Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 130 The Hundred Ghosts Gang, Exaggerated Spoils!
Everyone has different feelings about their first pot of gold.

Whether marveling at the wonder of fate, feeling gratified that hard work has finally paid off, or looking back years later, seeing it as nothing more than a few trials on the road of life, or on a sleepless night, when suddenly thinking of it, a wave of indescribable emotion still rises in one's heart.

But no matter what it tastes like, this initial gain will always leave a deep mark on your memory.

Like a wedge driven into a certain part of one's life, no matter how far one goes in the future, one can always clearly see the initial mark when looking back.

For Cheng Ye, the nascent form of dragon power found on Chu Yunfeng was his most precious first pot of gold.

The resulting surge in physical abilities directly increased his survival rate at the North Checkpoint, and he later displayed his prowess in the Starfish Disaster.

So much so that every time Cheng Ye accumulated enough energy, he would inevitably think of Chu Yunfeng.

And now, we meet again.

In just over half a month, the two people standing on opposite sides of the rain curtain made Cheng Ye feel a sense of disorientation, as if things had changed.

Before sunrise and sunset dozens of times, the two of them still couldn't establish themselves in this happy city.

But now, it seems that we have already taken a big step forward.

"grown ups?"

Seeing Cheng Ye standing at the edge of the awning, his brows furrowing and relaxing, his expression changing several times, Jun Dao quickly approached and asked in a low, nervous voice.

At the same time, he subconsciously reached for the pistol at his waist, thinking that Cheng Ye had already determined that the scavenger was a high-risk infected person and was ready to take action at any time.

"It's alright, just follow the procedure, he's someone we know."

"acquaintance?"

Saber paused for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Even when prosecutors encounter acquaintances while on duty, they rarely speak so bluntly.
Generally, when two people openly acknowledge their relationship, it often means that their relationship is indeed quite close.

The officer immediately understood. The wariness and coldness he had shown when facing the lone scavenger faded slightly, replaced by a relatively friendly smile.

When Chu Yunfeng walked through the passage and arrived at the window in front of the quarantine area, he immediately stepped forward to greet him:
"Hello, since you are entering the city alone, please present your resident ID card first, according to the regulations."

When he raised his hand to indicate the testing window, Saber's tone was gentler than usual, but the seriousness in his eyes remained undiminished.

Lone scavengers are always a key target for screening, and their identities must be verified first to prevent unregistered newcomers from sneaking into the buffer zone and adding to the already tense epidemic prevention work.

"Yes, sir, here are my identification documents."

Chu Yunfeng put down the waterproof bag on his shoulder and awkwardly reached his hand into the collar of his raincoat. He groped around inside for a while before finally pulling out a slightly wrinkled paper document.

Unlike the residents of Xinhuo, who all have metal badges as their identity markers.

Ordinary residents of Happiness City must stay for a year before they are eligible to receive a badge.

For a newcomer like Chu Yunfeng, all he has is this paper certificate.

The document was carefully sealed with plastic, and the edge was even covered with a crookedly woven sleeve made of colorful yarn, showing that it was usually taken very seriously.

As Jun Dao took the ID, his fingertips touched the raised ball of yarn on the knitted cover. He glanced down and saw the image of a family of three holding hands printed on the front, and his expression softened even more.

The person who would make a protective cover for ID cards is unlikely to be a vicious criminal.

"Please wait a moment, we need to perform a system verification."

"Thank you for your help." Chu Yunfeng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but after glancing at Cheng Ye's face for a moment, he swallowed his words back.

He didn't actually know Cheng Ye's name. When they entered the city at the central checkpoint, Cheng Ye wore a mask the whole time. He only remembered the figure with the keen senses of a martial artist, but he didn't see the face.

At this moment, he glanced at Cheng Ye a few more times without making a sound, and was secretly taken aback.

What a young prosecutor!
Judging by his age, he seemed a few years younger than the idle thugs in the shantytown, but his inner and outer composure was more solid than many of the veterans he had met before.

"Chu Yunfeng, 34, currently registered residence is located in E17 shantytown. Requesting quick verification of identity information."

