Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 285 - 126: Unity of Heaven and Man, Extraordinary Admission Ticket!

Chapter 285: Chapter 126: Unity of Heaven and Man, Extraordinary Admission Ticket!

The sound of rain outside seemed isolated in another world.

Fine strands of rain tapped on the glass, slanting through the two holes in the wall, seeping a small patch of dark water stains on the floor, yet unable to penetrate the still air of the conference room.

Only the ticking of the wall clock, each tick like a heavy hammer, struck the heart.

Causing everyone to breathe more slowly, trying to minimize their presence in the conference room.

Just moments ago, Lanni and Zhao Kai were arguing fiercely over the plan, now they sat shriveled in their chairs as if their bones had been pulled out, shoulders slightly hunched, hardly daring to breathe.

Hou Rui and Carl Dickinson, who had previously come out swinging, also restrained all their sharpness.

At some point, Hou Rui had changed to a new pair of gold-rimmed glasses, taking out a tissue to carefully polish the shiny lenses.

Carl Dickinson lowered his head slightly, flipping through his folder, fingers aimlessly drawing circles on the paper.

But the tightly pressed lips and the tense jawlines of the two revealed the turmoil in their hearts at that moment.

At one time, Happiness City stood as a tripod.

Technology, Extraordinary, Inspection Station.

Controlling development, external, and internal affairs in three directions.

In theory, the placement and selection of migrants and refugees were originally the routine business of the Inspection Station.

But over the many years of step-by-step development, everyone had forgotten about it.

Until now, when Ding Yishan stood up and laid the word ’responsibility’ out in the open, everyone suddenly realized a forgotten fact:

Among all the departments in Happiness City, it seems...only the Inspection Station has no excuse to find?

The Public Works Bureau can blame Human Resources for sending incompetent workers; Human Resources can complain about tight training budgets and high demands.

The Industrial Bureau can push the blame on outdated equipment, insufficient production capacity, or even reverse blame the Resources Bureau for inadequate supply.

The quality of task completion by various departments can always find some reasons to exonerate—be it shirking responsibility or passing the buck, there is a survival philosophy for it.

But the Inspection Station can’t.

But the Inspectors... can’t!

Because if they shirk responsibility, the source of infection will spread like wild grass, crazily growing through the cracks of the Buffer Zone, breaking through the defenses overnight.

Because if they pass the buck, the entire Happiness City will lose its foothold on the Wasteland.

After all, if even the most basic safety can’t be maintained, what development or external affairs can be discussed?

Why had no one realized this before?

It wasn’t until Ding Yishan suddenly became "tough" that everyone belatedly realized.

Seeing no one speaking for a long while, Yuan Gang’s gaze deepened as he slowly scanned the room.

From front to back, from left to right.

His gaze moved neither fast nor slow, but carried an invisible pressure, as if it could penetrate flesh and reach the deepest part of one’s heart.

Those who were once flipping through documents and pretending to think were now all lowering their heads as if an invisible hand was pressing on the back of their necks.

As if this gaze held extraordinary power.

A bit absurd.

A group of people who usually commanded winds and rains in their respective departments, discussing and analyzing, but when it came to someone standing up to take all the consequences, not one dared to raise their head.

Why?

Because no matter how well the houses are built, no matter how comfortably the migrants live, the credit would not fall on them.

In normal times, this was nothing more than a "follow-the-plan" routine task.

Plans are made, subordinates advance the process, if mistakes occur, blame is placed on the construction workers, or complaints about bad weather, insufficient materials, uncooperative migrants are made.

If they wanted to find an excuse, they could always find a myriad of reasons to exonerate themselves. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But truly standing up to take on this responsibility is akin to nailing oneself to a fire basin.

Who can guarantee there are no surprises during the process?

This is not a game, where clicking "execute the plan" results in rows of neat houses.

In the Void Mist, a monster emerges, an outbreak of infection occurs, or internal conflicts within migrants arise.

Any possibility could cause the entire construction plan to come to a halt at any time.

So, who dares to take this responsibility?

Who dares to pat their chest and assure proper placement of the tens of thousands who are about to migrate, ensuring they don’t freeze, don’t starve, and remain orderly?

Who dares to say that even if a mistake is eventually made, even if facing questioning from Yuan Gang, the anger of numerous Extraordinary, and grievances from migrants, they won’t shirk responsibility or pass the buck?

No one dares.

"Since everyone has concerns and doesn’t want to wade through this muddy water to contribute to our Happiness City, it seems necessary for me to appoint a group and a group leader to resolve this matter."

Yuan Gang spoke again, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.

Then his gaze precisely landed on Ding Yishan: "Station Chief Ding, as for the group constructing the houses, would you have a problem being the group leader?"

"Yes, there’s a problem!"

The retort came almost at the very moment Yuan Gang finished speaking, like a thunderclap striking the silent conference room.

What the hell?

Everyone was stunned, was he that tough?

What stimulus did Ding Yishan receive today that he dared to directly confront the Deputy City Lord?

Even Carl Dickinson, who habitually enjoyed poking at Ding Yishan, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ding Yishan from the corner of his eye.

Despite everyone knowing that Yuan Gang had absolute double standards for Extraordinary and ordinary people.

If any Extraordinary dared to be rude here relying on their power, they would definitely be slapped out to sober up by him.

But for ordinary people’s differing opinions, he often forgets he is an Extraordinary.

He represses his sharpness and listens patiently.