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

As Tiecheng receded into the distance behind him, Lin Chen, riding on Yuanzai's back, took out his communicator and dialed the number he had contacted before.

The phone rang twice before being answered. A loud voice asked, "Lin Chen? Where are you?"

"We just left Iron City and are heading towards Shenyang. Commander Shen, would it be convenient for us to meet?"

"Convenient! I've arranged for someone to wait for you at the entrance of the military district. Just come over; I'll wait for you to have dinner." Commander Shen's voice was urgent, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

After hanging up the call, Lin Chen patted Yuanzai's head and sped off towards Shenyang.

More than an hour later, a cluster of lights appeared ahead.

In the apocalypse, there are not many places where lights are on at night, which is enough to show that Commander Shen's power is more solid than he imagined.

The gates of the military district were wide open, and two rows of heavily armed soldiers stood at the entrance, their military bearing impeccable.

As Lin Chen rode Yuanzai closer, the soldiers at the gate were taken aback at first, and then someone came to greet him.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lin Chen?"

"it's me."

"Commander Shen is already waiting for you inside. Please follow me."

Lin Chen rolled off, put Yuanzai into Creation Island, and followed the soldiers inside.

After entering the underground bunker and passing through several corridors, we arrived at a spacious office.

As soon as the door opened, a man in his sixties strode forward. He was over 1.9 meters tall, half a head taller than Lin Chen.

With a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, he stood tall and straight, exuding the heroic spirit of a soldier.

"Comrade Lin Chen!" Commander Shen stretched out his hands, grasped Lin Chen's hands tightly, and shook them vigorously. "When Old Zhao mentioned you to me, I was half-believing, half-doubting. But after hearing that you fought a battle with a god and were now full of energy, I knew that Old Zhao hadn't lied to me."

Lin Chen smiled slightly: "Commander Shen, you flatter me."

Commander Shen pulled Lin Chen to sit down on the sofa and personally poured him a cup of hot water. "Here, have some water to warm yourself up. This weather in Northeast China is awful, it's dozens of degrees below zero, it's freezing cold."

Lin Chen took the cup, took a sip, and found the water temperature to be just right.

Commander Shen sat down opposite him, rubbed his hands together, and got straight to the point: "Comrade Lin Chen, I won't beat around the bush. Old Zhao told me that you have a space that can hold people, a space where there's no apocalypse, where you can farm, build houses, and live a normal life. Ordinary people who go in won't have to suffer from cold and hunger anymore. Is that true?"

Lin Chen nodded: "It's true."

Commander Shen took a deep breath, his eyes lighting up: "Then... could you let me in to take a look?"

Lin Chen glanced at him, then stood up: "Commander Shen, relax and don't resist."

Commander Shen closed his eyes, and with a thought from Lin Chen, the two appeared on the land of New Guangzhou.

The sun was sinking towards the western horizon, and a fiery orange-red sunset painted the entire earth a warm amber hue.

The fields in the distance glowed golden in the twilight, and the rooftops of the houses were bathed in a soft light.

The children were still chasing and playing in the open space, their clear laughter carried far away by the evening breeze.

Smoke rose gently from the chimneys of each household, mingling with the aroma of food, and drifted slowly under the orange-red sky.

Commander Shen stood rooted to the spot, as if he were nailed to the spot.

He looked up at the sky, a sky with color that he hadn't seen for months.

It's not gray or lifeless; it's a vibrant, breathing twilight.

He bent down and stepped on the soil beneath his feet. It was soft, warm, and still warm from the setting sun.

Looking again at the city in the distance, which was beginning to take shape, the streetlights lit up one after another, their warm yellow glow blending together like a quietly flowing river.

His lips trembled several times, but no sound came out. His eyes stung, and his throat felt like it was blocked by something.

After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words, his voice trembling: "Where...where is this?"

"My space," Lin Chen said calmly, walking ahead of him. "A planet no smaller than Earth. The ordinary people here will no longer suffer from cold and hunger, nor will they have to worry about zombies and mutated beasts."

