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

After leaving Zhang Hui's villa, Li Ya finally couldn't help but lower her voice and ask, "Brother Lin, why don't we just go and take care of Chang Chengye?"

In her view, the key to solving the problem is to first eliminate the ringleader, Chang Chengye, the culprit. This would likely resolve many issues.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen's lips curled into a smile that was both amused and calculating: "I'm trying to achieve the best of both worlds, or even kill three birds with one stone."

"Didn't Zhang Hui just say that the military supplies won't be fully delivered for another six or seven days? I'm still a little hesitant to rob the military. But robbing Chang Chengye..."

He paused, his laughter laced with undisguised predatory intent: "Heh heh, I won't hold back at all. When he thinks he has everything ready, sitting on a mountain of gold, wouldn't it be even more satisfying to take it all?"

Li Ya looked at him helplessly: "We already have mountains of supplies, why are you still thinking about 'stealing'?"

She simply couldn't understand Lin Chen's almost instinctive obsession with collecting things.

Lin Chen's expression instantly turned extremely serious. He stopped and looked at Li Ya in the dim night: "Xiao Ya, you must understand one thing: the world we know is gone forever. And it can no longer produce any supplies. Every resource we have now is becoming increasingly scarce. The more we collect now, the more hope we have for survival in the future, and the more confidence we have to face unknown crises. All of this is for survival."

"But don't we have your Creation Pearl space? Can't we produce things there?" Li Ya thought of that warm and strange world.

Lin Chen frowned slightly, his voice carrying a hint of doubt he hadn't shown before: "This is exactly what I've been observing and worrying about lately."

"That space was indeed wondrous, but I found that apart from the newly sprouted grass and a few small trees that resembled the saplings of the Tree of Creation, there were almost no other living things inside."

"There are no fish or shrimp in the water, not even microorganisms, and nothing grows on the land except for that kind of grass. I'm still not sure if the seeds of ordinary crops from our world could grow normally and produce edible fruit in it."

He glanced at Li Ya: "The cattle and sheep have eaten that grass without any problems, but you wouldn't want us to eat grass every day, would you?"

Li Ya pouted: "They don't eat grass, so you let Sister Meijiao and the others in because..."

"Conduct planting experiments." Lin Chen nodded. "We must verify the survival conditions and yield efficiency of ordinary crops in this environment. Before the final results are available, we cannot place all our hopes on an uncertain space."

"Therefore, we must not let go of these readily available large quantities of resources from the outside world, especially those in the hands of the enemy. This will not only weaken the enemy, but also truly strengthen ourselves."

At this point, a sharp glint flashed in Lin Chen's eyes as he silently thought, "Besides, for someone like Chang Hao... wouldn't killing him directly be too lenient?"

"In my past life, he chased me relentlessly, leaving me with nowhere to run. In this life, I will take away everything he relies on, one by one, and crush him from the clouds into the mud. Watching him lose everything, his dignity stripped away, and struggle in despair... that will be much more 'satisfying' than simply ending it with a single blow."

Strictly speaking, in the previous life, it was Lin Chen's team that clashed with Chang Hao first, and the two sides were almost mortal enemies.

But in this life, Lin Chen, now possessing foresight and immense power, clearly intends to repay the "pursuit" of his past life in a more thorough and ruthless manner.

"Let's go," Lin Chen said, his expression hardening. "Let's get your father out safely first. We'll deal with the Chang family father and son later."

Before long, the two had quietly crept into the shadows of Building No. 1.

Lin Chen looked up to estimate the location, and his spatial ability was activated silently. In the next instant, the two of them appeared in the cold corridor on the thirteenth floor.

The two guards standing outside room 1302 were shivering in their thin cotton coats. Before they could react to the two people who suddenly appeared in front of them, Lin Chen's figure had already swept past like a ghost.

The blade flashed in the dim light, and thin red marks appeared on both men's necks at the same time, their faces frozen in shock.

Lin Chen reached out to support their bodies as they were about to collapse, gently laying them down to avoid making a sound.

