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

He looked up at the somewhat bewildered girl in front of him.

Tang Xiaoran was startled by his gaze and subconsciously took half a step back.

"Brother Lin? What's wrong?"

Lin Chen did not rush to answer.

He turned around, said something to Hu Shanshan beside him, and then looked at Tang Xiaoran.

"Come with me."

With a thought, the two found themselves on Creation Island.

This was Tang Xiaoran's first time here.

She stood there, head tilted back, mouth slightly open, her face showing surprise.

The majestic Primordial Creation Tree stands between heaven and earth, its canopy disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds, its entire body shimmering with purple light, looking incredibly mysterious.

Purple Spirit floated out from the tree canopy.

The little sprite flapped its transparent wings, its body enveloped in a faint purple halo, and flew to the two of them in a moment.

Tang Xiaoran's gaze shifted from the Creation Tree to Zi Ling, and her mouth opened even wider.

She had seen superpowers, zombies, and all sorts of unbelievable things in this apocalypse, but she had never seen a flying sprite.

Lin Chen didn't give her time to hesitate and went straight to the point: "What's going on?"

Zi Ling glanced at Tang Xiaoran, her gaze solemn, but her tone calm.

"Master, her special ability can help your race truly rise to prominence."

Lin Chen frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Tang Xiaoran was also stunned by these words.

She was just an ordinary person who waited two months to get a spot for awakening. She thought she would be grateful if she could have a similar superpower.

How did it suddenly become "the key to the rise of an ethnic group"?

Zi Ling didn't keep them in suspense and continued.

"Master, what has enabled your strength to increase so much?"

Lin Chen answered quickly: "Zombie crystal core."

"Yes." Zi Ling nodded. "But has Master considered that these crystal cores are a temporary self-rescue measure of the World Tree? They didn't exist from the beginning."

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment.

"Then," Zi Ling asked, "what do other races in the universe rely on to increase their strength?"

Lin Chen fell silent.

Limited by his understanding of the universe, he had never thought about this question.

Zi Ling looked at Tang Xiaoran, her voice carrying a rare solemnity.

"Other races all have cultivation methods suited to their own nature. And these cultivation methods can only be created by people like her who possess evolutionary abilities."

She turned to Lin Chen and began to explain, "People with evolutionary abilities have meridians that are naturally different from ordinary people. Their meridians are not afraid of any spiritual energy impact, and they can recover quickly from injuries. However, awakening this ability is very difficult and extremely rare. Every such person with an ability is a treasure of their race."

Tang Xiaoran stood to the side, completely stunned by what she heard.

Zi Ling continued:

"After they awaken, they are born with extraordinary sensitivity. They can control the flow of spiritual energy in their meridians, and according to the route of the spiritual energy and the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy, they can evolve spiritual energy with different characteristics, thereby creating cultivation techniques."

She looked at Lin Chen with a look that said, "You should understand what this means."

"Instead of being like you are now, passively absorbing spiritual energy or consuming crystal cores containing the origin of the universe to break through your cultivation level."

Lin Chen stood there, speechless for a long time.

He recalled what Zi Ling had said before... cosmic war, the sacrifice of the World Tree, and other universes attacking them.

He always thought that the way to become stronger was to kill zombies, collect crystal cores, and level up. Yuanzai had followed the same path when he raised zombies.

But now Zi Ling is telling him that this road is just an emergency passage temporarily opened up by the World Tree.

The true path to making their race strong lies in cultivation techniques.

The cultivation method, however, depends on this little girl who is still in a daze.

Lin Chen suddenly thought of something, and his brows furrowed even more.

"What about zombies? Zombies can level up automatically, and they know martial arts techniques?"

Zi Ling shook her little head and said, "Their life forms must have been completely altered by the virus. They were originally just ordinary people who wouldn't awaken, but after being modified by the virus, their bodies' efficiency in absorbing spiritual energy mutated."

She paused, as if organizing her thoughts, and added:

"Don't you think...they're more like biological machines that produce high-energy resources?"

Lin Chen's pupils contracted slightly.

This analogy is so apt.

Those zombies, you get one crystal core for killing one, and ten thousand for killing ten thousand.

They neither eat nor drink, neither produce nor create; they simply roam, devour, and evolve.

From the first tier to the second tier, and from the second tier to the third tier, it's like an assembly line operating according to a certain program, collecting the energy scattered between heaven and earth little by little, compressing it into crystal nuclei, waiting to be harvested.

He suddenly felt a chill down his back, swallowed, and asked:

"Why did those people take so long to arrive? Aren't they afraid we'll use up all our energy?"

Zi Ling only said one sentence, her voice very soft, yet it felt like a heavy hammer blow to his heart:

"Energy is conserved. The other side should have a way to reassemble this energy."

She looked at Lin Chen, her large eyes reflecting the purple light of the Creation Tree.

"Besides, how do you know they didn't come, Master? Maybe they're waiting for a higher-level crystal core to be generated?"

"Of course, it's also possible that the other party is preoccupied with something else."

Lin Chen remained silent for a long time before slowly asking, "So, they don't care if we're zombies or not, and they have ways to extract this energy from us, is that right?"

Zi Ling nodded: "It should be."

Lin Chen stood there for a long time, while Tang Xiaoran dared not even breathe loudly. She had once been a graduate student in the biology department, but the conversation between Lin Chen and Zi Ling at this moment completely overturned her understanding.

She finally understood why Lin Chen suddenly wanted to harvest those zombies; it was all to fight against an unknown and powerful enemy.

At this moment, she was also extremely grateful for her decision to leave her father. With the existing technology of Earth, it would have been impossible to defeat these enemies.

A sea breeze blew by, carrying a hint of coolness, giving Lin Chen a moment of respite from his suppressed emotions.

He suddenly remembered something.

Before his rebirth, he lived for five years in his previous life, but he had never seen the enemies hiding behind the scenes.

He had previously thought it was because the other party wasn't ready or was blocked by a powerful being in this universe.

Looking back now, there's another possibility: perhaps they didn't need to prepare at all.

They might just be waiting.

Once the world has gathered, compressed, and packaged its energy, then... it will harvest it.

Moreover, since this is an important resource, wouldn't the powerful beings in this universe covet it? Would they help me?

The already heavy weight in his heart seemed to grow even heavier, and the enemies he would face in the future might not be enemies from beyond the borders.

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes, gazing intently at the distant seaside, his fists clenched.

Although the enemy is strong, it is absolutely impossible to make him passively take a beating!