He pointed his saber at the defense bulletin hanging on his chest and sent out the message. As soon as he finished speaking, the clerk on the other end of the quarantine area responded.

"Received, verifying!"

Tap the data, and the data stream on the screen scrolls rapidly.

Within ten seconds, a clear response came through: "Data is correct, match successful, indeed a registered resident of E17 shantytown. Note: This resident has been registered for less than a month."

Less than a month?
That means they're complete newbies!
Jun Dao was stunned. How could a newcomer be an acquaintance of Prosecutor Cheng?
But then, it suddenly dawned on him that Prosecutor Cheng was also a newcomer.

However, within this quarantine area, few people would associate the word "newcomer" with Cheng Ye.

"Sir, no problem."

"it is good."

Cheng Ye nodded and pressed the red button on the table.

The hydraulic levers of the isolation door made a soft "hissing" sound, and the heavy isolation door slowly opened to both sides, revealing a passage that could accommodate four people side by side. It was much narrower than the passages in A and C, to prevent scavengers from rushing through the checkpoint.

Chu Yunfeng lowered his head, carrying a waterproof bag in each hand as he walked in. Guided by the military knife, he stood within the white markings in the center of the awning.

"Mr. Chu Yunfeng, please take off your raincoat and place your weapons on this table."

He raised his saber as a gesture.

Chu Yunfeng nodded without the slightest hesitation.

He reached behind him, grabbed the zipper pull of the onesie raincoat, and slowly pulled it down.

This one-piece raincoat is most practical in the wilderness. The zipper can be zipped up to cover the whole body, and rainwater will never seep into the lining and wet the clothes.

But soon, Sabre's expression changed slightly.

When the raincoat was pulled down to his chest, the black leather belts crossed in front of Chu Yunfeng were clearly visible.

Every few inches along the belt was a pistol, all of them the standard guard pistols issued by Happiness City.

There were at least seven or eight, densely covering his entire chest, like a warrior from some primitive tribe who wore the bones and teeth he had hunted all over his body as medals.

"This" Saber's Adam's apple bobbed forcefully.

It's not surprising that almost every scavenger in Happy City carries one or two guns for self-defense.

Some people even carry three or five, both long and short, which is understandable.

But this was the first time he had ever seen someone who had a pistol hanging around his chest, even after nearly four years on duty.

However, as the raincoat continued to be pulled down, Sabre's expression changed completely, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Chu Yunfeng's waist, abdomen, and even the outside of his thighs were wrapped with leather belts, layer upon layer, making it almost impossible to see his original figure.

In addition to more types of guns, there are also four cold weapons of different lengths and styles.

Judging from the gleaming sharpness on its surface, it is clearly not an ordinary weapon, but a special weapon mixed with extraordinary minerals.

What's most eye-catching is the entire ring of grenades around his waist.

The black bullets were round and full, with the safety pins' pull rings strung together by a thin chain. They swayed gently with his movements, each one seemingly silently proclaiming a threat.

Damn it.

Only those two words remained in Sabre's mind; he even forgot to breathe.

This isn't a scavenger, it's a walking human arsenal!
Almost reflexively, he reached for his sidearm at his waist. In the face of this "great terror," he completely forgot that this was someone Cheng Ye knew.

But the next second, a hand gently pressed on his shoulder.

It's Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye had walked over at some point, his fingers slightly cool, but the pressure on his shoulder was steady, instantly suppressing all of the latter's impulses.

Jun Dao turned his head, hoping to find the same shock on Cheng Ye's face, but found that Cheng Ye wasn't even looking at him.

Instead, their gazes were fixed on Chu Yunfeng, or more precisely, on the weapons covering his body.

There wasn't much surprise in his eyes; instead, they seemed to be filled with an intrigued curiosity, as if he had seen something interesting.

Jun Dao could only turn his head away, and the two of them just watched quietly as Chu Yunfeng completely took off his raincoat, revealing the pure black combat uniform underneath, which was tightly bound by a leather belt.

The combat uniform was covered with dark red stains, some of which had congealed into clumps, clearly dried blood scabs.

