Wasteland Border Inspector
Chapter 389 - 152: Vortex Water, Standing on the Shoulders of Giants! (Part 2)
"What about Dapo Town? What do you think?" Jiang Chuan asked, with a hint of probing in his tone.
"It’s pretty good, with fish and hydroelectricity, it’s a great place."
Cheng Ye shifted the topic with a smile, "Speaking of which, I need to go back and finish answering the questions later. I haven’t completed yesterday’s test paper yet, can’t delay the assessment."
He knew clearly that what he said to Jiang Chuan would likely reach Ding Yishan’s ears.
So he didn’t give a definitive answer about whether to choose Dapo Town.
He had to first observe the actions of his two competitors. If Ding Yishan forcibly paired him with one of them, things would become troublesome.
The best outcome would be if Ding Yishan was willing to delegate authority and let him fully manage Dapo Town alone.
If this request was too unusual and it didn’t work out, he could bring in Wang Kang as a deputy.
Although Wang Kang was also an intern like him, they knew each other well, and at least he wouldn’t interfere with Cheng Ye’s plans.
Anyway, he didn’t want outsiders meddling in the development of Dapo Town, otherwise, all his future resource plans in his mind would be impossible to realize.
Jiang Chuan noticed the implied meaning in his words and didn’t ask further questions, just smiled, "Alright, then my invigilation task is also considered done."
The vehicle continued to drive along the national highway.
As the time passed eight o’clock, the sun rose from the horizon, the snow gradually lessened from the previous fine powder-like to sporadic snowflakes, and the wind also softened considerably.
A hazy heat rose faintly at the horizon, and as they drew closer, the outline of Happiness City became increasingly clear in the view.
The shelter city surrounded by high walls seemed so welcoming at this moment.
Cheng Ye smacked his lips, unable to deny that it really felt like coming home now!
Driving further along, as the car rushed down the ramp from the previous uphill route, Cheng Ye finally saw clearly that the place where the heat was rising was the refugee camp in front of the Central Station.
From afar, the camp was orderly, without the anticipated chaos. Happiness City had obviously well-prepared for the temperature drop.
He pulled out his Defense Communication device, and as soon as the signal bars lit up again, he immediately dialed Qin Feng.
Although it was already known that the Vortex Turtle Shell was not the infection source, in Jiang Chuan’s eyes, it still belonged to "unknown dangerous items."
If it were taken by the inspection station and handed over to the research institute, not only would the process be tedious, but he might not even get the information.
Handing it directly to Qin Feng was completely different; as the discoverer, he would have an excuse to acquire further information about the Vortex Turtle and preserve his future right to know.
"Hey, Researcher Qin, I found an unknown infection source in the Wilderness, do you want to take a look?"
On the other end, Qin Feng instantly perked up, "Oh? What is it? Where did you find it?"
"Here’s the deal..." Cheng Ye quickly described the discovery of the Black Striped Fish King, the abnormality of its shell, and how the fish king’s body exploded.
As the discoverer, he naturally told the entire process clearly.
Amidst the conversation, Qin Feng’s voice became more and more excited, and even his speech sped up, "Where are you now? I’ll come over immediately!"
"Heading towards the South Inspection Station, let’s meet at the South Inspection Station."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Ye glanced sideways at Jiang Chuan.
"No worries, just pretend you discovered it alone, don’t mention me. Handling this kind of stuff requires a lot of information, and it’s quite troublesome," Jiang Chuan smiled indifferently.
He was an assistant to Ding Yishan and within the inspection station’s officer system, he didn’t need any additional achievements to climb higher.
As long as there’s a vacant position in the inspection station, becoming an Inspector is just a matter of Ding Yishan nodding once.
But Cheng Ye, being an intern at the bottom of the inspector system, needed such achievements to bolster his resume.
With more people, the weight of that resume would naturally be diluted.
As the pickup truck passed the edge of the North Inspection Station, an armed pickup drove by, but this time Jiang Chuan opened the radio in advance, communicating remotely with them before being allowed to pass through.
The vehicle drove along the passage towards the South Inspection Station, passing by the refugee camp midway, Jiang Chuan deliberately slowed down to let Cheng Ye observe.
Through the window, one could see rows of fire pits set up outside the temporary tents of the refugee camp.
Several temporary electrical lines stretched out from inside the city, and a heater was blowing hot air around every area.
Most refugees were wrapped in thick old cotton-padded clothes, and although their faces were red from the cold, their mental state was exceptionally stable. Some were tidying their houses, while others gathered to chat.
With laughs and chatter, it seemed as though this July snow and sudden temperature drop were just a trivial matter to them.
Cheng Ye was momentarily stunned; he had initially thought such low temperatures would cause chaos, but the scene before him was quite the opposite.
Seeing his confusion, Jiang Chuan explained with a smile, "Short-term snowfall has minimal impact, and this cold isn’t really much now. Back in the Great Expansion era, we had to work outside in deep winter at temperatures below minus ten degrees, freezing our hands numb, yet we got through it."
"Moreover, they probably have already released the news about the upcoming construction of the Satellite City. According to public opinion surveys from the past two days, many people actually prefer taking a chance in the surrounding areas rather than staying here waiting for the Central Inspection Station’s release. After all, Satellite City is in need of people, and as long as you are willing to work, your future prospects are certainly much higher than working hard step by step in the Buffer Zone."
Cheng Ye didn’t reply, his gaze still lingered on the lively faces within the camp.
Especially a few fleeting, old faces. Their age should be similar to Elder Song, and it was unexpected that even such elderly people had migrated to Happiness City.