Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 97: Dragon Relics – Assemble a Medical Team! (Two-in-One)

There are five days left before the checkpoint reopens.

Cheng Ye wasn't in a hurry. After training, he took Wang Kang back to the medical center to rest.

According to Miao Yang's assessment, even if Wang Kang trains with all his might every day for the next few days, it will be absolutely impossible for him to master the essence of the standard playing style in just three days, just like he did back then.

Since improving basic skills is not something that can be achieved overnight, making Wang Kang truly understand "why he fights" is perhaps more important than martial arts skills right now.

As for the direction of improving military strength, Cheng Ye already has a plan, just like Liu Bi taught him, to prioritize setting aside an hour every afternoon to practice shooting.

With improved archery skills, the chances of survival are far higher than in close combat.

"Brother Cheng, I'm going to sleep."

Back in his room, Wang Kang still had a bit of post-training excitement on his face, and his eyes sparkled with a naive longing for the future, clearly not understanding what he was about to face.

"Go ahead." Cheng Ye waved his hand.

After Wang Kang closed the door, he turned around, took a shower, and comfortably lay back on the big bed, continuing to read the books left by Uncle Dong by the light.

As for the books on the supernatural that the prosecutors had sent him during the day, he wasn't in a hurry to read them.

While this power is tempting, it's not something we should be considering right now.

We need to thoroughly understand all the potential dangers before we end up celebrating halfway through the game.

Silent all night.

The alarm clock rang promptly at seven o'clock, and Cheng Ye rolled over and got out of bed.

Lifting up my clothes to check the injury, the area that was still light red yesterday has completely returned to its normal flesh color, while the black and red bruises marked on the report have turned into a deeper red. The recovery speed is frighteningly fast.

He tried pressing on those previously obvious pain points, and the sharp stinging pain had been greatly reduced, leaving only a dull, aching sensation.

"At this rate, I'll be back to full strength the day after tomorrow!"

Cheng Ye secretly did some calculations in his mind.

According to the experts' initial estimates, it would take at least a full month for an injury of his severity to heal.

Now it has been shortened to five days, which means the recovery bonus from the Wild Grass Physique is six times greater.

exaggerate.

But it perfectly met his previous expectations.

After all, the direct cost increase brought by the physique of wild grass is already astonishing enough, not to mention the main effects.

"With this, I can use the Iron Body without restraint and without worrying about getting hurt!"

Cheng Ye was secretly pleased.

Clicking on the defense app reveals that the 72-hour communication restrictions were also lifted at 7:00 AM.

However, it seemed that quite a few people were making phone calls at that moment, and it wasn't until 7:06 that he finally got through to Da Long's number.

"Da Long, spare some people to do something for me today."

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Ye added, "It would be best if you or Erlong kept a close eye on things, so that nothing goes wrong."

"Please give your orders, sir! The large-scale demolition on the pedestrian street has been on track these past two days, and I'm currently free with nothing to do."

Da Long's voice, as always, was cheerful and straightforward.

Cheng Ye really liked this kind of obedient and capable subordinate, and if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely cultivate him diligently!
"it is good!"

He cleared his throat. "Where is the most chaotic, dangerous, and treacherous place in the buffer zone right now?"

"Uh, which one are you referring to?"

"Literal meaning. It's the kind of place where people are willing to do anything, any means necessary, to climb up the ladder."

"Then it has to be the shantytowns in the south."

Da Long immediately chimed in, "Those people huddled together there are all scavengers, nine out of ten of them are desperados. The trouble that's been brewing these past two days has mostly come from there."

"Alright, I have a young brother who hasn't yet experienced the wickedness of human nature. Why don't you take him to broaden his horizons?"

“No problem, sir!” Da Long readily agreed, but then hesitated and said, “However, it’s really dangerous over there. Many people will pull out their weapons at the slightest provocation. Sir, your young brother must listen to my instructions, or something might happen.”

"Don't worry, I will explain everything clearly."

Cheng Ye gave a few more detailed instructions before hanging up the phone.

Since goodness has trapped the desire to kill, why not let Wang Kang see just how evil this world can be?

Moreover, he couldn't take Wang Kang along to broaden his horizons, otherwise Wang Kang would inevitably become dependent on him, or even secretly compete with him.

Only a local like Da Long can truly immerse him in the process.

Moreover, Da Long understands the rules there, knows who to mess with, who to avoid, and knows when to give them a push.

thump.

When Cheng Ye got next door, he knocked on the door.

