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

Chen Wei was being supported by two people, his legs trembling like a leaf.

The wet patch on his crotch had frozen solid, sticking hard to his leg, making him look both pathetic and ridiculous.

But there was no hint of amusement on his face, only overwhelming fear.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Yang, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Chen Yang walked up to him.

Why didn't you run just now?

It took Chen Wei a long time to finally squeeze out a sentence:

"I... I wanted to run away... but when that person left, they glared at me, and then... I couldn't move..."

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his face streaked with tears and snot: "Brother Yang, please let me go! I know I was wrong, I'll never do it again! We're from the same village, we're from the same family, you can't..."

"Brother Yang!" Xiao Jie strode forward, his face filled with urgency. "You can't be soft-hearted! If it weren't for that Mr. Lin, we'd all be dead here today!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Several people nearby chimed in, "We can't let this traitor get away!"

"You were lucky this time, but what about next time?"

Chen Yang didn't say anything.

Looking at Chen Wei's tear-streaked face, he was filled with memories of the past years—coming from the village together, working in the city together, drinking and boasting together, and talking about how they would make it big and come back to the village to build houses.

When were those days?

He suddenly felt very tired.

"Give him a quick death," he said.

Xiao Jie was stunned for a moment.

Chen Yang didn't look at him, but stared into Xiao Jie's eyes: "We're all from the same village, don't torture him."

Chen Wei's wailing stopped abruptly.

The next second, he knelt down like a madman, banging his head on the ground repeatedly: "Brother Yang! Brother Yang! I beg you! Please don't—"

Xiao Jie and Xiao Bin exchanged a glance and then didn't hesitate any longer.

The two men grabbed Chen Wei, one on each side, and dragged him toward the empty shop in the distance. The other men followed.

The cries faded into the distance.

Then, a desperate scream came from next door.

very short.

And then that was it.

Chen Yang stood still, motionless.

Chen Lan glanced at him secretly, but didn't dare to say anything.

After a while, Xiao Jie and the others returned. No one mentioned what had just happened; they simply stood back in their original positions, waiting for Chen Yang to speak.

Chen Lan waited a while longer, then finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what should we do next?"

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on Chen Yang.

Chen Yang didn't rush to answer, but began to ponder—that person surnamed Lin was going to find Hu San, and from the tone of his voice, it seemed like he wanted to discuss some kind of cooperation.

Since he wasn't going to kill anyone, there's a good chance Hu Sanshi will still be alive.

As long as I'm alive, I'll keep looking for them.

Dongguan is only so big; they've already hidden themselves in every possible place.

With Hu San's current strength, finding them is becoming increasingly easy, but leaving Dongguan City...

The roads outside had long been blocked by snow. Nobody knew how many zombies were buried under the snow.

He remained silent for a long time.

"We can't stay in Dongguan anymore," he said, his voice a little hoarse. "That person went to talk to Hu San about cooperation, not to kill him. After the talks, Hu San will still be Hu San, and we will still be us."

He paused, then said, "We have to leave, leave Dongguan."

No one objected.

But everyone was watching him.

Let him make a decision.

Chen Yang looked around and said in a deep voice, "We have three places to go: Guangzhou, Shenzhen, and Huizhou. Let's discuss which way to go."

Everyone looked at each other.

No one spoke.

This team traveled all the way from Guangxi Province to here, and Chen Yang made all the decisions, big and small.

Let them fight, fine, but use their brains?

"Let's go to Guangzhou."

A voice suddenly rang out.

Chen Yang turned his head and looked—it was Wen Ruan.

The others were also taken aback and all looked at her.

Wen Ruan pursed her lips and continued:

"What we fear most is the danger on the road, and we dare not leave Dongguan City."

"We have no idea how many zombies are buried under the snow, or whether a high-level mutated beast might suddenly appear in front of us."

She paused, then turned her gaze to Chen Yang: "But that Mr. Lin is from Guangzhou."

Chen Yang's eyebrows twitched.

"The fact that he was able to get here safely means that the route he took was relatively safe. Even if there were any powerful zombies, he should have already dealt with them."

Wen Ruan's voice was not loud, but it was clear and logical:

"If we just follow the direction he came from, we can at least avoid most of the high-level threats."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and said nothing more.

After a moment of silence, some people slowly nodded.

"That makes sense..."

"Yes, yes, following that person's path is better than wandering around blindly."

Wen Ruan added, "Furthermore, I suspect Mr. Lin was traveling along the highway."

Chen Yang looked at her and nodded: "Okay, then Guangzhou."

So everyone started packing their bags and headed towards the highway exit.

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Lin Chen's situation was much simpler.

He grabbed Qiang Ge by the back of his collar with one hand, like carrying a dead dog, and led Yuan Zai in the direction Qiang Ge pointed, and they took off running.

Qiang Ge only felt the wind whistling past his ears, and the scenery in front of him rushed backward, making it impossible to see what was happening.

He opened his mouth to shout, but the wind rushed into his throat, choking him and making his eyes roll back.

Yuanzai followed beside him with his short legs, running around easily and comfortably, occasionally turning his head to glance at Qiang Ge, who was being dragged around in a daze.

The group of thugs behind him stood dumbfounded at the mall entrance, watching the man and the bear disappear into the snow in the blink of an eye, and no one dared to chase after them for a long time.

Less than two minutes.

Lin Chen stopped not far from the gate of a factory.

A large plaque hangs on the lintel of the main gate, with three striking characters: "Fierce Tiger Gang".

Lin Chen withdrew his gaze and casually tossed Qiang Ge to the ground.

Qiang Ge landed face down in the snow, his mouth full of snow, and remained motionless for a long time.

Lin Chen patted the dust off his hands and looked down.

"Xiaoqiang, is this the place?"

No response?

Qiang Ge lay on the ground, his eyes unfocused and his mouth slightly open, clearly still not recovered from the "high-speed dragging" he had just experienced.

Lin Chen raised his foot and kicked him lightly.

"Huh?!" Qiang Ge jumped up from the snow, scrambling to his feet. "Y-yes, yes, yes! This is it!"

Lin Chen nodded.

"Then let's go in."

Without saying a word, Qiang Ge scurried ahead to lead the way, bending over like a shrimp.

Now he fully understood that this person was someone he couldn't afford to offend. Leading the way obediently might offer him a chance to survive.

As soon as the two men and the bear arrived at the factory gate, the door to the security booth next to them opened.

Seven or eight people emerged, all wrapped up like rice dumplings, wearing cotton-padded jackets over overcoats, and scarves over the overcoats, with only their eyes showing.

The leader recognized Brother Qiang at a glance and immediately bowed and scraped as he came forward to greet him.

"Brother Qiang is back? Thank you for your hard work!"

Brother Qiang grunted in agreement, trying his best to maintain his usual boss-like demeanor.

However, his face was still covered with beads of sweat and ice crystals that hadn't been wiped away, and his calves were still cramping, so his attempt at maintaining a certain air was somewhat forced.

"We have a distinguished guest today," he cleared his throat, "I'll take the guest in to see Brother Tiger."

The leader paused for a moment, his gaze passing over Brother Qiang and landing on Lin Chen.

Young, unfamiliar face, not dressed warmly, standing in the snow as if nothing was wrong.

Looking back, he froze completely.

A giant panda.

Black and white, fluffy, round, with little eyes looking around.

"...What...what is this?"

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask." Brother Qiang's face hardened.

The leader quickly averted his gaze, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes, please come in!"

The group of people all took a step back.