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

"It's a dream... my dream...!"

The pleasant sound of the phone alarm clock shattered the silence right on time, abruptly pulling Lin Chen back to reality from the boundless darkness.

He sat up abruptly, a lingering, illusory pain in his chest, as if the blade of betrayal was still stuck in his heart.

His hand instinctively went to his chest—the skin was smooth and intact, without wounds or bloodstains, only a thin layer of cold sweat.

"...I'm not dead?"

Looking around: the rented room is less than 20 square meters, the walls are covered with posters of outdated actresses, the edges curled and yellowed; the table is piled with takeout boxes and instant noodle buckets, and the air is filled with the smell of overnight cigarette smoke and cheap laundry detergent.

This is the "nest" he rented before the apocalypse, a typical urban island.

The landlord is a notorious "rent collector" in the area, always wearing yellowed plastic slippers, either collecting rent or on his way to collect rent.

However, this person only cared about money. As long as the rent was paid on time every month, he didn't bother with anything else, which allowed him to have some peace and quiet.

He rushed to the desk and grabbed the phone. The screen lit up, displaying the time clearly:

2035年8月16日，08:08:23

"2035? August 16th?!"

Lin Chen's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart pounded like a drum.

He remembered it all too clearly—

The apocalypse will begin at 9:9 AM on September 15, 2035.

A global "blood rain catastrophe" descends simultaneously, with the zombie virus invading the human body through rainwater, causing human civilization to collapse overnight.

In other words...

He was reborn, returning to exactly thirty days before the apocalypse.

"It's not a dream..." He pinched his thigh hard, gasping in pain. "I'm really back."

He walked briskly to the bathroom mirror.

The man in the mirror was twenty-five years old, tall and broad-shouldered, with distinct features, but he had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his gaze was numb and tired, as if he had been drained by life.

I grew up in an orphanage, with no relatives or friends. I've been in Guangzhou for half a year and have no friends.

During the day, I work as a designer at a small company, and at night I retreat to my room to order takeout, watch videos, and play games.

Life is as bland as stagnant water, without any ripples or hope.

But now—

"Heh..." Lin Chen suddenly laughed. His laughter was as cold as a blade, and there was no longer any confusion in his eyes. "In this life, I will only live for myself."

Brotherhood? Loyalty? It's all bullshit.

"Zhao Kai, Li Qiang, Heilong..." he muttered the three names under his breath, his knuckles clenching so tightly they turned white and cracked. "One month from now, I will kill you all with my own hands."

Of the three, the one he hated the most was Zhao Kai, who had once called him brother but ultimately betrayed him.

Unfortunately, he only met these people after the apocalypse.

Today, they may still be living aimlessly in some corner of Guangzhou, or they may be full of vigor and ambition.

In this city of over 20 million people, there was no way to find them—he only remembered their respective locations when the apocalypse came.

But it's okay.

He has plenty of time to plan.

As I was pondering this, a surge of unfamiliar information suddenly flooded my mind:

The Primordial Creation Pearl is now bound to the host's soul.

Current level: Level 1

Function: Upgrades by absorbing high-energy substances; enhances the host's life level, randomly awakens S-rank or higher superpowers (superpower level cannot exceed the current level of the Creation Bead).

Charging cycle: 10 days

Contains "Seeds of the New World"; current space area: 400㎡ (approximately the size of a standard basketball court).

"It's true!"

Lin Chen flipped his palm, and a white bead that was neither gold nor jade appeared—exactly the same one he had worn on his chest before he died in his previous life, now gently surrounded by a pale purple halo.

Then, a flood of more information came in:

The Primordial Creation Pearl is a supreme treasure that existed at the beginning of the universe. There is only one in each universe, and it possesses the unparalleled power to "create another world".

He was revived by absorbing the blood of the dying man, reversed time, and took the man's soul back to the past.

He gently stroked the pearl, his voice low and hoarse: "Thank you... for saving me."

With a slight thought, the person was instantly sucked into the space inside the bead.

Before me lay a hazy and mysterious realm: in the center stood a small tree, half a person's height, its entire body shrouded in purple mist and flowing with spiritual energy; not far away, a spring about a meter square was gurgling, its water as clear as glass.

Lin Chen squatted down, parted the soft turf under his feet, grabbed a handful of damp black soil, and smelled it:

"I wonder if I can grow vegetables..."

He walked to the tree, his fingertips lightly touching the trunk, and a message naturally appeared:

"The Tree of Primordial Creation is rooted in Chaos."

This tree serves as the foundation of the space, capable of absorbing high-energy matter from the outside world for upgrading; its roots are deeply embedded in the boundless chaos, continuously drawing energy to maintain the operation of the entire space.

He came to the spring again, cupped the clear water in his hands, tilted his head back and drank it down.

A cool sensation entered my throat, and a warm current instantly spread throughout my body, while new information emerged:

"The Creation Spring can restore spiritual power. It automatically generates one Creation Crystal every day."

Lin Chen reached into the water and indeed touched a hexagonal crystal the size of a billiard ball, crystal clear and containing a faint light.

【Creation Crystal】

Effect: Awakens the user's superpower at least A+ level, and makes them loyal to the host (the host cannot use this ability).

"Loyalty? How loyal can someone be?" Lin Chen really wanted to find someone to test this out.

Looking around, there was nothing but trees, springs, land, and the white mist that lingered at the edges.

He squinted and quickly sorted through all the information.

