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

Lin Chen handed the tablet to Qin Lu and explained the cultivation technique to her.

From Tang Xiaoran's development of "Basic Creation Techniques" to Xiaoyu's instructional videos, and then to the feedback from those who remained at the base after practicing it.

He explained in great detail, and Qin Lu listened attentively, nodding from time to time, her eyes growing brighter and brighter. He also instructed her to pay attention to the feedback on the results of her cultivation.

"You mean, we won't have to wait for high-level crystal cores to upgrade anymore?" Qin Lu looked up, her voice filled with barely suppressed surprise.

"That's right." Lin Chen nodded. "And it doesn't consume crystal cores; you cultivate on your own. Those with good talent can advance from the first rank to the second rank in a month."

Xiao Yan and Ye Qingyu exchanged a glance, their eyes widening in surprise.

This set of techniques was a godsend for those of them who had been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time.

"Are you leaving again tonight?" Qin Lu suddenly asked, her tone casual, but her fingers gripping the tablet tightened slightly.

Lin Chen glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I'm not leaving."

Qin Lu's eyes lit up instantly, even more so than when she received the cultivation technique. She turned to Xiao Yan and said, "Hurry up and go call someone."

Xiao Yan understood, responded, and turned to run away.

Before long, the Twelve Golden Flowers and the Eighteen Roses arrived one after another, each with an expression of excitement and anticipation on their faces.

The door was quickly closed, and an exciting sound rang out from inside.

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The next morning, Lin Chen collected the six million crystal cores from Yu Hang and flew back to Shanghai on Little Black.

When Xiao Hei landed at the entrance of the Financial City base, he immediately saw several people standing at the entrance, the leader of whom was Shen Ada from the west of the city.

Behind him followed Amin and several of his confidants, each with their necks hunched and faces blue from the cold wind, indicating they had been standing there for quite some time.

Shen Ada looked up and saw Lin Chen riding a black eagle descending from the sky. His eyelids twitched suddenly, his expression changed repeatedly, and he stood there stunned.

Lin Chen acted as if he hadn't seen them, jumped off the eagle's back, and walked straight inside.

"Boss Lin! Boss Lin!" Shen A'da snapped out of his daze and hurriedly chased after him, his voice filled with eager flattery, "I'm Little Shen from the west of the city, I've come especially to visit you!"

He reached out to grab Lin Chen's arm, but was stopped by the girl guarding the door.

The little girl had no expression, but her grip was surprisingly strong. Shen Ada struggled twice but couldn't break free, and could only stand there staring blankly.

Lin Chen didn't turn his head and strode into the underground base.

Su Yun was organizing ledgers behind the counter in the trading center. When she saw him come in, she glanced up, gestured for him to sit down, and then lowered her head to continue calculating.

"When did they arrive?" Lin Chen asked casually as he sat down opposite her.

"They arrived not long after you left yesterday," Su Yun said calmly. "Then they stayed and slept in the car outside last night. I asked them what was wrong, but they wouldn't say. They insisted on waiting for you to come back."

Lin Chen stroked his chin, a meaningful smile curving his lips: "This guy's pretty good at opportunism."

Su Yun looked up at him and asked, "See you? Or are you just playing along?"

Lin Chen didn't reply, but picked up Su Yun's teacup on the table and took a sip.

Shen Ada never came early or late, but he hesitated during the time when he was seriously injured. When he returned, full of energy, he eagerly waited at the door.

Such a person would be a fence-sitter anywhere. However, even a fence-sitter has his uses in the apocalypse.

He put down his teacup and said to Su Yun, "Let them stand there a little longer. Let them cool off."

Su Yun nodded and continued calculating the accounts. Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest.

Outside the door, Shen Ada rubbed his hands together, a smile plastered on his face, trying to ingratiate himself with the young girl who had stopped him: "Girl, is your Boss Lin angry with me? I really came to visit him, and I even brought a gift..."

The girl kept a cold face and didn't reply with a single word.

Amin muttered quietly to himself, "Boss, shouldn't we have come sooner...?"

Shen A glared at him, said nothing, simply switched the things in her hand and continued to wait.

The young girl glared at them disapprovingly and snapped, "Do you think you can just see our Brother Lin whenever you want? Stand back and don't block our way!"

Shen Ada's face darkened. As the leader of a force, being reprimanded by two gatekeepers was a huge loss of face.

But he opened his mouth, and then held back.

He could sense that the two girls' aura was no weaker than his own. Damn it, what kind of monsters are these people around Lin Chen's place? Are even the gatekeepers S-rank?

"Back off," he said in a low voice, leading Ah Ming and the others to retreat to the side, looking rather dejected.

Losing his temper? No way. He's not ready to challenge someone who survived the clutches of a god!

Shen Ada clenched his fist, then relaxed it, let out a long breath, and muttered under his breath, "Damn it, I've been shrewd all my life, but I never thought I'd be defeated by a little sly character."

Amin muttered, "Boss, that guy is only an A-level..."

Shen Ada slapped Amin on the head with his backhand and glared at him.

He did indeed intend to take advantage of the chaos to start a rebellion; otherwise, how could an S-rank be so easily swayed? But could he possibly say that out loud?

Now look what's happened; all the goodwill they gained from being pragmatic has been squandered.

However, judging from what just happened, the other party probably won't kill him. It's just that his status is likely to plummet from "partner" to "errand boy/girl".

Shen Ada closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

You reap what you sow.

And so, Shen Ada and A Ming and the others guarded the entrance to the Financial City base for three days and three nights.

During the day, they watched people come and go in the camp. Some looked at them curiously, some pointed and whispered, and some even looked at them with mockery.

Shen Ada couldn't hear what they were saying, but he knew without listening that it was nothing more than something like, "Why is that boss from the west of the city standing guard here?"

He clenched his fist, then relaxed it, and endured it.

At night, the cold air seeped into their bones like knives, and the group had to gather some dry firewood from afar to keep warm, but this little bit of warmth was just a drop in the ocean.

Amin stamped his feet, freezing, and muttered, "Boss, should we go back first..."

Shen A glared at him, but didn't say anything, only wrapped his coat tighter around himself.

After a long silence, he finally replied, "If you want to die, then go back. This man is no saint!"

Amin and the others looked at each other and could only rub their hands and feet together in the cold night.

In this extreme cold, if everyone hadn't already been fourth-level ability users, they would probably have frozen to death long ago.

In fact, Shen Ada also wanted to return to the warm base to enjoy himself, but he had already missed the best opportunity before. If he left now, he would really have nothing left.