Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 241 Resurrection Medicine, the Elder's Reward!

The streets, entirely cast from alloy, are seamless, with every inch gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

Stepping on it, the thumping sound spreads through the open space, giving you a sense of security and stability.

She raised her hand and brushed it across her cheek.

The air was filled with a crisp, clean scent, almost eerily so.

It was clearly a high wall, yet it kept all the smells and odors of the buffer zone out.

Stepping through the high walls into the inner city, the scene before me was completely different from the city of the Fire of Life I remembered.

There are no towering skyscrapers or densely packed buildings; the view is mostly of two- or three-story buildings, much like those remote small towns in modern times.

There is no such thing as large and comprehensive, only small and beautiful.

Behind the high wall is a cluster of six-story residential buildings with light beige walls covered in lush green vines and dark red tiles on the roofs. Each building has a spacious courtyard with wooden tables and chairs.

The ground floor of the Western-style building, facing the street, was filled with shops of various sizes.

Most of the shops have wooden frames with transparent glass doors, and hand-woven curtains hang on the doors. Some are embroidered with delicate flowers, while others are decorated with colorful little bells that tinkle softly when the wind blows.

Handmade leather goods stores, bookstores, tailor shops, flower shops, and cinemas
Cheng Ye's gaze swept far into the distance, finally landing on the landmark building in the inner city, the twelve-story broadcasting center.

The light gray exterior walls, paired with a massive glass curtain wall, reflect soft light under the night sky.

In the wasteland, every inch of space represents a chance for survival, making such a low-density building layout an unimaginable waste.

If we consider the density of the City of Fire's Protection, this place could accommodate at least three times, or even five times, more people.

But here, no one worries about space utilization.

Because the core goal of Happy City's inner city has never been to accommodate more people, but to ensure that everyone living here has enough space and comfort to experience true happiness.

"Ah, this feels so good, so comfortable!"

Wang Kang's face was full of nostalgia, and he was completely immersed in the unique atmosphere of the inner city, even his eyes softened.

Cheng Ye, on the other hand, felt more of a sense of novelty. Although he was familiar with these places in his memory, this was the first time he had personally stepped into the inner city.

Unfortunately, he had to go to the medical station first and couldn't explore the city to see what it looked like now, which left him with a bit of regret.

Not long after, two medical transport vehicles slowly drove over.

The medical staff carefully helped Rocco and Garcia into the first vehicle, and then Cheng Ye and Wang Kang boarded the second vehicle.

The inner city has no complex medical facilities, only two medical points.

One is an inner-city medical center for ordinary residents, and the other is "resurrection medicine" that ordinary people have no access to at all.

Not to mention his predecessor and Wang Kang, even his current identity wouldn't qualify him for resurrection medicine unless he made meritorious contributions.

Furthermore, the inner city was divided into four areas.

Centered on the Gate of Happiness, the left side of the inner city is a residential area where everyone can move freely.

The bottom right corner is the research area, which requires certain permissions to enter. Taking advantage of his status as the son of an inspector, his predecessor had visited it twice.

However, the administrative district in the upper right corner is off-limits to unauthorized personnel.

Only now were they stepping into the inner city's administrative area for the first time.

The scene before me didn't look much different from the western part of the inner city. The streets were still paved with alloy, and various shops lined the roadside. Occasionally, a few large, well-designed buildings would appear, which, judging by their size, should be independent functional institutions.

No one explained the purpose of these buildings, and Rocco was in another car, so Cheng Ye could only watch quietly, carefully observing everything around him and silently memorizing it.

Suddenly, the front of the medical vehicle dipped slightly, as if it had lost its horizontal balance.

Cheng Ye raised an eyebrow slightly. The question that had been lingering since he transmigrated and sorted through his predecessor's memories finally had an answer.

The ground space surrounded by the Great Wall of Happiness is actually not very large. It already takes up a considerable amount of space to accommodate the living and working conditions of tens of thousands of people. Even if the predecessor had never been to the administrative district, he could roughly calculate from the overall area that many buildings in the inner city are not on the ground.

As expected, the guess was confirmed: the secret of Happiness City was not on the surface, but hidden underground.

The predecessor had wondered why the inner city floor was paved with alloy. Now, it seems that preventing the source of infection was only one reason. More importantly, the inner city had probably been completely hollowed out long ago!

The alloy ground in front of them slowly cracked open, revealing a downward slope.

