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

More than ten minutes later, Lin Chen brought Yuanzai back to the Bao'an base.

It was Sister Qian again who led the way, and the journey was smooth and unobstructed, taking him directly back to Qin Lu's reception room.

Qin Lu and Xiao Yan were huddled together, heads close together, pointing at a hand-drawn map on the table.

"...We'll split into two groups then. You go to Shekou, and I'll go to Foxconn. We'll cordon off the people and seal off the supplies on-site. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on us will be killed..."

Xiao Yan nodded repeatedly, her eyes sparkling, as if she could already see the two bases falling into her hands.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

The two looked up at the same time and saw Lin Chen walking in leisurely, led by Sister Qian.

Qin Lu was stunned for a moment, then stood up with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Lin has only been gone for a little over an hour," she said, her tone slightly probing, "has he already ascertained the other party's situation?"

Lin Chen gave her a strange look. Did she not trust him at all?

He didn't say anything.

With a casual wave of his hand.

The two corpses slammed to the ground with a thud, rolled twice, and came to rest at Qin Lu's feet.

Bai Junming. Su Daqiang.

Qin Lu's smile froze on her face, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Xiao Yan exclaimed "Ah!" and jumped back, almost knocking over the chair behind her.

More than an hour.

In just over an hour, he killed two S-rank fourth-level leaders of major powers.

As if to suggest they weren't shocked enough, Lin Chen added:

"Incidentally, they also killed more than ten A-level enemies from both sides."

Qin Lu stared at the two corpses on the ground, her throat bobbed, and after a long while, she said excitedly:

"Mr. Lin..." She raised her head, her eyes completely changed, "Please wait a moment, I will take people to take over these two areas right away."

Lin Chen shrugged indifferently and led Yuanzai toward the sofa.

"Whatever you want."

Qin Lu took a deep breath, turned around and walked out. Xiao Yan quickly followed.

As soon as she stepped out of the gate, Qin Lu suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Xiao Yan almost bumped into her back.

"Sister Lu? What's wrong?"

Qin Lu didn't speak. She pulled Xiao Yan to the corner of the corridor and, after confirming that no one was around, lowered her voice and spoke.

"You stay."

Xiao Yan was taken aback.

Qin Lu paused, as if making a decision, and then spoke clearly, word by word:

"Treat Mr. Lin well and take him to the No. 1 permanent greenhouse."

Xiao Yan's face instantly fell, her expression full of reluctance.

"Sister Lu...are you really going to do this?" She lowered her voice, her tone filled with heartache. "You've been nurturing her since before the apocalypse, you've put so much effort into her..."

Qin Lu waved her hand dismissively.

"I did all this in the first place to prevent this day from coming." She looked at Xiao Yan calmly. "Now that we have a goal, we can't be anxious or aim too high."

She patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder.

"Hurry up and get on with your business. I need to leave quickly, or there won't be anything left."

She turned to leave, then paused, turned back, and added:

"If we can't raise the remaining 1.5 million crystal cores, we'll both be in deep trouble."

Xiao Yan opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end she could only nod helplessly.

"All right."

Qin Lu strode away to gather her men.

Xiao Yan stood there, watching her figure disappear, sighed, and turned to walk in another direction.

Lin Chen leaned back on the sofa, while Yuanzai dozed off at his feet.

He didn't notice what Xiao Yan and Qin Lu were whispering outside; he was busy doing calculations in his mind.

In Shekou, they collected about 200,000 crystal cores.

At Foxconn, they found over 400,000 [units of currency].

In addition to Qin Lu's deposit of 500,000 yuan.

He silently added it all up: 3.8 million.

More than expected.

Sure enough, these leaders had no shortage of supplies and were far stronger than the leaders in Yangcheng whose resources they had taken and who had been crippled by them. They also had a much larger stockpile of crystal cores.

But then, he frowned slightly.

He has already visited the three most populous cities in Guangdong Province.

How much can those smaller cities contribute? It's a long and arduous task!

Lin Chen was leaning back on the sofa, lost in thought, his mind still swirling with the idea of ​​crystal cores, when the door was suddenly pushed open gently.

A young female survivor walked in and stood respectfully in front of him.

"Mr. Lin," she said, bowing slightly, "Deputy Leader Yan Wan'er said she has some special gifts to present to you, but she would appreciate it if you would come with me."

Lin Chen snapped out of his daze and looked at her with some surprise.

"Yan Wan'er? Little Yan? A special gift?"

"Yes."

"What is it?"

The female survivor shook her head, her tone tinged with apology: "I don't know either."

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued.

He's now highly skilled and daring, and he's not afraid of being set up by others.

In this part of Shenzhen, the person who can threaten him is probably not even born yet.

He stood up and patted Yuanzai on the head.

"Let's go take a look."

Yuanzai groggily got up, shook his fur, and wobbled behind him.

Lin Chen nodded to the female survivor: "Lead the way."

Lin Chen followed the female survivor, bypassing several rows of abandoned workshops, and walked deeper into the base.

The road underfoot gradually became smoother, and the surrounding buildings became more orderly.

Before long, a standalone building came into view. It was a small, temperature-controlled workshop with the exterior painted in the blue paint commonly seen before the apocalypse.

There were four people standing at the door.

They were all women, all of them B-level superhumans.

Lin Chen paused, his gaze sweeping over them.

That's correct. S-class and A-class are high-ranking members of the same base.

A B-rank is at least a mainstay; they'd be fit to be a team leader in any faction.

Now you're assigned to guard the gate?

He glanced at the tightly closed workshop door, and his curiosity grew even stronger.

What important thing is hidden inside?

The female survivor who was leading the way stepped forward and nodded to the four guards at the gate as a greeting.

Then she turned around and looked at Lin Chen.

"Mr. Lin, this is as far as I can take you." She bowed slightly. "Deputy Chief Yan is already waiting for you inside."

After saying that, she stepped aside and gestured for him to proceed.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, but didn't ask any further questions, and led Yuanzai toward the door.

The four B-level guards glanced at him simultaneously, their eyes scrutinizing him, before quickly lowering their gazes without intervening.

The door slowly opened in front of him.

Lin Chen stepped inside, and Yuanzai followed behind, swaying as he went in.

As soon as Lin Chen entered the workshop, he saw Xiao Yan standing inside.

She wore a gentle smile, but it looked stiff no matter how you looked at it.

Lin Chen looked at her with some surprise.

"Why did you call me here?"

Xiao Yan's gaze flickered for a moment, then quickly returned to his face, carrying a hint of feigned composure.

"That's what Sister Lu instructed before she left. She brought you here to give you a proper welcome."

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, and as if he had thought of something, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes held a hint of amusement.

"Treat me well?" He paused, looking at Xiao Yan. "Is it you?"

Xiao Yan's face flushed red, and she waved her hands repeatedly.

"No, no, no!" she denied quickly, "It's still inside!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked deeper into the workshop, her pace noticeably faster than before, as if she were fleeing something.