"Brother Cheng?" Wang Kang's voice came from inside the door, still groggy from just waking up.

"Get up and wash up. I've arranged a class for you later."

"Come here!"

Wang Kang's efficiency was indeed impressive. In just ten minutes, he appeared at the door, dressed neatly, with anticipation for the new day's training in his eyes.

What are we practicing today?

"Don't practice hand-to-hand combat or shooting this morning." Cheng Ye waved his hand. "I'll have a friend take you to the buffer zone to broaden your horizons. Getting to know the situation here will only benefit you in your future work as a prosecutor."

"That's great!" Wang Kang's eyes lit up, and he immediately became excited.

Having been in the closed training camp, he had long been filled with curiosity about the buffer zone.

Seeing his innocent look, Cheng Ye's lips twitched. He hoped the kid would still be able to laugh tonight.

Before long, Da Long arrived at the entrance of the clinic with ten of his trusted men.

Aside from Da Long, Cheng Ye recognized the other ten people; they were all skilled fighters who had accompanied him to clear the infected tide that night.

“Xiao Kang, this is Da Long.” Cheng Ye pulled Wang Kang in front of him, his tone becoming serious. “You have to follow his instructions completely today. If he tells you to look, you look; if he tells you to leave, you leave. Don’t do anything on your own. The rules outside are completely different from those at our checkpoint. Saying the wrong thing or making the wrong move could cost you your life, understand?”

"Brother Cheng, I understand, don't worry!"

He immediately straightened his back and nodded, then turned to Da Long, "Brother Long, shall we go?"

"Please don't call me Brother Long, it's too much of a compliment."

Da Long scratched his head sheepishly, revealing a set of white teeth. "Just call me Da Long. Come on, I'll take you to a 'lively' place."

After watching everyone leave, Cheng Ye returned to his room and stayed there for a while, where he waited for Wei Zhou and Liu Neng, the attending physician for the day.

"Prosecutor Cheng, please remove your clothes."

Cheng Ye quickly took off his short-sleeved shirt. In an instant, Wei Zhou and Liu Neng exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with undisguised shock.

"This"

Liu Neng subconsciously put on gloves and gently touched the area that was still red and swollen yesterday.

"This recovery speed"

"Your medicine is so effective."

Cheng Ye grinned, his tone relaxed, but those words certainly wouldn't fool the two people in front of him.

Especially when Liu Neng pulled up the footage from the first day for comparison, even though he had seen similar cases before, he couldn't help but gasp in shock.

"Prosecutor Cheng, did you recover from your injuries this quickly before?"

Liu Neng frowned slightly. "We've treated many people with strong recovery abilities, but someone like you is truly rare. Usually, only martial arts geniuses are treated like this."

"What, don't I look like a martial arts genius?"

Cheng Ye subconsciously asked a question, then smiled and said, "But I do recover from my injury quickly. Why don't we check the equipment and see the data?"

"That's good, having data to make a judgment will make it more accurate."

Upon arriving at the outpatient building, I completed a set of medical equipment.

Cheng Ye received the latest report: in just two days, all six black bruises had disappeared and turned red, while the four purple and twelve red bruises had all turned yellow.
As for the previous yellow areas, they have all disappeared, indicating recovery.

"Then today's medication should be adjusted slightly; the bone medication can be completely stopped."

Liu Neng couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, while Wei Zhou, standing next to him, showed an envious expression.

Cheng Ye took in that look and knew his opportunity had arrived.

Back in his room, while Wei Zhou was preparing the medicine, he casually asked, "Little Wei, I heard the medical center is going to be restructured. Do you have any more specific information?"

Wei Zhou paused for a moment, then continued mixing the medicine while honestly replying, "If it weren't for this wave of infections, the reform would probably have been postponed until next spring. But according to the latest information from the Medical Affairs Department, we probably won't have to push forward with the reform until autumn."

"so fast?"

Cheng Ye nodded slightly. "So, are you planning to stay at the medical center or go to a medical point outside?"

"go out."

Without hesitation, Wei Zhou replied, "My grandfather and father both followed the Production and Construction Corps all over the country. If the Corps hadn't been disbanded a few years ago, I would definitely have joined as well. Now that I have the opportunity to go out and gain experience, I naturally want to give it a try."

"You're ambitious. Have you decided which medical station you want to go to?"

"That hasn't been decided yet, but it would definitely be best to join a large community with more than a thousand people. The medical point's level will be upgraded quickly, and the cases you can access will be more complex."

