No wonder the military was willing to go to such lengths—this man's value truly far exceeded that of the supplies.

"Alright," Lin Chen's voice pulled the two, who were slightly lost in thought, back to reality. "Thank you for your cooperation."

With a slight flick of his wrist, the Tang sword that had been hovering near Zhang Hui's neck silently rose, its blade arcing in a cold, sharp arc in the dim light, poised to strike—

"Wait!" Zhang Hui's face turned pale, and he almost hissed out those two words.