The most eye-catching thing was the embossed mark on his chest, a ghost head with bared fangs, its cheeks bulging outwards as if stuffed full of something.

It wasn't until Chu Yunfeng removed all his weapons and laid them out densely across the entire testing table that the testing continued.

Cheng Ye then spoke, his tone as calm as if he were asking if he had eaten: "Is there anything else?"

"Hmm," Chu Yunfeng paused, then nodded honestly, "There's more!"

???

Saber was completely stunned, his eyes wide open like saucers.

besides?

They've practically brought an arms shop here, where else could they possibly pull this out? Surely they can't be hiding a grenade in their crotch, can they?
The next second, he saw Chu Yunfeng bend down and untie the knot on the waterproof bag on his right side.

With a "rip," the zipper was pulled open, and he reached inside, pulling out guns one after another.

Goodness, everyone else's waterproof bags were salvaged from city ruins.

Which arms shop did you go to to buy supplies?
Inside were brand-new guard rifles, their bodies still gleaming with a cold, hard metallic sheen and exuding a strong smell of gun oil, clearly indicating they were new and hadn't been used much.

One, two, three.
Twenty-two rifles were lined up in a row under the awning, taking up a small portion of the space. The muzzles were all pointed at the spot where the two men were standing, like a silent steel jungle.

"Anything else?" Cheng Ye's voice rang out again, completely devoid of emotion.

"besides!"

besides? !
Saber felt like his worldview was about to be turned upside down.

Chu Yunfeng opened the waterproof bag on his left. Inside, there were still mainly guard rifles, but Cheng Ye noticed two longer guns at the bottom.

The barrel is engraved with spiral patterns, the stock is wrapped in non-slip leather, and a forearm-length scope is mounted on top.

It's a sniper rifle?
This thing requires special privileges to purchase, and it's extremely powerful; it's classified as a controlled item.

interesting.

Where did this arms depot go ransacked?

Connecting this to the ghost head insignia on Chu Yunfeng's chest, he seemed to ponder, "Is he injured?"

"No."

"Very good, put the things down and let's start the inspection according to the procedure."

Cheng Ye turned around and walked back behind the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, as if what he had just seen was not a pile of weapons enough to arm three squads, but just some ordinary goods.

Before truly entering the world of martial arts, he could only vaguely sense that Chu Yunfeng was extraordinary.

But now, even though both Chu Yunfeng and Master Tian have Lv4 skills, he inexplicably feels that Chu Yunfeng's aura is several levels stronger.

How could such a formidable person be content to be an ordinary, law-abiding citizen in Happiness City, just like those migrant workers who barely make a living by doing manual labor?

Not to mention he has a wife and children.

Once you've decided to settle down in Xingfu City, you're bound to face a host of economic pressures.

Going out to "scavenge" is obviously the fastest way to make money.

Jun Dao was still in a daze when Cheng Ye coughed, which brought him back to his senses. He quickly picked up the testing device.

After confirming that the values ​​were stable within the safety range, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sir, the data is fine."

"Okay, come over here for questioning."

Cheng Ye nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on Chu Yunfeng as he walked with neither arrogance nor servility into the yellow box in front of the isolation table.

He didn't speak immediately, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table, his gaze sweeping over him from head to toe several times before he finally said:
"you know me?"

Chu Yunfeng was clearly taken aback, as if he hadn't expected him to be so direct.

After a silence of four or five seconds, he nodded with difficulty, his voice low: "Yes, sir. We met at the central checkpoint. At that time, my family was being harassed by that inspector, and you helped us out."

“My name is Cheng Ye. When you met me, I was still a trainee prosecutor in this happy city.”

Cheng Ye smiled. "Of course, it is now."

程野
Chu Yunfeng silently repeated the name to himself several times, memorizing it firmly, before looking up again.

"Tell me, where did these weapons come from?"

Cheng Ye suppressed his smile, leaned forward slightly, rested his elbows on the table, and interlaced his fingers. "These things can't just be dug out of the ruins."