"What a coincidence, I do have a place here, I wonder if you'd be willing to go?" Cheng Ye said casually, as if he were just mentioning it offhand.

"What Prosecutor Cheng means is..."

"Here's the thing, I contributed to a community, not a lot, just 20,000 contribution points."

Cheng Ye spoke casually, but Wei Zhou was suddenly stunned, wondering if he had misheard.

Twenty thousand contribution points are enough to put twenty people into the inner city, why put them in the buffer zone?

Only after Cheng Ye slowly repeated it did he exclaim in surprise, "You have twenty thousand?"

"It's also in response to the call from above, to create a model community."

Cheng Ye smiled and explained his intention, "I intend to set up a decent medical point in this community, and we are currently lacking a reliable leader in terms of manpower."

"I am willing!"

Wei Zhou almost blurted it out, nodding emphatically without hesitation.

That decisive and efficient manner made Cheng Ye swallow back all the words of persuasion he had prepared.

"Hmm, this medical station also needs an attending physician and nurses. I don't know about those?"

"Don't worry, Prosecutor Cheng!"

Wei Zhou grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "If you trust me, I can find all these people for you. They're all hard-working, and there's absolutely no one here who's cunning or just coasting along."

Seeing the eagerness in Wei Zhou's eyes, Cheng Ye knew that he had made the right move again.

He observed Wei Zhou for two days. Although the young man came from a family with a strong academic background, he had not picked up any of those arrogant bad habits. He was very down-to-earth in his work and did not deliberately flatter him.

More importantly, everyone he has met from the Production and Construction Corps is of excellent character.

Wei Zhou's grandfather and father were both from the Production and Construction Corps, which in itself is a reliable endorsement.

But is the prosecutor's influence really that useful?
He suppressed his temper and, after the medicine was administered, instructed Wei Zhou to find those he deemed suitable.

Soon, the answer was clear from the looks in their eyes.

"What a coincidence! So many inspectors came to see me yesterday, making them think I'm the prince of the checkpoint?"

Cheng Ye was taken aback, finding it difficult to remain calm.

Indeed, to outsiders who are unaware of the situation, his position as a trainee prosecutor seemed to be a privilege bestowed upon him.

Prosecutors from the first to the fifth term came to visit one after another, in waves, with an absurdly grand scale.

And more importantly, without comparison, there's no sense of disparity. What kind of treatment did Garcia receive?
During his two-week hospital stay, apart from a symbolic appearance by a prosecutor sent by Harlem, there was no further news.

On one hand, she is the center of attention; on the other, she is completely ignored.

No wonder Wei Zhou and the people he brought in agreed so readily, each one of them extremely excited.

"But it's all good, this beautiful misunderstanding saved me a lot of breath."

Cheng Ye shook his head. This inexplicable halo was a lucky accident.

After finishing his medication for the day, he stretched his muscles and felt refreshed. He then strolled out of the clinic.

Just as I reached the entrance of the clinic, a sinister gaze suddenly came from behind me.

Cheng Ye paused, turned his head sharply, and his gaze met Garcia's from the fifth-floor window.

Garcia leaned against the window, his face expressionless, but the resentment in his eyes was almost overflowing.

The two stared at each other silently for four or five seconds.

Garcia then managed a faint, even somewhat distorted smile before disappearing through the window.

"This kind of mangy dog, you can't just kick it to death, so you just keep it clinging to your feet."

Cheng Ye narrowed his eyes.

The checkpoint rules protected him when he was frail two months ago, and they also protect Garcia now.

But in the end, there was no deep-seated hatred between him and Garcia, just like there was between him and Zhang Can.

But it is precisely this kind of unprovoked hostility that is the most difficult to resolve.

Garcia today is much the same.

It started as a matter of faction, but now it's probably also due to 'jealousy of his recovery speed,' 'resentment of being fawned over,' and 'being insulted as a sick dog.'
The grudges piled up and became impossible to resolve.

"But such a despicable person will naturally slink away as soon as I rise to power."

The bus heading to the city center slowly pulled up.

Cheng Ye found a seat by the window and quickly put his thoughts about Garcia out of his mind.

There are more important things to do right now.

Yesterday, I received a large sum of money and planned to go to the supply collection and sales point that day, but my plans were completely disrupted because Ding Yishan was in a meeting and training Wang Kang.

"Master, it seems like not many people left today?"

