Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 99 Dragon Power Fusion, Awakening from the Great Dream!
In Wang Kang's eyes, Cheng Ye seemed to be a reflection of himself two months ago.

I just passed the assessment and started my internship at the central station. I was almost scared to death by the source of infection.

He then took the initiative to ask Liu Bi for special training, a process he knew all too well.

But the two are ultimately different.

From the very beginning, his desire for power far exceeded that of Wang Kang.

Moreover, having witnessed terrifying monsters beyond their comprehension, their thirst for that power intensified.

But what about Wang Kang?

The fire in his eyes, however, was more like the frustration of his own inadequacy and inability to achieve his goal.

Arrive at the training ground.

Just as Miao Yang was about to step forward to spar with Cheng Ye, Cheng Ye waved him aside.

"Come on, you attack, I'll defend!"

"it is good!"

Both of them came out of the inner city at the same time. Although Cheng Ye looked more than twice as strong as before, Wang Kang did not instinctively feel awe in the face of a strong person.

Seeing that familiar face, he subconsciously recalled the playful fights he had in the inner city.

Back then, he always had the upper hand, and he was always stronger.

boom.

Wang Kang threw a straight punch, but Cheng Ye stretched out his palm and steadily wrapped it around the fist, instantly dissipating all the force.

"Ok?"

Wang Kang's expression changed, and he tried to pull his hand back, but found that Cheng Ye's palm was clamped on him like an iron clamp, and he couldn't move at all.

His heart tightened, and he immediately raised his left leg to kick, but as soon as he raised his leg, Cheng Ye suddenly pulled him backward, and he instantly lost his balance.

Snapped.

The sound of it hitting the ground was particularly jarring.

A look of surprise flashed across Wang Kang's eyes, followed by a surge of anger rising from the depths of his heart.

It's the frustration of seeing thugs bullying ordinary people and stealing happiness coins during the day, but not having the courage to help them.

It is the frustration of seeing migrants being surrounded and forced to buy and sell by scavengers, while one is powerless to uphold justice.

He finally couldn't stand it anymore and went to make a move, only to be chased and beaten by thugs, which was incredibly frustrating.

Yes, it stems from the frustration of being weak!

"Very well, I can feel your anger!"

"Only by treating me as an enemy, tearing me apart, and killing me can you advance!"

As the two familiar phrases were uttered, Cheng Ye was slightly taken aback.

Liu Bi's teaching method may not be as clear and easy to understand as Miao Yang's, but at certain moments, it feels like he has revealed all the mysteries.

As expected, Wang Kang was provoked and pounced on him like a madman, punching and kicking him.

Just like when he faced Liu Bi, these attacks couldn't even break through Cheng Ye's defenses.

The fist was easily deflected, and the kicking leg was pulled along, causing the person to lose their balance.

Each collision is like hitting a solid wall, only making the fall harder.

Cheng Ye stood still, barely moving a step, but his gaze gradually darkened.

He gradually realized that Wang Kang was completely different from himself back then.

Faced with the formidable Liu Bi, all he could think about was practicing hard and becoming stronger.

Wang Kang's current state is more like he is struggling with himself, a kind of impotent rage with nowhere to vent, revealing a sense of bewilderment as to why he needs to become stronger.

"stop!"

With a gentle push from Cheng Ye, Wang Kang sat up straight on the ground, panting heavily, his chest heaving like a bellows.

"Today is only the first day. Tomorrow I will arrange for you to go to a new place."

"You're missing something, and that's the foundation that will keep you going."

The way Liu Bi taught him to find anger was far inferior to the way he was now arranging for Wang Kang.

However, their values ​​differed. Even if he, like Wang Kang, witnessed those sordid deeds hidden in the sunlight, he might not feel much anger.

They will only become more aware that they must continue to grow stronger, strong enough to leave these filthy things far behind, strong enough to no longer have to get entangled with these disgusting matters.

What Wang Kang needs now is not the explosive power ignited by anger, but the deep-seated conviction to understand "why one must be strong."

And this is precisely the core of the idealist movement.

"Take a break. Once you're rested, go practice your marksmanship. You don't need to practice your fist and foot techniques tonight."