Two medical vehicles, one after the other, smoothly drove into the slope.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and the windows of the medical vehicle were instantly covered with a coating that blocked the view, like suddenly putting on dark sunglasses.

Even though Cheng Ye's eyesight is now far superior to that of ordinary people, he can only vaguely see through the coating that there are entrances of different sizes distributed on the outer wall.

It's somewhat like the layout of a subway station, but not exactly the same.

Moreover, once the medical vehicle enters the passage, it is no longer self-driving, but rather seems to have entered a preset track and moves forward automatically along the track.

The car slowly descended along the track, circle after circle, and the air seemed to get cooler the further it went.

Cheng Ye couldn't help but wonder if Happiness City had also carved out a huge underground space similar to a cave.

As he pondered this, the medical vehicle gradually slowed down and was eventually transported to an entrance on the wall.

As the vehicle slowly drove into the entrance, the coating on the windows instantly disappeared, revealing a bright and spacious new space before the two of them.

The underground space, which was originally expected to be dark and oppressive, turned out to be at least fifty meters high.

The luminous panels on the dome flickered slightly, leaving only a faint dark blue halo, perfectly replicating the tranquility of the night outside, and punctuated by a few scattered specks of simulated starlight, making one almost forget that they were underground.

Looking to both sides, the scale of this space is even more outrageous, completely beyond imagination.

The visible length alone exceeds three kilometers, and the width is almost the same, stretching as far as the eye can see, as if a whole new world has been opened up underground.

The vehicle came to a steady stop at the entrance, and a dark gray metal plate with silver trim was the first thing that caught the eye.

Resurrection Medicine

In the lower right corner, a line of fine text is engraved: [Research Center for Life Reboot and Infection Rehabilitation]

Looking up again, six uniformly styled ten-story buildings stand neatly on both sides of the space. They are all made of alloy, and each building has vertical warm yellow light strips on its exterior walls. The soft light flows down the walls, giving the cold metal buildings a gentle veil.

Large artificial lawns are laid between the high-rise buildings, and the grass is so fresh that it looks as if it has just been soaked by rain.

Several circular flower beds are planted with artificial greenery, and tiny water droplets are still clinging to the petals, shimmering under the simulated starlight.

Along the path at the edge of the lawn, a light gray lounge chair is placed every few steps, with soft brown cushions on the seat, and some chairs are covered with neatly folded thin blankets.

On the walkway, several people wearing loose rehabilitation gowns were walking slowly. Some were using special walking aids, with medical staff in white coats beside them, whispering instructions to adjust their pace. Others were chatting leisurely in pairs, their faces relaxed and smiling. Their identities were unknown.

Holy crap, is this really underground?
Wang Kang was stunned. Cheng Ye looked around and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

How many wonderful things, inaccessible to ordinary people, are still hidden in Happiness City?

Unlike the several trail mountains on the other side of the trail, these secrets are all hidden underground, and without authorization, one cannot even have the chance to take a look.

Of course, compared to the almost miraculous wonder of Mount Xingui, the construction difficulty of this underground space is obviously much lower.

Soon, the two medical vehicles stopped in front of the second building on the left.

Two rows of medical staff who had been waiting immediately filed out, their movements swift yet composed.

Garcia was pushed off the car, and the white sheet covering him was gently removed, revealing his body wrapped in vines.

The ten medical staff who took over the case were not surprised at all. They skillfully pushed the hospital bed and walked quickly into the building.

On the other side, Rocco was also carefully transferred from the wheelchair and, surrounded and escorted by medical staff, entered the building together.

"Prosecutor Cheng, this building is a life recovery center, used for the emergency treatment of acute infections."

The medical staff sitting next to Cheng Ye spoke up at the right time.

"Based on our preliminary data analysis, both you and Prosecutor Wang are in relatively stable condition. The more important thing going forward is systematic rehabilitation treatment, especially for you, where we need to focus on your post-infection adaptation."

Cheng Ye didn't reply, but simply waited quietly.

The ambulance stopped in front of the third building on the right, which was also the last building in the area.

The car door slowly opened, and he bent down to get out. His first impression was that it was somewhat similar to the cave spaces he had seen before. Although he was underground, he could breathe very easily without feeling suffocated. In addition, the overall ceiling height was sufficient, so there was no sense of oppression inside. It was almost no different from the outside environment.

Two teams of medical staff were already waiting by the car. One team stepped forward first and surrounded Wang Kang.