Suddenly remembering something, he took out his phone and glanced at it—08:15:48.

After waiting for another five minutes, I logged out of the space, and the computer time showed 08:20:50.

The internal and external time flow rates are completely synchronized.

Immediately afterward, a thought struck him, and he attempted to awaken his special ability through the Creation Pearl:

[S-Rank - Unlimited Space (Cannot be Upgraded)]

Casting distance: within 10 meters

Features: Unlimited capacity, time freeze, weight disregard

Cooldown time: None

Note: Live animals cannot be collected.

A warm yet powerful energy surged from the bead and flowed throughout the body.

Lin Chen immediately felt his physical body and mental strength surge, which was at least five times stronger than before, based on his experience from his previous life!

In his previous life, his A-level earth-type ability was initially only enhanced by two times, but now its effect is comparable to an A-level enhancement ability.

Then Lin Chen looked at the phone in his hand, and with a thought, the phone appeared in his supernatural space, and a minute later it reappeared in his hand.

The phone's time is one minute slower than the computer's time!

After the experiment was completed, Lin Chen's heart pounded violently.

The "cannot be upgraded" note, however, made him pause slightly before calming him down again.

Based on past life experience, a person can only possess one superpower. If this superpower cannot be upgraded, does that mean one will become a useless person?

There's also the rule that "his ability level cannot exceed the current level of the Creation Pearl"—does this mean that only when the Creation Pearl is upgraded can his ability break through?

He re-examined the information about the Primordial Creation Pearl: "Perhaps... it can grant me a second superpower, or even more?"

After all, it can be reawakened every 10 days after being fully charged. How could a treasure that can reverse time be just a one-time use item?

But what exactly are the high-energy substances needed to upgrade it? And how difficult is it?

After pondering for a moment, still not fully understanding, he decided to set aside his questions for the time being, and excitement surged within him once more: "An S-class infinite space to store supplies, a Primordial Creation Pearl to contain living beings... I still have a whole month to prepare! I'm going to stockpile everything I need!"

Before the laughter subsided, he quickly fell into deep thought.

What about money?

Opening the bank's app, the balance was clearly displayed: 52,380.

"With this little money, you can't even buy basic supplies, let alone weapons and medicine." He narrowed his eyes.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary office worker who didn't touch the lottery or dare to speculate in stocks, and had no way to get rich quickly.

When conventional methods fail, extraordinary measures must be employed. A cold glint flashed in his eyes: "After the apocalypse, order collapses, currency becomes worthless, and debts naturally go unpunished."

Without hesitation, he took action: increasing his Huabei credit limit, applying for Jiebei approval, applying for temporary credit card limits, and simultaneously applying to multiple online lending platforms.

An hour later, the account balance exceeded 86 yuan.

"The loan disbursement is really fast... Are these institutions just trying to fleece me?" He sneered, then frowned. "But 86... is still too little."

His gaze darkened, and he murmured, "It seems we can only fill the gap with 'zero-dollar purchases'."

For apocalyptic survivors, "zero-dollar shopping" is no longer a moral issue, but a survival instinct. Supermarkets, warehouses, docks... anywhere that can help people survive, they can take it.

Then, he opened the electronic map, swiped his finger across the border, and finally stopped on the map of the United States.

"Domestic arms control is extremely strict, and there's no way to get in on the black market. But gun ownership is legal in the US, freshwater resources are plentiful, and farms and warehouses are everywhere." A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. "Let's go over there and 'move' some supplies first."

However, a visa is required to travel to the United States.

"I need to get a tourist visa as soon as possible—ideally within a week," he muttered to himself. "While the bloodshed hasn't started yet, and order is still in place, plane tickets can be bought, and customs clearance is open... this is the last window of opportunity."

He turned on his computer and quickly compiled a concise purchasing list:

Weapons: Firearms and accessories, observation equipment, protective clothing, ammunition, and melee weapons

Survival-related items: durable food, water purification equipment, commonly used medicines and medical supplies, cold-weather clothing, snowmobiles

Infrastructure and Energy: Generators and fuel oil, solar energy systems, protective building materials, communication and lighting equipment

Tools and Specialties: Hand tools, high-yield crop seed bank, advanced medical kits, oxygen supply and disinfection supplies

The more detailed the list becomes, the clearer the thinking becomes.

In his previous life, he survived for five years by being cautious and using earth magic, but ultimately died from betrayal. In this life, he holds a priceless treasure, so how can he be a fish on someone else's chopping board again?

Just then—

My phone vibrated.

A message popped up in the company's work group:

Boss (@All Members): Everyone must be on duty by 9 AM this morning! We'll finish the urgent project overnight! Late arrivals will result in a deduction from full attendance, and any attempt to shirk responsibility will result in immediate dismissal!

Lin Chen stared at the screen and remained silent for three seconds.

In his previous life, he worked on this project for three consecutive nights, causing his immunity to plummet and nearly losing his life in the early stages of the apocalypse.

Now?

He slowly typed out a line of text, his fingertips moving without the slightest hesitation:

"I quit. You can smear the PPT yourself, you idiot."

send.

Block the boss.

Leave the group chat.

The movements were executed in one smooth, decisive motion.

Five years of repression, grievances, and attempts to please were completely shattered at this moment.

He lay back on the bed, stared at the ceiling, and let out a long breath.

The most important thing right now is—

It's about getting visas sorted and securing purchases. Every day before the apocalypse is precious and cannot be wasted.