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

On the island, Li Ya and the others were working diligently in groups.

On the training field, the leaders of each regiment were checking personnel against lists and assigning combat teams. Lin Chen stood aside, watched for a while, and did not disturb them.

Li Ya noticed him, walked over, and asked in a low voice, "Have things been arranged in the Financial City?"

Lin Chen nodded: "With Sister Yun keeping an eye on things, there won't be any problems."

Li Ya hummed in agreement and went back to her work.

Lin Chen stood to the side with his hands in his pockets, watching the girls find their teams and teammates in an orderly manner, silently calculating in his mind—with four lines of attacking simultaneously, the game in the Yangtze River Delta is finally about to be fully launched.

Then I closed my eyes and calculated the consumption of supplies over the past few months, giving myself a general idea of ​​the situation.

First and foremost is food. There are currently over ten million people in the space, and nearly ten thousand tons of food are consumed every day.

From the time Guangdong Province began gathering survivors until now, it has been more than three months, and nearly a million tons of grain have been consumed just for food.

This doesn't even include vegetables, meat, oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar. Fortunately, the vegetable space has started producing its own, otherwise the consumption would be even greater.

Secondly, there's the transaction.

By exchanging supplies for crystal cores, they traveled around Guangdong Province and exchanged at least hundreds of thousands of tons of food.

Those fresh vegetables, fruits, rice, and flour were more valuable than gold in the apocalypse, and the crystal cores they brought back piled up like mountains, but the supplies they sent out were also real.

There is also construction.

The steel bars, cement, construction machinery, and transport vehicles of New Guangzhou all come from his warehouse.

The amount of diesel fuel used by Li Zhenbang to reclaim the land was also astronomical.

With the rollout of this operation, tens of millions more people will move in.

Lin Chen opened his eyes and sighed. A trillion-dollar stockpile of supplies sounds impressive, but at this rate of spending, it probably won't last long.

Fortunately, agriculture has already been established in the space, and in a few months, it will be able to become self-sufficient.

At that time, it should be able to fully benefit itself.

He silently calculated that in more than five months, all kinds of supplies had been consumed, with about 10% gone.

It doesn't sound like much, but it's worth over a hundred billion. If it weren't for the frenzied hoarding before the apocalypse, he probably wouldn't be able to support this crazy plan now.

By the time the team was fully reorganized, it was already evening.

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Silent all night.

The next morning, after breakfast, Lin Chen left the space and went to the square outside the financial city.

Wang Xing, Lu Heng, and the others followed behind him curiously.

Lin Chen began to summon snowmobiles from the space.

A procession of 10,000 people would require at least 2,500 vehicles.

The snowmobiles stockpiled before the apocalypse were no longer sufficient, many of which were modified from factories in the new Yangcheng within the space.

Once the vehicles were ready, Lin Chen released Li Ya and the others out of the space.

In no time, the square was packed with people. Each one was dressed in combat uniforms, looking heroic and spirited.

Lin Chen hugged them as he whispered goodbye.

As he held Li Ya, he whispered in her ear, "Xiao Ya, don't push yourself too hard. Call me anytime if you need anything."

Li Ya softly hummed in agreement, leaned against his shoulder, and then let go of his hand.

When he hugged Liu Feifei, he added, "Feifei, if you remember anything that makes you unhappy on the way, remember to contact me."

Liu Feifei's eyes were slightly red, but the corners of her mouth turned up: "I know, stop nagging."

When he hugged Qin Yi, he patted her back and said, "Sister Yi, be careful on the road. You're the most reliable person in the group, so don't try to handle everything yourself."

Qin Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Before he could even speak, Qin Lu said as he hugged her, "Honey, I'll miss you."

Lin Chen smiled and ruffled her hair: "Yeah, I missed you too."

When it was Zhou Xiaomin and Ma Xiaoyan's turn, he gave them a gentle hug. Both of them blushed and were too excited to speak, only nodding repeatedly.

His words brought smiles to the faces of the women, and their sorrow at parting was greatly alleviated.

Li Ya teased, "Why are you being so eloquent today, honey?"

Qin Lu chimed in, "That's right, I've never seen him so considerate before."

Liu Feifei, unusually, chimed in, "They're probably afraid we won't come back."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Wang Xing and Lu Heng stood to the side, completely dumbfounded.

Lu Heng had heard Lin Chen mention before that his team was all women and all of them were S-rank.

But even though he had only heard about it, seeing so many S-class powerhouses standing in front of him, each one heroic and imposing, still left him stunned.

None of these people possessed a stronger aura than him.

He swallowed hard and quietly asked Wang Xing, "Are all these people... really S-class?"

Wang Xing rolled his eyes at him, his hands trembling behind his back: "Nonsense, do you think Boss Lin is joking with you?"

Loading the supplies onto the trucks is the final step.

Lin Chen walked to the front of the convoy and loaded food, bottled water, first aid kits, and spare fuel into each vehicle.

Every car was packed to the brim, with even several boxes of compressed biscuits crammed under the passenger seat.

"Eat as much as you like, and let me know when you're done, and I'll come and refill your plate," Lin Chen added as he loaded the truck.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

With everything ready, Lin Chen clapped his hands, walked back, and glanced at the fully prepared team. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone's ears: "There's only one objective on this trip—to seize the crystal core. But survival is the top priority, understand?"

Everyone responded in unison, "Understood!"

The convoy roared as one vehicle after another drove out of the square and disappeared into the gray, snowy horizon.

Lin Chen stood there, watching the cars disappear into the distance, until the last one was no longer visible, then he walked down into the underground.

Wang Xing and Lu Heng were not idle. As soon as Lin Chen left, they gathered people and began to organize the clearing of zombies in Shanghai.

Apart from those who stayed behind, tens of thousands of people were dispatched, divided into small teams, to push along the streets one by one.

Gunshots and explosions of supernatural powers rang out one after another, with the occasional roar of a zombie being quickly suppressed.

Efficiency isn't high, but it's reliable—it doesn't prioritize speed, but rather avoiding any mishaps.

When Lin Chen returned to the underground base, the scene before him made him feel disoriented for a moment.

Su Yun's trading center has been set up.

Several long tables were put together in a row, on which were displayed price lists for materials exchanged for crystal cores. The prices were clearly marked, and there was no deception.

Several girls stood behind the counter, smiling, patiently explaining the rules to the first group of survivors who came to exchange their items.

Bai Xin and her twin sisters' recruitment point has also reopened.

With just a table and a chair, Bai Xin sat down, and her SS-level sensory ability swept over the crowd. She could tell at a glance who was sincere and who had something to hide.

Jiang Yingyue was in charge of registration, and Jiang Yingxue was in charge of guiding. The two sisters worked together seamlessly and were even more efficient than when they were in Guangzhou.

Shen Xiyuan's hospital was packed from the moment it opened. Wounded people, patients, frostbitten people, and people suffering from hunger all crowded at the entrance, blocking the passageway completely.

The nurses were so busy they barely had time to breathe, constantly moving back and forth, never putting down the medicine bottles in their hands.

There was also a long queue at Yang Na's pharmacy. Her pharmacy was next to Shen Xiyuan's hospital, and the queues at both stores almost stretched out to meet.

Yang Na is gentle and speaks softly, but she is quick with her hands.

Lin Chen stood in the corridor, looking at everything, which felt so familiar and reassuring.