"If you stole it from other scavengers or survivors, you should know the rules of Happiness City. All supplies will be confiscated, and you will be fined proportionally. If the situation is extremely serious, such as maliciously causing multiple casualties, it will be directly regarded as a provocation against the order of Happiness City, treated as a hostile force, and subject to the judgment of Happiness City's laws."

In fact, Cheng Ye knew that since Chu Yunfeng dared to bring these things to the checkpoint so openly, and even did not conceal them at all when unloading the weapons, it was enough to prove that the source of these things was traceable.

However, the main reason he gave this reminder was that the final authority to define these rules does not lie with the prosecutor.

Instead, at the acquisition point, there are specialized appraisers who will conduct a series of detailed appraisals based on the wear and tear on the weapon, fingerprint residue, serial number records, and other traces.

Even if Chu Yunfeng can concoct a self-consistent story, as long as the appraisal results determine that these weapons were stolen from ordinary survivors, the consequences will be as he just said.

"It was stolen from the Hundred Ghosts Gang."

"Oh?" Cheng Ye raised an eyebrow. The name was quite unfamiliar to him before, but now it was very familiar.

The first time I heard about it was when I was inspecting the four brothers and discovered that the lithium mine and the Hundred Ghosts Gang had fought.

During my two days on duty in Zone B, I've frequently heard this name from the scavengers.

The so-called "Hundred Ghosts Gang" refers to the most powerful scavenger gang in the ruins of Chuan City, without exception.

Of course, this great power does not refer to how well-organized the organization is or how many capable and skilled men it has.

The Hundred Ghosts Gang is essentially a loose alliance, a platform for scavengers to communicate in the surrounding areas.

To put it simply, it's a wasteland version of the "Adventurers' Guild".

Any scavenger organization with more than fifty members can go to the core area of ​​the ruins of Chuan City to find the leader of the Hundred Ghosts Gang, "Ghost King," submit their activity range and material list, and register to join.

The biggest benefit of joining is being able to barter at the seven strongholds of the Hundred Ghosts Gang scattered throughout the ruins.

Scarce medicines, weapons, ammunition, food resources, and even "safety routes" in the surrounding area.

Its price is basically the same as the purchase and sale price in Xingfu City, and sometimes it is even more affordable.

Cheng Ye had a vague suspicion that the Hundred Ghosts Gang was being secretly supported by Happiness City.

It's even possible that the checkpoints that come into direct contact with the city's ruins are the ones that orchestrated the operation.

After all, the order in the ruins of Chuan City cannot be disrupted. As the first filter of Happiness City, the existence of the Hundred Ghosts Gang plays a buffering role.

It can not only provide early warning for Happiness City, but also assist the Blood Dragon Legion in maintaining order in the surrounding gathering areas and avoiding most of the threats from sources of infection.

It can also directly manage scavengers and settlements, and delineate the activity range of each organization through transactions and registration, which is equivalent to adding an invisible fence to the chaotic wilderness.

But this fence only covers the general direction.

Whether the smaller groups that join below commit evil deeds, rob lone scavengers of their supplies, or kill people, the Hundred Ghosts Gang never cares.

For example, the "Big Head Ghost" mentioned by the four brothers is an organization that specializes in "honey traps".

The Hundred Ghosts Gang couldn't possibly kick them out just because of this group. After all, scavengers in the wilderness don't have much of a moral compass, and their principles are quite flexible.

Let alone professional evildoers like Big Head Ghost, even those scavengers who usually seem honest and make a living by collecting scraps wouldn't hesitate to rob a simple, easy target if they encountered a fat sheep.

Once the rule of "prohibiting evil" is established, it is equivalent to setting oneself up as a moral benchmark and turning the Hundred Ghosts Gang into an organization with a clear stance, which will turn them into enemies of the scavengers.

"Which devil is it?"

“Glutton.” Chu Yunfeng raised his hand and gently tapped the fanged ghost head pattern on his chest with his fingertip.

"They specifically target migrants,"

Chu Yunfeng's voice deepened, "A while ago, a large number of people left Happiness City, wanting to try their luck in other places. The Gluttonous Ghost set up seven or eight checkpoints around the area, specifically to rob those lone migrants."

