Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 264 - 119: Contract Responsibility System, The Last Peaceful Days
Ding Yishan was momentarily lost in confusion, his gaze somewhat vacant.
Jiang Chuan saw that he was no longer laughing hysterically and breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, his eyes involuntarily shifted slightly, landing on the piece of paper filled with writing.
At the top, there was a bold line of characters, the ink not yet dry, deeply penetrating the paper.
[A Few Opinions on the Inspector’s Responsibility for Outer City Construction]
Inspector, responsible?
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The door opened.
A faint sound of shoveling soil came from the corner of the balcony, and all the flower pots had been moved there.
Wang Kang and Liu Yi were squatting there, one shoveling soil, the other carefully planting the obtained seeds into the soil. The light shone on their profiles, and the room exuded a warm and harmonious atmosphere reminiscent of peaceful times.
Luo Xiaoxue sat on the sofa, holding a book that seemed to be reading, but her gaze rarely fell on the pages.
Hearing the door open, she and Wang Kang both turned their heads and smiled slightly.
But to Cheng Ye, those smiles seemed somewhat forced, forming a stark contrast with Liu Yi’s innocent demeanor.
"Are you alright?" Luo Xiaoxue closed her book and was the first to speak, "Don’t stress too much."
"No big deal, it might even be an opportunity."
Cheng Ye winked, "Come, it’s time to eat, let me show you how to enjoy this delicacy."
The beef on the table had already thawed, and Cheng Ye, acting as if nothing was amiss, set up the induction cooker and began boiling water.
The seasonings brought by Li Changfeng were abundant, and he picked some to enhance the flavor, adding them to the water.
Soon, a faint aroma wafted from the pot.
He used a knife to slice the beef into thin pieces, arranging them on a plate along the grain.
Once everything was ready, except for Liu Yi who was still enthusiastically shoveling soil, Wang Kang also sat down. However, neither of them seemed to have much appetite, their eyes tinged with obvious worry.
This was because during Cheng Ye’s call in the room, his voice was not small, and especially the latter part was quite intense. They vaguely overheard quite a bit.
However, many things become more unsettling when not heard clearly, and these fragmented pieces of information gradually sketched a vague outline in their minds.
For example, several keywords: five hundred thousand, more than five hundred thousand, infected bodies, infection source, a large number of people, responsibility...
With such associations, a terrifying suspicion lingered in their minds.
Could it be that although winter hadn’t arrived, an infection wave of no less than five hundred thousand was already rushing towards Happiness City?
Steam rose above the induction cooker, enveloping half the table.
Silence slowly warmed up, much like the hot water in the pot.
Luo Xiaoxue could still hold back her doubts, but Wang Kang finally couldn’t resist any longer. Leaning forward, he asked: "Brother Cheng, is the infection wave coming?"
"Infection wave?"
Cheng Ye was momentarily confused, his face bewildered, "Where did you hear that from?"
"Wasn’t it you who just mentioned it in the room?" Wang Kang pointed to the bedroom, "Something about five hundred thousand, infected bodies, unstoppable..."
"Did I just say that?"
Cheng Ye was even more puzzled. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand half amused, half exasperated, "What infection wave, don’t overthink it. It’s a population, five hundred thousand people are going to migrate here."
"What?"
This time it was Luo Xiaoxue’s turn to be startled. Her chopsticks clattered against the edge of the bowl as she exclaimed:
"Five hundred thousand people?"
"Yes, this is a long story, and to explain it to you, I have to start from last night."
It truly is a long story.
Because no one could have imagined that he went to Firewood Shelter City last night, riding around on a Flying Wing in the dead of night. When visiting the inspection station, he happened to encounter someone influenced by a Wanderer.
Returning this morning, it was such a coincidence to find the same type of backpack at the inspection station’s entrance, which led him to trace the Wanderer’s tracks and ultimately stir up such a mess.
Talking about this sounds unbelievable, and no one would believe it.
Even Cheng Ye thought it was absurd, like a series of coincidences forcibly twisted together by fate.
But that’s life for you. You never know which will come first, accident or tomorrow, nor if seemingly troublesome matters might conceal an opportunity.
Right now, the appearance of the Wanderer wasn’t a disaster, but rather an unexpected opportunity for Happiness City.
Even though many people felt uneasy, there was no way to avoid it and they could only face reality.
After quickly recounting last night’s thrilling events and then explaining his recent conversation with Jiang Chuan,
Seeing the two were utterly stunned, unable to recover for a long time, Cheng Ye smiled, picked up a few pieces of beef, and placed them in the pot.
The steam dissipated before him, carrying the delicate scent of Yaksha beef.
For some reason.
He had a vague hunch that this kind of peaceful day might not occur again for a very long time.
"Just hope that heaven blesses us... aside from the Migrants, may no other troubles arise!"
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