Da Long was still standing to the side, not knowing where to put his hands, his face full of embarrassment.

Especially after he learned that Wang Kang was also a prosecutor, he became even more at a loss.

"My lord, today..."

"No need to tell me, this is Wang Kang's own path. Go and guide him in practicing his marksmanship later."

Cheng Ye waved his hand, "I have new arrangements for tomorrow. Take him to the community to do a day's work. Let him swing a sledgehammer and demolish houses. As long as there is no danger to his life, don't worry about him."

"Huh? Swinging a sledgehammer?"

Da Long was dumbfounded, a look of confusion flashing across his rugged face.

“I went to the community today and saw that this job is very suitable for him. It can build his strength and temper his will.”

"By the way, before taking him there, let's take him for a walk around the surrounding blocks first, so he can get a feel for how other places are different from our B-7 area."

"it is good!"

Da Long could only nod. He had no right to question Cheng Ye's orders, much less to ask why.

But he vaguely felt that Cheng Ye's training method seemed somewhat similar to that of the Pioneer Corps.

Prioritize cultivating a person's ability to endure hardship; only after that comes ability, and then other aspects.

"Prosecutor Cheng, you're getting better and better."

Miao Yang sat to the side watching the game, his gaze fixed on Cheng Ye, his tone carrying a hint of certainty.

He could naturally see that Cheng Ye's current ease and confidence were far beyond what they had been in the past few days.

"My injury hasn't healed yet, so I can't spar with you for the time being."

Cheng Ye immediately saw through the eagerness in Miao Yang's eyes and quickly interrupted this dangerous idea.

Fighting Wang Kang was fine, but if he were to spar with Miao Yang, a master of fetal development, and in case he suffered new injuries, with the checkpoint about to open, he had to be in top condition and couldn't afford any mistakes.

"I came today to ask about the Four Forces. Which force should I train first?"

“Of course it’s Dragon Force.” Miao Yang answered without hesitation. “Dragon Force is the most powerful, and it can lead to understanding everything. If you can master Dragon Force, it will greatly help your understanding of the other three forces.”

"it is good!"

Cheng Ye nodded slightly. He already had the rudiments of dragon power, and originally planned to search for tiger power first.

However, since Miao Yang said so, we should naturally listen to his advice.

The panel flashed, and since the two became acquainted, Miao Yang's cooperation level had never dropped below 50%.

"I wonder how cooperative Brother B will be."

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Cheng Ye clicked on the search bar Lv2.

The panel flashed erratically, and unsurprisingly, it failed.

Two action points were recorded.

Without the assistance of an inspector, the search probability is exactly the same as indicated on the panel, a solid 50%.

However, he still had 55% charge remaining, so he wasn't worried and clicked the search button again.

The panel paused abruptly, and lines of text quickly combined and took shape on it.

Become!

Miao Yang

[Level 1 Skill]: Lock-on
[Level 2 Skill]:
Talent: Tiger Tendon (Excellent, slightly increases tendon strength)

Talent: Tireless Physique (Excellent, slightly increases resistance to fatigue)

Talent: Longevity Physique (Excellent, the rate of physical aging is slightly reduced)
Skill: Blood Dragon Breathing Technique (Excellent, slightly improves combat performance)

Skills: Dragon Power, Tiger Power, Eagle Power, Snake Power, Blood Dragon Standard Archery, Blood Dragon Standard Ambush Technique, Blood Dragon.
[Level 3 Skill]: Lock-on
"hiss."

"I didn't expect that even though Director Miao isn't Lv4, his physique bonus is still a numerical monster?"

Cheng Ye looked at the data on the panel and clicked his tongue in amazement.

The three excellent-level talent skills, even just from their descriptions, exude great practicality.

Literally speaking, Miao Yang's physique seems tailor-made for the battlefield. While others reach an age where they can no longer carry weapons, he can probably still be as active on the front lines as he was in his youth.

The passage of time will not cause Miao Yang's strength to decline sharply; on the contrary, it may be like aged wine, becoming more mellow and powerful due to his experience.

However, this time Cheng Ye did not covet the talent, but instead directly targeted the dragon force for his search.