“We don’t kill them, we just rob them and let them go. But without supplies and weapons, the migrants can’t survive even three days in the wilderness. They either starve to death or get targeted by the infected. It’s no different from killing them directly.”

"Many people were forced into a corner, and since they didn't want to go back to Happiness City and start over as newbies, they simply joined the Red-Haired Demon's nemesis."

"The two sides have fought seven or eight battles in the ruins recently, from the department store in the east of the city to the oil refinery in the west, it hasn't stopped. I've also joined the Red-Haired Demon, and so on."

He pointed to the pile of weapons on the ground and said calmly, "They are my spoils of war."

Good heavens, spoils of war?
Chu Yunfeng spoke with a straight face, which surprised Cheng Ye, who almost lost his composure.

"What banner is the Red-Haired Demon using now?"

He suppressed his surprise, deliberately dragging out his words with a hint of inquisitive interest.

"Collecting protection money." Chu Yunfeng didn't notice the change in Cheng Ye's tone and added seriously, "Although the Red-Haired Demons aren't good people either, at least they don't rob people indiscriminately. Their rule is to send people to clear the infected around the settlement, designate a safe zone, and then collect supplies from the settlement as protection money every month. It's usually construction waste that scavengers don't want, and it's not worth much in exchange, but the Red-Haired Demons have a special way of processing it."

“They controlled a small building materials factory in the south of the city, which could produce steel bars and precast slabs. They also bought some small equipment from Xingfu City that could operate normally. They provided both materials and manpower to help those settlements in need to build walls and watchtowers.”

"Of course, taking orders from Happiness City occasionally is their main business, repairing some damaged facilities outside the city, such as roads and bridges. Last month, the stone bridge on the west side of Linjiang that was washed away was repaired by them. This is their main source of income."

interesting.

Cheng Ye listened with great interest. Compared to the scattered complaints from the scavengers, which were tinged with personal emotions, Chu Yunfeng's description was clearly closer to the truth. There was no deliberate embellishment or smearing; he simply stated the way a gang survived in a straightforward manner.

This is the true wasteland ecosystem.

There is no absolute good or evil, only the struggle to survive on the edge of the rules.

The gluttonous ghost made his fortune by robbing migrants, while the red-haired ghost relied on protection money and construction contracts to survive; everyone had their own way of making a living.

"Why did that red-haired demon get into a fight with the gluttonous demon?"

"At first it was just a minor conflict. The Gluttonous Ghost's men snatched a batch of building materials. In fact, the Red-Haired Ghost had already ordered this batch of goods, but the Gluttonous Ghost intercepted it. The two sides had a fight over this, and we thought that was the end of it."

"But the gluttonous ghost couldn't swallow this insult. Later, the red-haired ghost helped build a watchtower in the Dongxiang settlement. It took him three days to put up the steel frame. As a result, the gluttonous ghost sent people over at night to secretly dig out the soil at the base of the tower, which almost caused it to collapse. This was a disgrace to the red-haired ghost. After being discovered, they became mortal enemies and have been fighting recently."

“So that’s how it is”

Cheng Ye stroked his chin thoughtfully.

The explanation wasn't complicated. Although he couldn't verify its authenticity, the supply collection point must have a way to do so.

"These weapons were what I got after I led my men to raid one of the Gluttons' hideouts."

As Chu Yunfeng spoke, he took out two folded pieces of white paper from his pocket, which were placed in a waterproof bag. "This is the exact location of the hideout. I've also recorded the details of the fight. Red-Haired Ghost can testify to that."

Cheng Ye took the testimony and glanced at it. It basically matched what Chu Yunfeng said. The only things missing were some details of the battle and the allocation process.

Turning the page, one finds that the leader of the Red-Haired Demons, "Red Hair," personally wrote a message and stamped it with his seal. The gist of the message was that he praised Chu Yunfeng for his bravery during the battle and earnestly requested the prosecutor to investigate thoroughly.

Wow, this setup is actually quite professional.

"This Tiger Brother?"

Chu Yunfeng hesitated for a moment, his ears turning slightly red, as if he had mustered up a lot of courage before speaking, "My name on the Red-Haired Ghost's side is Tiger Beacon."

