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

After exiting the station, Lin Chen rode Yuanzai northward.

The midday sun was scorching, and the heatwave distorted the outlines of the distant ruins.

The US military base that Park Jung-ho mentioned is a military camp located north of the Han River, which now houses more than 3,000 US soldiers. In the early days of the apocalypse, many pro-US people also defected there.

Relying on their military force, they also controlled many Korean civilians, and would occasionally arrest other lone or weak ordinary people.

Moreover, the enemy launched frequent attacks in the early stages, seizing a lot of resources, which is why they are now facing a severe shortage of supplies.

Along the way, he pondered that Park Jung-ho had three million first-order crystal cores, and the American troops in the north of the city should have quite a few as well.

Based on Park Jung-ho's description, Lin Chen deduced that it should be no less than five million.

Soon, the outline of the military camp gradually came into view. Red brick walls, barbed wire, guard towers, searchlights—it looked almost exactly the same as before the apocalypse.

The man and the bear walked straight toward the gate.

The two sentries at the gate paused for a moment, then raised their guns and shouted at the sentries in English.

Lin Chen didn't understand and continued walking forward.

The sentry shouted a few words over the walkie-talkie, and a piercing alarm sounded throughout the camp.

A group of superhumans rushed out of the barracks, led by a lieutenant colonel in his early forties with a fierce face. He shouted something in English.

Lin Chen frowned and asked, "Is there anyone who can speak Mandarin?"

The lieutenant colonel was slightly taken aback by Lin Chen's words and looked at Lin Chen with a blank expression.

Fortunately, a Korean man beside him understood Lin Chen's words and whispered a few words in Zhong Xiao's ear.

Then the Korean man stepped forward and asked in fluent Mandarin, "Are you Chinese?"

Lin Chen nodded: "Tell this American that I'm here to make a deal."

The Korean continued translating: "What kind of transaction?"

"We'll trade you food and water for the crystal cores you have."

The Korean man's expression changed slightly as he translated the message to the lieutenant colonel. Upon hearing the translation, the lieutenant colonel immediately became fierce and loudly urged Lin Chen to leave.

Lin Chen frowned slightly; something was off about these people's behavior. He then continued walking forward, intending to go inside and take a look.

The lieutenant colonel gave the order and raised his hand, sending a fireball hurtling towards Lin Chen. The superhumans behind him followed suit, unleashing a barrage of fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades, and earth spikes.

Seeing this, Lin Chen's expression turned cold. He raised his hand, and more than a dozen bolts of lightning struck down, instantly turning everyone except the Koreans who understood Mandarin into ashes.

With the blessing of divine power, all his supernatural abilities are transforming into laws, and their power is greatly enhanced.

The Korean man was terrified and collapsed to the ground, his crotch soaked.

"What's your name?" Lin Chen asked, looking down at him as he approached.

"Lee... Lee Yoon-ho."

"Take me to the boss here."

Lee Yoon-ho scrambled to his feet, not even bothering to wipe his crotch, and staggered deeper into the military camp, with Lin Chen riding Yuanzai behind him.

Upon seeing the soldiers and superhumans patrolling the military camp, Lee Yoon-ho was about to call for help.

But Lin Chen turned him to ashes from afar with lightning magic. Seeing this, he was so frightened that he could barely walk.

Finally, the piercing alarm sounded in the camp.

Lin Chen frowned: "Hurry up, don't waste time."

"Okay... sir."

Lee Yoon-ho quickly roused himself and scrambled ahead to lead the way, fearing that the killer behind him might also strike him with electricity.

Soon, after turning the corner of a building, they arrived at the entrance to an underground fortification, where a large number of superhumans had already gathered.

Upon seeing Lin Chen, these people immediately fired their guns, and some even raised shoulder-fired rockets and fired them directly at Lin Chen.

Seeing this, Lee Yoon-ho was completely terrified. What had he done to deserve this? There were American soldiers in front of him, and an unknown killing machine behind him.

Just when he was in despair, he discovered that the bullets and rockets stopped right in front of him.

Then it flew back and crashed into the crowd.

"Boom!"

The rocket exploded in the crowd, causing people to fall and tumble, but most were only injured and no one died.

Then Lin Chen unleashed his lightning again; these people, who had dodged the bomb, were still reduced to ashes.

"Keep leading the way." Lin Chen urged Li Yunhao, who quickly got up and rushed ahead. Clearly, this killing god was the real terror.

And so, the two fought their way in.

The further Lin Chen went, the more strange it seemed. According to Park Jung-ho, there should be quite a few people here.

However, there were not many people inside the underground fortifications, and not a single ordinary person was seen.

Then more and more Americans, along with a group of Koreans, rushed toward him recklessly.

He was shouting words that Lin Chen couldn't understand.

"#%￥%&*......."

However, he still understood what "shit" and "ah-shi-ba" meant.

But these people turned to ashes halfway there.

A moment later, the two finally arrived at the door of an underground office.

"Sir... this is the office of General Mike, the leader of the base."

"Open the door."

"Yes."

Lee Yoon-ho pushed open the door shakily. Inside was a spacious office with the American flag and military maps hanging on the walls.

A man in his twenties sat behind a desk, dressed in a crisp military uniform with the rank of major general on his shoulder.

He saw Lin Chen come in, but he wasn't flustered at all. Instead, he swirled the red wine in his wine glass.

He then smiled and said a few words to Lin Chen.

Lee Yoon-ho translated tremulously: "He said, sir, you are too rude, not gentlemanly at all."

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, sat down directly in the chair in front of the other person, and said sarcastically, "You Americans are as hypocritical as ever. You were the ones who tried to kill me first, so what? I can't fight back?"

Lee Yoon-ho continued translating without missing a single word.

"Friends from China, what's your name?" After listening to Li Yunhao's translation, Mike wasn't angry at all. Instead, he asked Lin Chen as if they were having a casual chat.

"Lin Chen".

"Oh, Mr. Lin, what is your purpose in trespassing into our base?"

"It was supposed to be a trade. I'd exchange food and water for your useless Tier 1 crystal cores," Lin Chen said, leaning back in his chair and putting his legs up on the other person's table.

Mike's eyelids twitched, but he still smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, it seems we've made a wasted trip. Our base doesn't have any crystal cores."

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing that the other party was not lying, but this made no sense at all.

He had just tried to send a mental suggestion to the other person, but he failed and even sensed a strong "divine" aura from this person.

Could it be another psychic?