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

The battle had continued until dusk, the leaden sky pressed down heavily, and the earth was a deathly, silvery white.

Lin Chen had lost count of how many waves of zombies he had cleared from all directions, drawn by the scent of human presence.

However, the number of zombie corpses piled up in the space has increased by no less than 40,000. Behind the cold numbers are countless swings of knives, dodges, and releases of superpowers.

A deep weariness seeped from the very marrow of his bones, and a slight tremor ran through his wrist as he gripped the Tang sword.

Ma Xiaoyan and her duty squad provided cover on the flanks, with gunshots and the faint glow of supernatural abilities flickering in the wind and snow.

Even Su Yun, who was in charge of internal affairs, and the twin sisters Jiang Yingxue and Jiang Yingyue, who were in charge of recruitment, had already joined the battle.

Jiang Yingxue, who had been promoted to S-rank, released "Light of Life" that was like warm, invisible ripples that gently caressed the battlefield, greatly relieving the soreness in everyone's bodies and restoring their strength.

Although Su Yun's S-rank fire control ability is suppressed by the extreme cold weather, its power in dealing with hordes of zombies should not be underestimated.

Lin Chen was accompanied by Bai Xin, who was silently observing and recording the faces of those who, even in times of crisis, did not forget to help others and share the last bit of supplies.

She didn't quite understand why Lin Chen had specifically instructed her to pay attention to these things, but she still faithfully carried them out.

"Brother Lin! More people are coming! Right in front, the number... probably over ten thousand!" Ma Xiaoyan's voice was hoarse as she pointed to the end of the snow-covered street in the distance.

Lin Chen looked up and saw another dark mass of figures slowly and steadily emerge like an ant colony in the gray-white snow curtain.

The scenes remain the same, commonplace in the apocalypse:

The young man carried his dying companion on a makeshift stretcher made from a broken GG sign and ropes.

The children carried their elderly parents on their backs, trudging through the mud and shallow water.

A young couple wrapped themselves and their child in almost every piece of cloth they could find, forming a moving cocoon. The bundle in the mother's arms was eerily quiet, while the father silently acted as a human wind shield.

Several students were dragging a "sled" made of wooden desks and curtains tied together, and the students lying on it looked ashen-faced.

A woman with half a bag of frozen rice tightly tied around her waist, holding her staggering elderly mother's hand in one hand and dragging two children with blank stares in the other, silently followed the flow of people...

When someone falls, more than one hand immediately reaches out; when someone is exhausted and slows down, someone will offer a piece of hard food or a sip of cold water.

There were no extra words in the group, only heavy breathing, the muffled sound of footsteps on the snow, and suppressed, barely audible encouragement to those around them.

But when they occasionally lift their gaze to look ahead into the wind and snow, something burns in their almost frozen faces and in their gray eyes—no longer numb despair, but an almost scorching, clearly directed light.

That was the light of hope.

The source of this light is right at the edge of the field of vision.

Behind the curtain of wind and snow, the towering walls of Tianshui Garden stand majestically like a mythical barrier separating life and death.

On the wall, the steady and powerful beam of the searchlight, like the open eyes of a giant, plowed across the dark wilderness again and again.

In the gaps where the beam of light swept across, the upright figures of fully armed patrolmen could be vaguely seen frozen behind the battlements.

Their very existence is a silent declaration of order and security.

Closer still, the shelter's heavy doors remained open, as if they would never close.

Bright lights and the rising steam from food, mixed with the sounds of people, created a warm current.

Zhou Tiannian, who had already returned, personally led a team of people from the outer city, carrying steaming hot barrels and thick blankets and quilts, and went forward to meet the flow of people.

He raised the megaphone, his hoarse yet powerful voice struggling to pierce through the howling wind and snow:

"This way! Stay with the group! Don't stop!"

"Hang in there! You'll be safe once you're through this door!"

"Lord Lin Chen has already ordered that hot soup and warm lodgings be prepared for everyone!"

Not far away, a little girl, tightly wrapped in her mother's arms, moved her small, purple lips, struggling to lift her hand from the layers of clothing, pointing to the brilliant light that pierced through all the cold and darkness. Her voice was faint but incredibly clear:

"Mommy...lights...so many lights..."

The mother trembled violently and looked in the direction her daughter was pointing.

The light, burning steadfastly and warmly like home amidst the raging wind and snow, instantly struck through her already battered and bruised heart.

Hot tears welled up and slid down her face, mingling with the ice crystals.

She buried her face deep in her daughter's cold hair, hugging her tightly with all her might, her choked sobs seeming to be squeezed from the depths of her soul:

"Yes... baby... it's a light... where there's a light... we're... home..."

The wind and snow grew increasingly violent, night was closing in from all directions, and the temperature was dropping rapidly.

Behind the crowd, shadowy figures and unsettling roars and scraping sounds drew closer once more—a new horde of zombies, drawn by the even larger flow of people, was following.

Lin Chen took a deep breath of the cold air, suppressing the fatigue that was surging through his body.

Su Yun, Ma Xiaoyan, and the others tensed up again and gripped their weapons tightly.

"Go! Stop these zombies!"

The crowd then followed Lin Chen as they charged out from the city wall once more!

Lin Chen kept smashing out shipping containers, crushing large numbers of Tier 1 zombies time and time again.

Just then—

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of distinct and powerful gunshots suddenly rang out from behind the horde of zombies!

At the same time, several beams of light of different colors pierced through the wind and snow, crashing into the zombie horde and instantly causing chaos.

Lin Chen looked up and saw Li Ya's team appearing like divine soldiers descending from the sky, standing to the side and rear of the horde of corpses.

They had obviously just returned and, without even having time to rest, went straight into battle.

The well-trained team members used the terrain to their advantage, precisely eliminating the zombies with crossfire. Their efficient teamwork instantly reduced the pressure on the front lines.

With the addition of this new force, the balance of power in the battle quickly shifted.

The trailing horde of zombies was quickly cut off and cleared away.

During a lull in the fighting, Li Ya quickly came to Lin Chen's side. Although she couldn't hide her exhaustion, her eyes held the joy of having completed the mission: "We're back. Today went fairly smoothly. We've basically cleared out the ten schools we visited, and the team hasn't suffered any casualties."

Lin Chen nodded, gave Li Ya a gentle hug, and then let go.

His gaze turned to what was behind Li Ya.

The returning team members all looked tired, but their eyes remained sharp.

Li Ya pointed to the thousands of new faces behind the group: "These are the new members who were rescued from the zombies at the school today and have undergone initial screening."

He walked past these people and pointed to the group of teachers and students who looked to be no less than ten thousand people following behind him: "These are the survivors of these ten schools, and they are all willing to join the outer city team."

Lin Chen nodded again: "You take them inside first, I'll clean up the mess."

"it is good."

Li Ya led the team and new members into the depths of the shelter, while Zhou Tiannian took over the resettlement tasks for the other students and teachers with great enthusiasm.