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Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 268 - 121: War Supplies and Expanding Power
"Is it true that the assessment for the inspector of Firewood Shelter City doesn’t require human approval?"
Cheng Ye’s heart inexplicably skipped a beat as his gaze swept over the text on the screen, realizing the value of the four-piece set.
This is practically a windfall.
Compared to the step-by-step practical assessments required for intern promotion in Happiness City, Firewood’s assessment is absurdly simple.
It’s like a math problem: right is right, wrong is wrong, the answer is written right in front of you.
Unlike in Happiness City, where in addition to meeting competency standards, you need to learn to align yourself, handle social affairs, and even pay back the "debts" of your elders.
"Hmm... looking at it this way, after the rank promotion in Firewood, it probably leans more towards the permissions I want, rather than being directly tied to real power."
Cheng Ye rubbed his chin, quietly pondering the differences in the pros and cons of this system.
The easier it is to quantify and meet the standard, often the less value it holds.
Even in Happiness City, the release of power is approached with great caution.
With the scale and system of Firewood Shelter City, there is no way they would allow such a simple expansion of power.
To put it bluntly, this assessment standard for inspectors is hardly different from the ordinary department assessments within Happiness City.
It is more like training employees to follow procedures rather than grooming decision-makers who can stand on their own.
"If it’s just about filtering employees, the conditions must not be too harsh. These current three are really simple, one easier than the other."
Cheng Ye couldn’t help but mutter softly to himself.
Energy response greater than 35?
When boarding the Flying Wing earlier, Li Changfeng mentioned his energy response was 35, which should make him qualified.
Certification of 5000 shootings? Purely a matter of time; shooting 500 a day can be done in ten days!
The only slightly challenging part is memorizing the intern materials, but this is precisely what intrigues Cheng Ye the most.
Under different systems, Firewood’s requirements for inspectors must be different, and the information hidden in the materials is precisely the capital to survive in the Wasteland.
"I feel I can complete the intern assessment in at most half a month!"
Cheng Ye felt secretly invigorated.
He didn’t expect such an unexpected surprise.
No need to crack any codes, just completing the tasks can unlock permissions, saving a lot of effort.
As for whether there will be human assessment during future upgrades?
Take things as they come; first, elevate to the highest level possible.
Thinking this, he picked up the "weight scale" like detector, and started following the instructions on his phone.
The patch wires were densely packed, but each patch was marked with numbers corresponding to the body parts labeled on the phone: wrist, chest, root of the thigh... The patches felt cool when applied, quite comfortable.
With the patches in place, Cheng Ye pressed ’Start Detection’ on his phone. A tickling current suddenly surged from the patches into his body like countless tiny ants crawling.
He instinctively tensed his muscles to resist, and the numbers on the screen immediately started jumping:
[21]
"Not enough."
Cheng Ye gritted his teeth and suddenly mustered his internal strength, causing the veins in his arms to bulge instantly, like green earthworms wriggling under his skin.
The numbers on the screen climbed crazily:
24, 27, 30, 35... Finally, it halted at 37, no matter how much force he exerted, he couldn’t push it any further.
"Got it!"
With a sigh of relief, his tense muscles relaxed suddenly, and the tickling current vanished without a trace.
However, before he could remove the patches, they started heating up, especially those on critical areas, getting hotter and causing his brow to twitch.
[Talent Detection in Progress...]
A prompt appeared on the screen.
Cheng Ye raised an eyebrow, not hastily removing them.
This level of heat was still bearable, he was curious to see what tricks Firewood’s detector still had up its sleeve.
Unlike energy detection which prioritizes efficiency—users might need frequent testing, thus speed is essential.
Talent detection was evidently different; one might only test once or twice in a lifetime, so of course, it’s done with special attention and care.
After a good ten-plus minutes, the burning patches finally cooled down, but before Cheng Ye could relax, another set started heating up.
This time the heat was more concentrated, gathering almost entirely at the chest.
To his horror, as the heat increased, an unexpected pattern of wild grass totems surfaced on his chest, faint green lines crawling on his skin as if alive, gently wriggling.
In the next moment, his heart rate suddenly accelerated, and beads of sweat appeared on his skin, triggered by some force causing an intense stress response.
[Detecting physical talent, calculating talent level...]
Impressive!
Firewood even had such detection methods, leaving Cheng Ye somewhat astonished, allowing the detector to continue its work.
Another ten-plus minutes passed, and when the last patch finally cooled, the screen finally displayed the detailed data:
[Physical Talent: Excellent]
[Response Intensity: 7]
[Estimated Max Improvement: 11]
[Upgrade Method: Locked (Please unlock Level 2 or higher permission to view)]
[Estimated Potential Evolution: Locked (Please unlock Level 4 or higher permission to view)]
...
"Talent can actually be actively enhanced and evolved?"
Cheng Ye was taken aback.
He had always assumed that in the Wasteland era, human awakened talents were innate, like Dai Zun’s Iron Body talent, a result of genetic "lottery draw."
Many related books describe it this way too, last era’s extraordinary wave stirred the gene pool, and in eighty years humans achieved a leap in transformation, leading to the vast difference between Wastelanders and people of the old era.
If not for this, such a drastic evolution in merely three generations would be impossible.