"Brother Cheng?" Wang Kang subconsciously looked at Cheng Ye.

"Don't worry, this place won't harm you." Cheng Ye waved his hand.

But he also knew that Wang Kang wasn't worried about him being taken away and the two of them being separated, but rather that he was concerned about his examination results, and he vaguely knew how bad his current condition was.

After Wang Kang left with the medical staff, another team of medical staff immediately came to greet him.

Leading the way was a middle-aged woman with a calm and capable demeanor.

"Hello, Prosecutor Cheng, I am Cui Qiao, the deputy director of the Infectious Disease Rehabilitation Department." She extended her hand proactively, speaking politely.

"Director Cui, hello." Cheng Ye nodded slightly and gently shook her hand.

"Please come with me. We'll discuss the follow-up examinations and treatment plans in detail inside the building." Cui Qiao withdrew her hand and turned to the side in a guiding gesture.

A group of people surrounded Cheng Ye and marched into the building with great momentum.

Upon entering the building, a distinct sense of disconnect immediately hits you.

While the underground space outside exudes a sense of technology that is ahead of its time, the interior of the building appears quite "ordinary," resembling a modern hospital.

Apart from the absence of densely packed patients and the lack of registration and payment windows, the layout of each examination room, the placement of equipment, and even the medical facilities in the buffer zone are not particularly special.

"In other words, this underground space may have been created or maintained by supernatural forces, but these medical devices and the technologies used are actually legacies left over from the previous era?"

Cheng Ye looked at the familiar examination equipment, lost in thought.

Over the next few hours, blood tests, lab tests, MRI scans, ultrasounds, and other examinations were conducted in an orderly manner.

When all the results were compiled into a stack of analysis reports, Cui Qiao looked at them with obvious surprise on her face.

The two entered a soundproof examination room, and Cui Qiao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"Data feedback indicates that you have used a Grade A- benign infectious agent and have completed symbiosis?"

"Yes." Cheng Ye nodded.

“Your data is perfectly normal, and all your vital signs are stable. It doesn’t look like the result of an infection source draining your life force.”

“I have the means to suppress its extraction and make up for the deficit.”

Cheng Ye spoke casually, without concealing these crucial details.

Even if he didn't say it, Rokuk's resurrection couldn't be kept secret, and a complete analysis report would be produced.

Moreover, there are too many illogical aspects to his use of cotton clothing and the various analytical methods he employed.

The giant lice on his body were no longer ordinary sources of infection, but had evolved into extraordinary mother sources.

There are too many things that don't make sense, but that also makes sense.

Tan Ming has already given him two rune marks. If you have any questions, go ask Tan Ming.

In a results-oriented wasteland, as an inspector, he was fully entitled to refuse to answer.

Not to mention, there were also people standing behind him.
"Let him come up, 1001." Old Qian's voice came from the void and rang out softly in the room.

Cui Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then quickly and respectfully stood up, gesturing for her to proceed.

After leaving the examination room, the two took the elevator and soon arrived at the top floor of the building.

Tenth floor.

Surprisingly, there were only two rooms on the tenth floor.

The left side is 1001, and the right side is 1002. I don't know how big the interior space is, but it looks much more prestigious than the medical clinic in the outer city.

The door near the elevator was open. Cui Qiao glanced at it and immediately retreated back into the elevator shaft. "If you need anything, just press the green contact button on the wall and I'll receive a message."

"Okay, thanks."

Cheng Ye nodded, and only after the elevator doors closed did he enter the room through the open door.

What a spacious living room, decorated in the style of the Song Dynasty.

The wooden furniture has a warm amber luster, and the edges of the tables are carved with lotus scroll patterns.

At the entrance stands a moon gate-shaped antique display shelf, with porcelain vases and several ancient books bound with fine hemp rope scattered in the compartments. The pages have a faint beige hue, exuding a tranquil atmosphere that comes with the passage of time.

Through the shelf, a light gray velvet carpet is laid in the center of the living room. It is soft to the touch but not sinking in, which perfectly balances the coldness of the wooden furniture.

A bronze incense burner stood in the corner, its wisps of white smoke carrying the scent of pine needles and agarwood, filling the air.

However, Cheng Ye's eyes narrowed slightly. Besides Old Qian, there were two other elderly men sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The three people were sitting around the tea table, enjoying tea, seemingly having been waiting for him there for some time.

"Come and sit."

