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

At first, Li Ya frequently made mistakes, her heart pounding like a drum. However, with the extraordinary body control brought by her superpower and Lin Chen's calm guidance, she gradually steadied her breathing and trembling wrists, and her shooting accuracy slowly increased to about 50%.

When using his special ability, he gradually became more conscious of controlling the output power and shooting angle, instead of initially scattering his weapons in a panic.

When the last staggering figure in the square finally collapsed, it was nearly 2 p.m.

The sustained high-intensity focus and the depletion of their special abilities left both of them feeling noticeably tired and hungry.

They moved the battlefield to the plaza. Lin Chen quickly cleared away the zombie corpses, while Li Ya was responsible for guarding the area.

All the corpses were temporarily stored in the space, and the extraction of the crystal cores would be postponed until it was safe to do so.

After cleaning up, the two cautiously retreated to a milk tea shop that was already empty and whose locks had been broken to rest for a while.

Lin Chen took out high-energy compressed biscuits, beef jerky, and boxed room-temperature milk from his spatial storage and handed them to her.

The two leaned against the cold booth, silently and quickly swallowing their simple food, their eyes constantly and warily fixed on the glass door outside.

The blood-red rain showed no signs of stopping. Large raindrops pounded on the plastic awnings of the shops, making a dense and muffled "patter" sound. They gathered into streams and meandered down the drainage channels, eventually dripping onto the already stained ground of the square.

The scarlet rain seemed to have a life of its own, spreading rapidly and greedily devouring the gray-white paving stones, turning the entire wide road into a constantly writhing and spreading scarlet "carpet".

The intense, suffocating color seeped into every crack in the brickwork, overflowing the messy tire tracks and shoe prints, carrying away lost cell phones, broken high heels, scattered flyers... making one's heart clench and a chill run down one's spine.

Li Ya took a sip of milk; the warm liquid briefly soothed her stomach, but it did nothing to dispel the ever-spreading chill in her heart.

She suddenly spoke in a low voice, her voice a little hoarse: "Brother Lin... why haven't we seen any police or heard any movement from the army yet? Is it... is there still hope outside, that they are organizing a rescue operation?"

Lin Chen did not answer immediately.

He gazed at her silently, his eyes as calm as a still, ancient well, yet seemingly able to pierce through all illusory hopes: "Our country's soldiers train daily even in peacetime, always ready for war; the city's police patrol the streets and alleys every day, handling all sorts of incidents. Think about it—when that 'blood rain' suddenly falls without warning, who will be the first to be exposed to the open, with no time and nowhere to hide?"

Li Ya's hand holding the milk carton trembled suddenly, the edge of the carton was unconsciously squeezed out of shape, and a few drops of milky white liquid splashed onto her trouser leg, quickly spreading into a small wet patch.

She instantly understood, and a bone-chilling cold shot from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Those in uniforms were the first to stand on the streets directing traffic, guarding key posts, and rushing into the chaotic crowds to try to maintain order.

If even they couldn't escape it, and many even turned into those roaming monsters outside—

Therefore, the so-called "organized rescue" may have been nothing more than a pale and powerless wish born out of despair from the very beginning.

The last glimmer of hope for the possible return of the old order shattered silently and completely in her heart, like a fragile piece of glass.

Peace is truly over.

The end times have truly arrived.

She felt a tightness in her chest, as if an invisible, cold hand was gripping her heart tightly, squeezing it harder and harder until she could barely breathe.

Lin Chen's gaze passed through the vast rain curtain and landed on something further away—the blurry outline of Guangzhou University Town.

He remembered it clearly: in his previous life, in that area, a small-time hoodlum who used to hang out on the streets survived the bloodbath by sheer luck. Instead of turning into a zombie, he became one of the first lucky ones to awaken his superpowers.

After awakening, the man's personality changed drastically, and he became extremely ruthless. He quickly used the art academy as a base to coerce a large number of students and plunder surrounding resources. In just half a month, he gathered a vicious gang of thugs, dominated the entire university town area, and caused countless tragedies.

"In this life, I have also chosen this place as my foundation." He thought coldly to himself, "If that guy is still 'lucky' enough to survive and awaken... then let's see if he can live to see the first day of the apocalypse."

That person must be closely monitored, and even... eliminated as a priority.

He didn't want to plant a brutal and insane time bomb near his carefully crafted university town stronghold, disrupting his entire plan.

The two quickly finished their beef jerky and milk. The food was simple, but it was enough to replenish the energy they had used up in the intense battle.

They rested on the cold sofas in the milk tea shop for less than twenty minutes before Lin Chen stood up first.

"Let's go." His voice was low but carried an undeniable decisiveness.

Li Ya immediately got up and followed, her eyes no longer showing the initial panic, but instead a firmness tempered by the pressure of survival.

Her adaptation and growth rate are indeed far beyond that of ordinary people.

Their goal for this trip was clear: to thoroughly clean up the interior of the "Shangyue Tiandi" shopping mall and remove all usable supplies.

Although Lin Chen's supernatural space was already filled with strategic reserves worth trillions, in this apocalypse where resources would be rapidly depleted, there was never too much of anything—especially daily necessities. They were not only a guarantee of survival but also the hard currency for building power in the future.

Donning their heavy raincoats again, the two stepped back into the mall's main entrance.

The lobby on the first floor was a scene of utter devastation: an overturned information desk, shattered glass cosmetics display cases, high heels, jewelry, and broken packaging boxes scattered all over the floor... Several zombie corpses lay across the smooth marble floor in the center, with clear bullet holes between their eyebrows, a testament to Lin Chen's precise long-range sniping earlier.

The two took off their raincoats at the entrance and put them away before beginning a systematic cleaning process inside.

Lin Chen led the way with a silenced pistol, followed closely by Li Ya, her eyes scanning every corner warily.

They first went down to the large supermarket on the B1 level.

The space here is open and filled with shelves, but dangers also lurk within.

Lin Chen quickly cleared away the few zombies wandering near the fresh food area to ensure a safe environment.

His gaze then fell upon the mountains of supplies: boxes of canned goods, walls of instant noodles, trays of bottled water, and various daily necessities such as toilet paper and toothpaste.

With a slight thought, Lin Chen caused rows upon rows of metal shelves displaying the goods to vanish into thin air, leaving the ground instantly empty and clean, as if the goods had never existed.

Next came the freezers in the fresh produce section, the freezer in the kitchen, the staff storage room... He took all the uncontaminated and usable supplies, regardless of type.

The entire process was efficient and quiet, exuding an undeniable sense of control.