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

The sentry was so frightened by this move that his face turned pale. He staggered back several steps, his gun trembling as he pointed it at Lin Chen, but he dared not pull the trigger again.

One of them reacted quickly, turned around and ran into the fortifications, shouting Korean as he ran.

Before long, a large group of people emerged from the shadows at the subway station entrance.

The leading group consisted of men dressed in fairly neat military green uniforms, with pistols tucked into their waistbands.

Following behind were people dressed in all sorts of mismatched clothes and holding all sorts of weapons, all pointing them at Lin Chen.

Seeing this, Lin Chen frowned slightly. Had he given them too much face? They even dared to point a gun at him?

Just as he was about to take action and teach these arrogant people a lesson.

A man who appeared to be the leader reprimanded the group, and they all put away their weapons.

The man, in his forties, asked in broken Chinese, "Are you Chinese?"

Lin Chen nodded.

"What do you want to do?" The man's tone was wary as he looked at Lin Chen with a serious expression.

Lin Chen smiled slightly: "Let's make a deal."

"What kind of deal?"

"We'll trade you food and water for the crystal cores you have. Any first-tier ones will do."

"Food and water?" the man exclaimed, his pupils shrinking sharply.

In this day and age, who would trade life-saving supplies like food and water for something as "useless" as a Tier 1 crystal core?

Lin Chen took a bite of the apple that had appeared out of nowhere, and its juice overflowed, releasing a sweet aroma in the stuffy underground space.

The man asked with difficulty, "What exchange rate?"

"One serving of food, one hundred crystal cores."

If Staff Officer Chen heard this here, he would probably be shocked, as this price was hundreds of times more expensive than what he had paid back then.

The man's brow twitched incessantly; the proportion was higher than he had expected.

However, considering they were all useless first-tier crystal cores, he still nodded vigorously: "Okay."

He stepped aside and gestured for me to come in: "Please come in."

Lin Chen nodded and strode into the subway station with Yuanzai.

Behind him, a henchman leaned close to the man's ear and whispered in Korean, "General, this man definitely has a lot of food and water. Should we...?" He secretly made a throat-slitting gesture.

The man was silent for a few seconds, then slowly shook his head: "This guy is not to be trifled with. I can't see through his strength, and the giant panda next to him is a fifth-tier beast. Even if we win a direct confrontation, the losses will be huge. Then, the Americans in the north of the city will devour us."

The underling was startled: "General, even your special abilities can't see through his strength?"

The man nodded.

Before the apocalypse, he was a general in the Goryeo Kingdom. His superpower was an S-level detection technique, which allowed him to detect supplies, the loyalty of personnel, and even the superpower level of others.

Relying on his previous status and this special ability, he quickly became the most powerful force in the capital of Goryeo.

Basically, nearly 30% of the Goryeo people who survived in the capital were already his people, totaling about 600,000.

They occupied most of the subway station entrances and built a vast underground world.

However, his invincible superpower couldn't understand Lin Chen's strength at all. He could only tell that Yuanzai was at the fifth level, and his talent was also a complete mystery.

The man quickly followed Lin Chen's steps and led him deeper into the subway station.

The passageway widened, and the light changed from bright to dim.

The walls on both sides were painted with faded GG, and the floor was covered with rubber anti-slip mats.

The further you go in, the more people there are.

There are very few elderly people and children here; most of the people are young and middle-aged men and women.

When the general entered with a stranger and a giant panda, everyone froze, their eyes all falling on Yuanzai, their mouths agape.

"General, this is..." A burly man in a camouflage vest came up and looked Lin Chen up and down warily.

"Guest." The general waved his hand without explaining further. "Prepare a reception room and brew some tea."

The burly man responded and left, but his eyes never left Yuanzai.

Yuanzai swaggered down the middle of the passage, ignoring the curious stares, occasionally stopping to look around curiously.

The meeting room was converted from an equipment room located deeper inside the subway station.

The walls were painted white, and a luxurious sofa and coffee table stood out starkly against the slightly dilapidated room.

Not long after the two sat down, a young Korean woman respectfully brought in a pot of cold brew tea.

The general personally poured two cups of tea.

"My name is Park Jung-ho." The general picked up his teacup and introduced himself. "Before the apocalypse, I was a general in the Kingdom of Goryeo. People here call me General Park."

Lin Chen nodded and gave his name: "Lin Chen".

"Mr. Lin, is the deal you just mentioned—exchanging food and water for crystal cores—real?"

"Really." Lin Chen took out a bag of rice, a can of cooking oil, and several cans of luncheon meat from his spatial storage and neatly arranged them on the coffee table. "These are samples. You can check them out."

Park Jung-ho's eyelids twitched as he looked at the supplies that had appeared out of nowhere, but he didn't ask any further questions.

He reached out and touched the bag of rice, then opened the can and smelled it. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady: "How many crystal cores do you need?"

How many do you have?

Park Jung-ho was silent for a moment: "We have accumulated about three million first-tier crystal cores."

"Okay. Three million, I'll take them all. According to the ratio we just discussed—one hundred pills per person, I'll give you thirty thousand sets of supplies."

After a moment's thought, Park Jung-ho realized that even if he saved some of the 30,000 supplies, it would only be enough to support his 600,000 people for a few days.

So he asked, "Mr. Lin, are you a long-term buyer of crystal cores, or...?"

"I'm a long-term buyer; I'll take as much as you have."

"How can we contact you if we hunt down a new crystal core?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen chuckled and said, "I'll come again in five days."

Why five days later? By then, Li Ya and Qin Lu should have finished clearing out Goryeo, and there will be no need for them to come back.

It is already the greatest act of kindness to exchange resources for crystal cores.

Park Jung-ho nodded repeatedly in surprise, "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Lim."

Lin Chen's lips curled slightly: "I'd also like to ask General Park a few more questions. Besides you, what other major forces are here?"

Park Jung-ho frowned slightly: "In the entire capital, the strongest forces right now are only myself and the US military in the north of the city. The others are all small and medium-sized forces, but there aren't many left, probably only a few dozen."

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow: "The US military?"

Park Jung-ho looked embarrassed and nodded: "As you know, there are quite a few US troops stationed here. After the apocalypse, they used their superior equipment to control many of our people, and some even voluntarily defected to them..."

He couldn't continue talking about the occupation of his own territory by foreign troops.

Lin Chen nodded: "Okay, thank you for the message."

The two then went to Park Jung-ho's warehouse and successfully completed the transaction.

Park Jung-ho kept wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth as he looked at the extra high-quality food in the warehouse.

The other party's cooperation throughout the process saved him a lot of trouble.

Before leaving, Lin Chen gave him a reminder: "General Park, it's best to clean up the crystal cores quickly, and don't just focus on the zombies. You can also try dealing with the smaller and medium-sized forces."

After saying that, he took Yuanzai and left the subway station.

Park Jung-ho seemed to be deep in thought after hearing Lin Chen's words.