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

After leaving the base, Lin Chen strolled through the ruins of New York City.

I walked through Times Square and glanced at the toppled Charging Bull.

From time to time, you can see hordes of zombies, as well as mutated rats that suddenly crawl out of the sewers.

He walked through several blocks to the Hudson River.

The river was much wider than before the apocalypse, and the seawater overflowed, turning the low-lying areas on both banks into a vast swamp.

In the distance, the statue representing so-called freedom, its torch long gone, is now just an arm raised high, pointing to the sky.

Lin Chen found a relatively open platform by the river and stopped.

He took out the five Odin's divine tablets from his spatial storage, their dark red runes shimmering slightly.

He grasped the first divine tablet and infused it with divine power.

The runes flickered violently, like dying snakes, twisting and convulsing before fading. Cracks spread from the center outwards, and with a crack, it shattered into several pieces.

He picked up the second piece, and did the same thing.

The third piece...

Moments later, all five divine tablets shattered into pieces.

Lin Chen gathered the fragments together and put them back into his spatial storage. According to Zi Ling, these metals used to forge the divine tablets were excellent materials for refining artifacts and had the special function of storing divine power.

However, he doesn't have the ability to forge weapons, so he can only wait and see if he has the opportunity to use it in the future.

Lin Chen clapped his hands, then frowned and stared blankly at the ocean in front of him.

"Master, the divine power will be fully converted in five days. At that time, the divine power will circulate throughout your body, and you will be able to fly without any worries. You don't need to worry about insufficient divine power."

Lin Chen's eyes lit up: "Five days? Great! Then let's wait another five days, and then we'll go to Europe to meet the gods there."

After wandering around the area, he returned to the base.

For the next five days, Lin Chen did not leave New York City.

During the day, he would occasionally go out with Evelyn and others to clear out zombies, and at night he would enjoy Evelyn and Amelia's various ways of flattering him.

With an additional hundred S-class powerhouses joining every day, their speed in clearing zombies from New City is constantly increasing.

Early on the fifth day, after distributing the spirit crystals, Lin Chen climbed alone to the top of the ruins of the Empire State Building.

He stood on the remaining steel beams, facing the sea, and closed his eyes to channel his divine power.

Purple light flowed within his body, like a newly awakened river, originating from his dantian and surging towards his limbs and bones.

Zi Ling floated on his shoulder, her little face serious: "It'll be soon, Master, it'll be soon."

Suddenly, a crisp "pop" sound rang in Lin Chen's heart.

The sound was very soft, like a bubble bursting, like a seed breaking through the soil, like something finally breaking through its final shackles.

The last wisp of mortal supernatural energy was swallowed by the divine light. The divine power circulated completely through the meridians, from the dantian to the fingertips, from the chest cavity to the top of the head, every meridian was filled with purple-gold light, and there was no more obstruction.

He clenched his fist, and lightning crackled and flashed faintly on the surface of his fist.

Lin Chen opened his eyes, a flash of purple light disappearing within them. He stood up, his body feeling as light as if it had no weight.

With a thought, he slowly rose into the air. Unhurried and steady, as if walking on solid ground, even more stable than walking.

He glanced down at the ruins at his feet, then looked up at something higher.

He pushed harder, surged upwards. He broke through the clouds; the sunlight was blinding, but he didn't look away.

He flipped in the air, paused, accelerated, and accelerated again.

The wind whistled past his ears like countless knives scraping, yet it couldn't cut through the thin layer of purple light surrounding him.

He laughed loudly, his eyes filled with fervor.

"Ziling, this feeling is amazing!" Lin Chen's voice echoed in the high sky like thunder.

The complete circulation of divine power runs through the body, with each meridian like a rushing river, full of vitality and endless flow.

He looked up at the higher place, and divine power, along with spiritual power, spread in all directions.

Crossing mountains, rivers, and oceans, our vision extends ever onward.

Finally, he saw the unfamiliar celestial body. It was entirely gray-black, suspended in the void, as quiet as an eye that never closes, waiting for him.

Unable to contain his excitement any longer, Lin Chen flew toward the celestial body.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the clouds rushed past beneath me.

He flew higher and higher, the air grew thinner and thinner, and a chill came from all directions, but his divine power circulated endlessly within him, keeping the cold at bay.

He looked down at the continent beneath his feet. The coastline was blurred, and the outline of the ground gradually shrank, turning into a patch of grayish-green.

I turned my gaze away and continued upward. The celestial body was getting closer and closer.

After an unknown amount of time, he had completely entered space.

Lin Chen hovered in the void, sensing the environment. Divine power continuously nourished his body, allowing him to easily withstand the vacuum depressurization, cosmic radiation, and extreme cold near absolute zero.

Suppressing his excitement, he flew towards the unfamiliar spherical celestial body once again.

The distance is still far, but the outline is already clearly visible.

It is entirely gray-black, with its surface densely covered with tiny hexagonal mirrors, pieced together in a neat and irregular pattern, resembling a super-giant mirror sphere.

As he flew higher and closer, he felt the immense size of the celestial body, which was nearly half the size of the moon.

It hovered in the dark void, surrounded by large pieces of satellite debris and shattered solar panels, like crushed toys.

When he reached a distance of about 10,000 meters from the celestial body, he was already panting heavily.

It wasn't the physical exertion from flying that prevented him from getting closer; rather, it was the powerful force emanating from this celestial body that was preventing him from approaching.

"Master, look over there." Zi Ling tugged at Lin Chen's collar and pointed behind her.

Lin Chen turned his head and discovered another identical celestial body in another direction.

He observed carefully and noticed that the two celestial bodies were located exactly at the north and south poles of the blue planet.

He could clearly feel a scorching heat emanating from the celestial body in front of him, a heat that was not of the same origin as the sun, but was scorching the blue planet.

"Zi Ling, do you think they are the source of the disaster on Blue Star?" Lin Chen asked, panting.

Zi Ling pondered for a moment, then shook her little head: "Not entirely. But extreme weather is probably caused by them."

Lin Chen looked at Zi Ling with hopeful eyes: "Can you put them into your spatial storage?"

Zi Ling hesitated as she looked at the celestial body before her, then shook her head: "I can't. This seems to be a treasure of a great supernatural being, bearing the imprint of his divine consciousness."

"A person with great supernatural powers?"

"That's a tenth-tier expert."

"Tenth Rank!" Lin Chen was shocked. According to Zi Ling, a powerhouse of this level had already reached the very pinnacle of the universe.

"Yes, so don't even think about getting your hands on it."

"But why would he use his own treasure to deal with an ordinary planet like Earth?"

Lin Chen was puzzled. Blue Star was originally just an ordinary planet without any superpowered individuals. Why would it be worth a powerful superpowered individual using a treasure to deal with it?

Zi Ling remained silent for a moment before uttering even more hurtful words: "This might just be one of the manifestations of his treasure."

Lin Chen fell silent, feeling an overwhelming sense of powerlessness, and even a fleeting thought of giving up.