His eyes darted away as he said this.

When I announced that name in the ruins, I only thought it was fierce and intimidating. But when I stood under the rain shelter of the checkpoint and said it to Cheng Ye, I felt a strange sense of shame.

Cheng Ye couldn't help but smile slightly, not wanting to expose his embarrassment, and simply nodded: "Okay, no problem."

I glanced at the panel and saw that the honest-looking man's cooperation level had risen to 75%.

I feel that if he were to intimidate us again, it should be no problem to raise it to over 90%, but if we want to reach 100%, we'll have to wait for a more suitable time.

However, Liu Kun might return at any time today, so Cheng Ye needed to save his energy points and wasn't in a hurry to search now.

The two didn't have a chance to get to know each other at the Central Station last time, and they also had difficulty communicating in front of the mall later.

Now it's different; we finally have the opportunity to get closer and get to know each other.

Cheng Ye turned off the panel and softened his voice: "Now is a special period. You can bring ordinary supplies directly to the collection point and pay a 5% tax. However, these guns, especially those grenades and two sniper rifles, are controlled items and cannot be brought into the buffer zone by individuals at will."

Upon hearing this, a hint of tension flashed across Chu Yunfeng's face; this was exactly what he was worried about.

Cheng Ye, observing this, continued, "How about this, the goods will be temporarily stored in the checkpoint's warehouse. I'll have the people from the purchasing point come tonight to count and register them. If you're not in a hurry for the money, it will be directly transferred to your account a few days after the inventory is completed. If you need it urgently..."

He thought for a moment and added, "Tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock, you should arrive at the South Checkpoint and wait for me. I will have someone calculate it for you on the spot."

Chu Yunfeng nodded hurriedly, his heart finally settling down. He then rubbed his hands together, appearing somewhat hesitant.

"What's wrong? Is there something else?" Cheng Ye raised an eyebrow.

"Prosecutor Cheng, could I... could I ask you for a favor?"

Chu Yunfeng's voice was kept extremely low, almost drowned out by the sound of the rain.

His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. According to the lessons his boss, 'Red Hair,' had taught him before they returned to the city, he should immediately act grateful in this situation.

Ideally, you should kneel down at the right moment, kowtowing as you recount the hardships you endured in the ruins, how many times you were stabbed while trying to seize the weapons, and how your children at home are waiting to be saved.
Red Hair patted his chest and guaranteed that as long as the performance was convincing, the prosecutor would most likely soften his stance and reduce the secret commission from 50% to around 40%.

Why not the 5% that ordinary scavengers should receive?

Nonsense, that small cut is for honest people who dig through rubble and find materials, not for those who risk their lives in the ruins and fight with other gangs.

While Happiness City outwardly discourages private fights, it secretly imposes even stricter restrictions on anything earned through "fighting and killing."

If you dare to treat others as prey, you must be prepared to have half of them taken away. This is an unwritten rule, and there is no room for compromise.

Even if you take the items to the Ghost King to exchange them, and explain where they came from, the commission will only be higher, starting at least at 60%, and you'll still have to depend on his attitude.

The only way is to sell them individually to scavengers and casual scavengers, but that's too troublesome. What people lack are bullets, not guns. Even if they buy them, they go to Ghost King, where they are legitimate and convenient for future exchanges or temporary emergencies.

The total value of this batch of weapons already exceeds 2000 Happiness Coins, not even counting the contribution points that can be exchanged for grenades and sniper rifles.

Even with a 10% discount, you still get over 200 yuan, enough for an average worker to work hard for half a month.

Standing in front of Cheng Ye, Chu Yunfeng's knees felt like they were made of lead, and he couldn't bend them no matter what.

All the prepared sobs and tales of misery turned into dry silence when they reached their lips.

Because he instinctively felt that Cheng Ye was not the kind of prosecutor Hong Mao described, and would not like him doing this.

Especially when he thought about the look in Cheng Ye's eyes when he watched him take off his weapons one by one, there was no greed, no contempt, only an unexpected appreciation.