"The first wave of people who were supposed to leave have all left. About 70,000 to 80,000 people have left in the last three days," the bus driver replied without turning his head, gripping the steering wheel. "The remaining second and third waves will probably not move until this round of rain is completely over."

"Oh."

Upon arriving in the city, he got up and got out of the car.

Area A is still clearing the ruins. The former Giant Wall Supply Collection and Sales Center and the Super Material Store were completely destroyed.

The newest large-scale collection and sales point has been moved to the vicinity of Happiness Bank.

As Cheng Ye entered, he showed his badge, and the person in charge immediately led him to the private trading room in the back hall.

"I wonder what Prosecutor Cheng wants to do here today?"

"I have a third-class merit award for happiness. Can I buy a few controlled items with that?"

The person in charge of the "Third-Class Merit" was taken aback for a moment, then his smile widened. "Prosecutor Cheng is joking. The authority of a Third-Class Merit is not as simple as 'buying a few items.' According to the rules, a Third-Class Merit can be directly exchanged for a Class A strategic control item."

"If you want to split your permissions to purchase, you can also exchange them for three A-level permissions, which will allow you to purchase three A-level strategic control items."

"Can't we buy an S-Class?"

The person in charge quickly waved his hand: "That won't do. The authority to purchase S-level controlled items is extremely strict. Only those with a first-class merit or a special merit can apply to buy them. A third-class merit is not enough for this level yet."

"Okay, let me see what we can exchange for."

Cheng Ye took the tablet handed to him by the person in charge. The moment the screen lit up, a dense list of items came into view.

There are indeed quite a few items available for redemption, divided into seven main categories:

Extraordinary materials, weaponry, medical resources, technical data, energy vehicles, special services, and miscellaneous items.

The first three need no further discussion; their names alone suffice to summarize them.

When it came to the technical data, Cheng Ye tapped a few times, raised an eyebrow, and found that the content was completely different from what he had expected.

The most prominent feature at the top of the screen is a map of abandoned land divided into areas, covering a range from hundreds of kilometers around Xingfu City all the way to outside Shi Province. The scale is as precise as 500 meters, and even abandoned highway ramps and dried-up riverbeds and tributaries are clearly marked. Different colors are even used to indicate the danger level of infected bodies and mutated organisms in active zones.

Following closely behind are accompanying resource distribution maps, each accompanied by a brief exploration report and risk assessment.

Scrolling down further, you'll find some technical information on starting a private factory.

Cheng Ye glanced at it and found that most of the content was about parts processing, fertilizer synthesis, and machinery repair.

These things had long been passed down among the people through handwritten copies and oral traditions, so they weren't exactly secrets.

However, the note at the end of the document clearly states: "If the above technology is used for commercial production within the jurisdiction of Xingfu City, this license document must be purchased; otherwise, it will be treated as illegal operation."

To put it bluntly, it's "patent fees".

By incorporating folk techniques into the official regulatory system, Xingfu City ensures that the specifications, materials, and safety standards of factory production are uniformly controlled, thus avoiding resource waste or safety accidents caused by haphazard construction by small workshops.

On the other hand, it also creates a hidden threshold. After all, A-level privileges are not easy to obtain. It only comes when the infection wave coincides with the opportunity. Under normal circumstances, the value is basically equivalent to 1,000 contribution points.

"No wonder we haven't heard of anyone opening a private factory in the buffer zone. These potentially lucrative technologies are basically all restricted. Impressive!"

Sorted by price, even the three cheapest technology licenses cost 1,000 contribution points.

These include: simple parts forging, refurbishment of used equipment, and waste recycling and dismantling.

Cheng Ye pondered to himself that no matter which of the three technologies he acquired, he could open a small factory and generate trade with the surrounding communities, thus supporting the Tianyuan community.

However, he still needs to go on a field trip to find out exactly what to do before making a decision.

Now let's move on to energy vehicles.

Cheng Ye's spirits lifted, and after clicking on it, almost everything from top to bottom was what he wanted.

The Grand Golden Cup ranked first, and Happiness City gave it a rather unappealing name.

Brick transport vehicle!
Depending on the standard battery, it comes in three versions: 75kWh, 45kWh, and 30kWh.

The corresponding ranges are: 450km, 340km, and 260km.

The prices also vary greatly: 15000, 12000, and 9000.

Can I redeem this?

Cheng Ye pointed to the 75kWh version and asked.