The door was unlocked, ajar, and intermittent, suppressed coughing could be heard coming from inside.

Li Ya's heart clenched instantly.

The two slipped inside. The living room was empty, with only a few charred remains of fires long since extinguished and reduced to ashes on the floor.

The coughing sound came from the direction of the master bedroom, clearer and more labored.

Li Ya could no longer contain herself and rushed over to push open the door to the master bedroom.

An old man was curled up on the bed, coughing violently under a few thin blankets.

It was Li Zhenbang, a once-powerful figure in the business world, who was now trapped in this cold bedroom, suffering from illness and the bitter cold.

"Dad..." Li Ya's voice trembled, tears instantly blurring her vision and rolling down her cheeks.

Li Zhenbang was startled awake by the voice that haunted his dreams. He struggled to open his cloudy eyes and looked over with blurry vision: "Xiao...Xiao Ya?"

His voice was hoarse and weak, filled with disbelief and disorientation, "Am I... about to leave? I'm even hallucinating... How did Xiaoya end up here..."

"It's not a hallucination! Dad, it's me! It really is me!" Li Ya rushed to the bedside, tightly grasping her father's cold, withered hand, pressing it against her tear-streaked cheek. "I'm here, I've come to take you away!"

The real touch and temperature jolted Li Zhenbang awake. His eyes widened, and he excitedly tried to sit up, only to be met with an even more violent cough: "Xiaoya?! It really is you! You... how did you get here?"

"Did Chang Hao catch you? You foolish child! Didn't I warn you to be careful? Why did you walk right into his trap?" In his anxiety, his breathing became even more unsteady.

"No, Dad, I wasn't arrested." Li Ya shook her head, crying, and explained quickly, "Lin Ge and I sneaked in. We've come to take you away, to Shanshui Garden, to our home!"

The father and daughter tearfully recounted their situation to each other.

Li Zhenbang failed to awaken his supernatural abilities. His old and frail body was already overwhelmed by the extreme cold. He developed a high fever and persistent cough from noon onwards. Coupled with his deep anxiety, his condition deteriorated rapidly.

Without timely treatment, the prognosis is likely grim.

"Dad, come with me! Our shelter has doctors and healing-type ability users, they can definitely cure you!" Li Ya held his hand tightly, as if she could hold onto his slowly fading life force.

"No...no need, Xiaoya." Li Zhenbang shook his head with difficulty, his eyes tired but satisfied. "Being able to see you one last time before I die...Dad...has no regrets."

His voice trailed off, growing softer and softer: "The people I've wronged the most in my life are your mother and you. This sin can never be atoned... Now that things have come to this, I can't let you be a burden... Go quickly, don't worry about me... Don't let the Chang family find out..."

"And... in the future, don't hate your aunts... and your brothers and sisters too much. It's all... it's all my fault..."

When a person is about to die, their words are kind; when a bird is about to perish, its song is mournful.

This old man, who once held immense power, spoke only of deep remorse and a helpless reconciliation as his life was about to end.

Perhaps it was because he had seen his daughter that his last obsession was over, and his life force was visibly fading away. His eyes quickly became unfocused, and his voice became barely audible.

"Xiaoya, it's too late!" Lin Chen, who was on guard nearby, stepped forward quickly, his tone resolute. "We must take Uncle back for emergency treatment immediately, or it will really be too late!"

Li Ya suddenly realized what was happening and looked at Lin Chen in a panic: "Brother Lin! Save my dad! Please!"

"You guys go into the space first!" Lin Chen no longer hesitated, bent down and carefully wrapped the unconscious Li Zhenbang tightly with the mattress, picked him up in one arm, and at the same time held Li Ya with his other hand.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared from the cold room and appeared on the warm and moist grass under the Primordial Tree in the Creation Pearl space.

Lin Chen quickly took out a soft mattress, laid it out, and carefully placed Li Zhenbang on it.

"Take good care of Uncle!" He hurriedly instructed the tearful Li Ya before disappearing from the space, as he had to rush back to the shelter as quickly as possible.