This appreciation made Chu Yunfeng feel inexplicably that speaking honestly was more reliable than feigning sincerity.

"Go ahead."

Seeing that Chu Yunfeng hadn't moved for a while and looked a little uneasy, Cheng Ye felt a bit strange and had to soften his tone, "As long as it doesn't break the rules, I'll help if I can."

These words were like a reassurance. Chu Yunfeng took a deep breath and finally raised his head. "Prosecutor Cheng, I'm a little short of money. I know that according to the rules, 50% should be taken, but I urgently need money to change my accommodation. The shack I was assigned before has been leaking all the time, and water is seeping through the cracks in the walls. I've patched it up several times and kept repairing it, but it's no use."

He spoke haltingly, but his eyes held a certain unwavering honesty.

Whether it succeeds or not, this is the only sentence; I will not resort to any tricks.

Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment, then laughed. He thought Chu Yunfeng was going to pull off a big performance, but he didn't expect this.

"Let's calculate it for you at 40%. Also, contribution points shouldn't be of any use to you. As for the income from those items, I'll have the purchasing department convert it into Happiness Coins for you at a ratio of 1:10. How about that?"

He paused, then added, "Also, I'm personally very interested in information about the Hundred Ghosts Gang. Write down the movements and strongholds of those gangs outside the city, as well as the rumors about Ghost Head that you know, and give them to me as payment for helping you with this."

Chu Yunfeng suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

He originally thought he would be grateful if he could negotiate a 40% settlement, but he didn't expect to be able to exchange for Happiness Coins at the highest rate, and even the "reward" was already prepared for him.

Finally, he was suddenly stunned. His surprise turned into a deep sense of complexity, stuck in his throat. After a long while, he could only squeeze out, "Thank you, Prosecutor Cheng."

"Alright, wait for me at the South Checkpoint entrance at 7 a.m. tomorrow."

Cheng Ye waved his hand and pressed the button on the table. "You're lucky. If you had come back a day later, it probably wouldn't have been so easy."

Chu Yunfeng didn't understand what Cheng Ye was saying, but he sensed a hint of seriousness in Cheng Ye's tone.

"Yes!"

He nodded emphatically, grabbed the raincoat draped beside him, and put it on, his movements much lighter than when he arrived.

Without any unnecessary pleasantries or looking back, he strode through the isolation door, his figure quickly disappearing at the end of the passage.

Jun Dao watched in astonishment, only realizing his mistake after Chu Yunfeng had walked away.

"saber."

"Hey."

"Go check these weapons and see if there are any unusual signs. If there are, pick them out in advance."

"Yes!"

It's just a small matter.

As long as it's within one's authority, it's just a matter of opening one's mouth.

The thought of reconnecting with Chu Yunfeng made Cheng Ye excited. After all, Miao Yang's highest skill level was only Lv3, and if he wanted to advance further, he would have to start with Chu Yunfeng.

Moreover, Chu Yunfeng is clearly not an ordinary person. Perhaps, like Jiang Chuan, he possesses a special physical talent.
Just as I was pondering this, more scavengers began to walk into the passageway.

I glanced at the time on my phone; it was already 11:30. The next peak of people entering the city was just around the corner.

Cheng Ye gathered his thoughts and refocused his attention on the testing, but even after Wang Kang came to take over, he still didn't see Liu Kun.

Are you planning to wait until the afternoon or evening?

But at that time, there were fewer and fewer scavengers, so how could they easily hide their identities?

"Brother Cheng, you go and rest, I can take care of it."

Wang Kang had just washed his hands, shook off the water droplets, and was already in a position to take over the duty.

But just as Cheng Ye got up, intending to hand over his post to Wang Kang, he caught a glimpse of another stream of people surging into the passageway in the distance.

At first glance, his eyes narrowed, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably.

"Moderately prosperous".

"Ok?"

"Go and rest for a while. Today's situation is different, I'll stay on duty a little longer!"

　P.S.: Here's the 8.4k post. The weather's been really weird lately, with sudden downpours all the time. Remember to keep warm, everyone, and don't catch a cold like Sanjin!
　　
　
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