Commander Shen followed behind him, his gaze greedily sweeping over every inch of land, every building, and every smiling face.

He saw farmers working in the fields, workers busy on the construction site, and children running in front of the school building.

On those people's faces, there was something he hadn't seen in a long time—not numbness, but genuine joy.

He suddenly felt a stinging sensation in his eyes.

"Old Zhao is right..." he murmured, "This is truly... a blessing for China."

Lin Chen took him on a tour of the new Guangzhou, showing him farmland, factories, schools, and hospitals.

Commander Shen became more and more excited and determined as he looked at the document.

When the two returned to the conference room, he had made up his mind completely.

The two returned to the sofa and sat facing each other.

Commander Shen leaned on the coffee table with both hands, his eyes burning: "Comrade Lin Chen, our Northeast Theater Command currently has about 100,000 regular troops remaining, scattered in various places."

In addition, more than 200,000 people with supernatural abilities were recruited from the public, and the controlled area covered most of the three northeastern provinces.

I'm willing to fully cooperate with you to clear out the zombies, gather survivors, and collect supplies.

Lin Chen looked at him and nodded: "Thank you for your support, Commander Shen!"

Commander Shen gave a deep military salute: "I should be thanking you! On behalf of the millions of surviving compatriots in Northeast China, I thank you!"

Lin Chen quickly stood up and stepped aside: "Commander Shen, you flatter me. Before the apocalypse, you were the ones who protected our peace. Now that I have some small strength, I should naturally work together to protect the continuation of our Chinese civilization."

Upon hearing this, Commander Shen's eyes reddened slightly: "Well said, it's all for the continuation of Chinese civilization!"

He reached out his hand, and Lin Chen quickly followed suit. The two grasped each other's hands tightly and shook them.

"For the continuation of civilization!"

"For the continuation of civilization!"

After a long while, the two sat down again. Commander Shen calmed himself down before continuing, "Comrade Lin Chen, there's something I want to tell you."

Lin Chen looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

"In the Northeast, before the apocalypse, the industrial base was good, there were many arsenals, and ammunition reserves were sufficient."

"But there are also many problems now. The territory is large and the population is too scattered, making the cleanup extremely time-consuming and laborious. Moreover, there are many wild animals, which has led to a large number of zombie beasts, especially large ferocious beasts in the wild, which pose a great threat to ordinary soldiers."

"We're in dire need of high-end combat power! I heard from Lao Zhao that you have quite a few high-end combat troops, so..."

Lin Chen nodded upon hearing this: "Commander Shen, leave the zombie beast matter to me. Your men will be responsible for gathering the survivors, inventorying supplies, and maintaining order. I'll send people over to help you as soon as I return to Shanghai."

Shen Tiejun turned to look at him, his eyes slightly red: "Comrade Lin Chen, on behalf of the people of Northeast China, thank you."

Lin Chen shook his head: "No need to thank me, Commander Shen, you're too kind."

The two talked for a long time and finalized the initial framework for cooperation.

Finally, Commander Shen summoned many surviving officers and cadres to have dinner with Lin Chen.

After the meal, Lin Chen used the excuse of going back to mobilize troops to leave Shenyang overnight.

When Lin Chen left, Commander Shen personally saw him to the door, holding his hand tightly and refusing to let go.

"Comrade Lin Chen, take care."

"Take care of yourself."

Lin Chen rode Yuanzai and disappeared into the night.

Commander Shen stood at the door, staring at the increasingly smaller black dot, without moving for a long time.

The staff officer behind him leaned forward and whispered, "Commander, is this guy reliable?"

Commander Shen withdrew his gaze and said confidently, "There's no problem. Old Peng from the south and Old Zhao from Shanghai have both verified it."

He turned and walked back, his steps becoming much lighter.

For the first time in all these years since the apocalypse, he felt there was hope.