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

"Alright, it's getting late. Go back to your rooms and rest. Get some rest—tomorrow is where the real work begins."

As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, the women in the living room dispersed.

Li Ya followed him into the master bedroom without any hesitation.

However... perhaps the awakening of her special ability had exhausted her energy, or perhaps her nerves, which had been tense all day, suddenly relaxed. In less than half an hour, she tightly hugged Lin Chen and fell into a deep sleep, her breathing even and long, completely unguarded.

Lin Chen listened to her steady breathing in the darkness, but his own mind was in turmoil, and he could only manage to close his eyes late at night.

On the second day of the apocalypse, before dawn, the city was shrouded in an ominous gray-red haze.

Lin Chen woke up first, and the first thing he did was collect the newly condensed Creation Crystals from the Spirit Spring.

With his previous accumulation, the total number had reached 226, which gave him more confidence.

When he left the room, Li Ya had already gotten up, her face slightly flushed, and silently followed him downstairs.

In the living room, the others also woke up one after another. They still looked tired and nervous, but their spirits were obviously much better than they had been the day before.

Breakfast was still prepared by Su Yun, Zhou Xiaomin, and Zhang Jing.

Simple white porridge, fried eggs, and pickled vegetables, warmly entering the stomach, bring a brief, almost illusory sense of everyday life.

After dinner, everyone gathered again in the living room.

"Next, distribute the equipment." Lin Chen stood in the center and gestured for everyone to gather around.

As soon as he finished speaking, with a slight thought, fourteen simple sets of individual tactical equipment appeared neatly on the floor: bulletproof vests, tactical boots, neck-protecting helmets, tactical backpacks, pistols and magazines... each piece exuded a cold, hard professional aura.

Then, sniper rifles, compressed biscuits, bottled water, first aid supplies, ammunition... almost all the combat and logistical supplies needed for a well-trained squad were displayed before everyone's eyes.

The living room was deathly silent, save for the sound of slightly hurried breathing.

This scene shocked them even more than yesterday's act of taking things out of thin air—it not only meant that Lin Chen possessed an incredible "space," but also that the preparations he made for it were so meticulous that they were breathtaking.

Lin Chen squatted down and began distributing the sets: "One set for everyone, try them on first. Tell me if they don't fit or you're not used to them."

The women cautiously stepped forward to collect their equipment. Some touched the cool surface of the bulletproof vests, their eyes filled with disbelief; others picked up the heavy pistols, their fingertips trembling slightly at the unfamiliarity.

"Remember," Lin Chen looked at them, his tone serious, "this is not a toy. I will teach you how to use it, but you must first understand—when you decide to pull out this gun and pull the trigger, it means you may have to end another life, or... give up your own."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. The weight of reality pressed heavily on everyone's shoulders.

"Take all your gear and let's go." Lin Chen stood up, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "The real battlefield is the best training ground."

After the group finished tidying up, they left the villa. Lin Chen led the way with a gun, while Li Ya brought up the rear.

There were significantly more zombies roaming the streets than yesterday, their roars echoing everywhere, making driving impractical.

Lin Chen handed out a raincoat to everyone and stepped out the door first.

The women behind them, guns at the ready, looked much more resolute than yesterday after a night of rest and the awakening of their supernatural abilities. They formed a tight formation and left the villa area together.

The blood-red rain continued to fall. The vast majority of survivors remained huddled inside the buildings, afraid to venture out.

Lin Chen knew that the relatively safe period brought about by this "blood rain barrier" was only going to last two days.

Once the rain stops, the true chaos and competition of the apocalypse will erupt—various forces, ambitious individuals, and mutated creatures will spring up like mushrooms after the rain.

He must seize this last window of opportunity.

Not far away, behind the curtains of several villas, suspicious eyes peered at this fully armed group that dared to march through the rain of blood.

"Brother Lin, where are we going this time?" Jiang Yingxue quickly caught up and asked in a low voice.

Go to the nearest university.

"Isn't that our school?" Jiang Yingyue immediately leaned forward, her tone complicated.

"Then let's go to your art school first," Lin Chen decided.

The procession continued its journey along the wet, scarlet streets.

The women were soon surprised to find that the occasional drops of blood that fell on their hands or cheeks not covered by their raincoats did not cause any burning or mutations, except for the coolness.

The immunity brought about by their awakened superpowers has been initially verified, which has gradually emboldened them.

As soon as he left the villa area, Lin Chen would stop whenever he encountered a few scattered zombies and give them a demonstration on the spot—how to hold a gun, how to aim at the head, how to control your breathing when firing, how to deal with recoil, and how to reload quickly.

They learn extremely quickly.

After all, everyone has awakened A+ level superpowers, and their physical fitness, coordination, and reaction speed far exceed those of ordinary people.

While shooting accuracy requires extensive practice, progress is remarkably rapid thanks to enhanced physical fitness and sensory awareness.

Half an hour later, at least everyone was able to hold the gun steadily, fire safely, and control the recoil, no longer shooting blindly with their eyes closed as they did at the beginning.

Finally, the stylish gate of Guangzhou University of Arts came into view.

The number of zombies here has increased significantly, with dozens visible wandering around inside and outside the school gate, but still within a controllable range.

"Wait for me here and stay alert." Before Lin Chen finished speaking, he had already disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he appeared atop the towering metal archway of the school gate; in another flash, he was standing atop the administration building. He quickly scanned the campus, focusing on the building layout and the distribution of zombies.

It was soon discovered that the zombies were mainly concentrated in several teaching buildings and dormitory areas, especially the central main teaching building area, which was teeming with corpses and was clearly the hardest-hit area.

Five minutes later, he quietly returned to the group.

"Let's go to the main teaching building," he said sharply, pointing deep into the campus. "That's where the most zombies are."

The crowd nodded, gripped their weapons, and followed closely behind, stepping into the silent campus stained with blood and devoid of its former artistic atmosphere.