The person in charge nodded quickly: "Of course. However, there is a rule: if Inspector Cheng only uses it within the buffer zone, he can exchange it directly. But if he wants to drive out of the buffer zone, he has to buy it at market price. Vehicles exchanged with the authority cannot go outside the boundary."

"That's it"

Cheng Ye frowned slightly. He was thinking that once he had a car, he could go and steal electricity anytime.

But he can only move around in the buffer zone, since he charges so frequently and the car hasn't traveled much.

If it attracts attention and is investigated, having physical evidence could actually cause a lot of trouble.

It's better to just steal from the Public Works Department parking lot every now and then. Even if you get caught, you're more likely to get away with it by pretending to be stupid.

"Then I'll look at some others."

Although he suddenly became very rich, he only managed to collect 1/10 of the Grand Golden Cup fragments.

Cheng Ye calmly swiped the screen and temporarily removed the transport vehicle from the shortlist.

Further down, there's the Iron Donkey Patrol Motorcycle, equipped with a 20kWh battery, offering a range of 150 kilometers, priced at 6000 contribution points, and its redemption is also restricted to use within the buffer zone.

As for energy batteries, they are sold to the public in units of 10 kWh.

"Inspector Cheng, batteries are strategic consumables and cannot be exchanged using official privileges; they must be purchased at market price."

When the person in charge noticed that his gaze lingered on the battery option, he quickly spoke up to remind him.

Cheng Ye glanced at the price; the most basic battery cost 1500 points, which he could afford right now.

For every additional 10 kWh, the value increases by 1500.

However, 10 kWh is too little; you should buy at least 50 kWh to make it sufficient.

He then looked at the power generation equipment option. The only thing that could be redeemed with the A-level permission was a complete solar power system, which was described as having a "daily power generation efficiency of 8-12 kWh".

The exchange requires no extra money, and if you buy it directly, it only costs 2000 contribution points.

However, this thing can only be used on sunny days, and in Shijiazhuang, it's rare to see sunshine in winter, so its efficiency is probably ridiculously low.

After flipping to the bottom, Cheng Ye glanced at the special services and miscellaneous items at the back.

The former has a wide range of applications, such as applying for drone monitoring permissions, temporarily requisitioning transport convoys, and being protected by the Blood Dragon Legion to go to designated locations.

The latter is dazzling, with some special items that are difficult to classify crammed inside.

For example, the Crimson Blade.

It's a very simple name.

Cheng Ye's eyes narrowed, fixing on a thick, straight sword about the length of a forearm.

It's somewhat like a camping knife, with a flat-ground blade that angles upwards from the base.

The blade's color resembled blood-quenched agate, a dark red, yet with a chilling iridescent sheen at the edge, somewhat like his Whirlwind Dagger.

It's the most expensive of all cold weapons, costing a whopping 3500 points, and can also be redeemed directly.

Cheng Ye subconsciously clicked on the details, but when his eyes fell on the refreshed information below, he suddenly froze.

Add 1.15kg of Fire Dragon Iron, add 0.45kg of Jade Gold, add...

[Forger: Song Qing]

[User: Cheng Long]

"People died, but their weapons were brought here and turned into goods that can be exchanged?"

Cheng Ye was momentarily dazed, a wave of inexplicable sigh washing over him.

My fingertip hovered over the screen for a long time before finally gently withdrawing.

The current Whirlwind Strike is sufficient; even the best weapon needs to be matched with skill and the situation.

But he was determined to replace the red sword in the future!
"We must perform meritorious service!"

"These things are too expensive. I guess the higher-ups never intended to sell them properly. The prices are outrageous!"

A third-class merit award for happiness can be worth 15000 or 1000.

This is practically telling everyone that to get rich, don't think about accumulating contributions; just work hard for Happiness City and make more contributions, and you'll get weapons and cars.

"Inspector Cheng, would you like to exchange or split this?"

Upon seeing him put down the tablet, the person in charge immediately spoke respectfully.

"No rush, I'll go back and think about it, and come back when I'm sure I want to buy it."

Cheng Ye let out a breath.

He couldn't exchange for the things he wanted, or the returns from exchanging them were not high.

He doesn't have enough contribution points to buy it if it's split up.

unless
As Cheng Ye walked out of the goods collection and sales area, he had already made his decision.

"I'll save the permissions for now, but I can't rely on myself to accumulate contribution points, otherwise it will take forever to gather all these things."

"We must secure the checkpoint's resource support, whether it's contribution points or merits; our development speed will definitely skyrocket!"

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