As soon as Mr. Qian finished speaking, Cheng Ye did as he was told and sat down in the lower seat.

I never expected there would be such a large TV in the living room, a whopping 85 inches. That's really extravagant.

While Qian Lao was washing the tea, Cheng Ye discreetly observed the other two elderly men.

It wasn't the elder I met that day.

The elderly man on the left was wearing a faded dark blue jacket with a front opening. He was about seventy years old, and his hair was mostly white, but he combed it meticulously and loosely tied it behind his head with a simple ebony hairpin.

The old man on the right was quite different. He was wearing a crisp dark gray Zhongshan suit. He looked a little younger than the old man on the left, about sixty years old. His hair was mostly black with a little gray, but his hairline had receded quite a bit, revealing a smooth forehead.

Old Qian slowly washed the tea, gently turning the teacup between his fingertips, and casually said to the two people beside him, "Old Lin, Old Pang, the three of us are the elders of the idealists you mentioned."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ye immediately stood up and bowed to the other two elderly people in turn, saying, "Hello, Elder Lin! Hello, Elder Pang!"

Old Lin waved his hand gently, his eyes full of goodwill: "There's no need to be so formal. The three of us have never cared about such formalities. As long as we share the same ideals, it's fine to be friends even if we're of different ages."

Old Pang, standing to the side, turned his gaze to Cheng Ye's hand. After seeing the two runes, he slowly nodded, his tone full of approval: "Not bad, Cheng Ye. We all saw your performance in Dabo Town this time. It was excellent."

Cheng Ye could clearly feel that the aura emanating from Elder Lin and Elder Pang was exceptionally peaceful, like a gentle breeze, completely lacking the oppressive feeling that Elder Zeng had.

Ideals or beliefs!

This thing is truly amazing. It can actually restrain powerful people, making them consistently adhere to their own understanding, remaining impartial and unbiased.

At this moment, while pouring hot water into the teapot, Old Qian pondered and said, "Tan Ming was one of the first superhumans of the last era. Although no one has ever listed him among the 'top superhumans,' it's not because he wasn't strong enough, but because he had some congenital problems with his mind and suffered from severe schizophrenia and delusions."

He paused, then continued, "Tan Ming has done a lot in his life. I won't go into the details of the more ordinary ones; I'll have someone send you his complete biography later so you can read it carefully yourself. The three things that are truly memorable are actually just that."

"First, he was among the first group of extraordinary individuals, and also among the first to voluntarily give up his extraordinary powers. This was an extremely incredible thing at the time, and even now, we don't fully understand why they gave up the power they had worked so hard to obtain."

"Secondly, he was the first person to regain supernatural abilities after giving up his powers. Moreover, he did not rely on supernatural substances, but on the power of his belief. In other words, he had actually transformed himself into a supernatural being, rather than a purely human being."

"Thirdly, he was one of the few extraordinary individuals who lived to the end of the old era. It can be said that one of the key factors in dividing the new era and the old era was the successive deaths of this group of extraordinary individuals from the old era."

Tan Ming was actually among the first batch of superhumans? And he even went through the process of giving up his power and then regaining it?

Cheng Ye's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show the slightest change on his face. Instead, he seized the opportunity and asked the most crucial question that had been hidden in his heart:
"Tan Ming, is the curse he left behind good or bad for us?"

"it is good!"

Mr. Qian gave his answer almost without hesitation, as if he had seen through his little scheme:
“You don’t need to have any worries. We didn’t expect you to be able to reshape Tan Ming’s mind body in this way. It can only be said that everything was destined. The power of belief is so wonderful and great. Moreover, although Tan Ming is crazy, he is a madman with principles and beliefs. He has never done anything to harm people, which is completely different from those wish-keeping extraordinary beings.”

"The reason why Happiness City was chosen to be established in Shi Province was because of the curse he left behind. This curse is actually more like a barrier, binding the sources of infection on this land and preventing them from causing trouble. To this day, no powerful plant-based sources of infection can be generated within Shi Province, thanks to this barrier."

"Since you have inherited Tan Ming's beliefs, you have the opportunity to embark on a similar extraordinary path as him."

Old Qian put down the teapot, his gaze became serious, and his tone suddenly changed: "Dabo Town is too small. It may be able to accommodate you now, but in the future it will only become a cage that binds you."

"Leap Wild Shelter City, I'm putting you in charge. Do you have the confidence?"

(End of this chapter)