Search successful

[Civilization Collector has successfully recorded: Dragon Power (lv.2)]

[Similar skills detected; currently being absorbed and integrated.]

[Dragon Force Embryo, Dragon Force Completed Fusion, Dragon Force Embryo Disappeared, Dragon Force Received a Slight Amplification]

"Huh, it can fuse automatically?"

Cheng Ye was somewhat surprised, but then a surge of joy welled up inside him.

In the path of martial arts, even if everyone has cultivated the four powers, there are still obvious differences in skill level.

Just like the Twelve Meridians, breaking through limits is far superior to ordinary ones. Right now, this fused dragon power, if equipped, would definitely be several times stronger than Miao Yang's dragon power.

Wonderful!

"So, if we have enough energy points in the future, we can search for more similar skills and keep stacking them?"

Cheng Ye thought to himself, but it was just a thought.

If you really have that kind of skill, it would be more practical to first gather all four powers and complete your realm.

The key is to collect as many Lv1 talents as possible and fuse them to increase your life level and unlock more skill slots.

Training is over.

Back at the clinic, Wang Kang collapsed into bed and fell asleep immediately, clearly exhausted.

The relationship between the two is now somewhat delicate, largely because their fellow travelers from the inner city have suddenly become so powerful, which has dealt a blow to Wang Kang's pride.

Or perhaps they had been feeling stifled all day and simply didn't have the energy to joke around anymore by evening.

Cheng Ye wasn't surprised. After returning to his room and taking a shower, he sat on the edge of the bed and equipped himself with Dragon Force.

A subtle warmth instantly spread throughout my body, followed by a familiar feeling of hunger.

He was slightly pleased, but before he could finish the ten packets of nutritional syrup in the room, after only drinking the seventh packet, the feeling of hunger completely disappeared.

"It seems that my current stats are far beyond Lv2, and the bonuses from ordinary skills are no longer as noticeable."

"Even the illusions that should appear when learning dragon power failed to appear."

Standing up, Cheng Ye gently threw a punch forward.

A mysterious feeling flowed through his body, and the power in his waist and abdomen naturally extended through his arms. The force line was adjusted to be exceptionally smooth, which perfectly made up for the last trace of slight stagnation in the previous nascent dragon power.

The force of the punch swept through the air, and although it only used half of its strength, it brought with it a soft whistle, just like a dragon's roar.

Uninstalling Longli caused the sluggishness to reappear.

After repeatedly equipping and testing the equipment, Cheng Ye concluded that he would be able to become familiar with Lv2 Dragon Force in at most a week.

"That's fast!"

While both were lying in the medical facility, Garcia next door probably never imagined that he could improve his strength in this way.

Cheng Ye turned on the desk lamp and read for a while until he felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps it was because the past few days had been too peaceful, but he, who hadn't dreamed in a long time, actually fell into a dream.

In his dream, he had already collected all the extraordinary abilities, expanding his skill bar to ten slots, each filled with Lv5 and Lv6 extraordinary skills.

With a single punch, he can shatter a small mountain like Superman; with a thought, he can soar freely through the air.

In the eyes of the residents of Happiness City, he was already an omnipotent god.

He burst into laughter, but just then, a thick, dark shadow suddenly flew out from the direction of the inner city.

"The city lord has arrived!"

Someone shouted, and the dark figure pounced in front of him instantly, grabbing his neck.

Even though he was already that strong, he couldn't break free from those hands at all, and a feeling of suffocation washed over him like a tidal wave.
"what!"

Cheng Ye suddenly woke up with a start, sat up abruptly, and saw that it was already getting light outside the window.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat, and the hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end.

The outline of that dark shadow in my mind wouldn't go away, much like the darkness of night before dawn. Even though dawn was right in front of me, that deepest darkness pressed down on my heart.

"Intercept and kill the city lord"

I think about it every day and dream about it at night.

Cheng Long died, but Chi Dao was brought back as if nothing had happened.

If the ambush is true, Cheng Long's legacy is likely far more devastating than the mess Cheng Wu left behind.

Moreover, all of this was too bizarre; he thought about it countless times but still couldn't figure out the intricacies.

But one thing is for sure.

An Xingfu's strength must be extremely formidable to have been able to hold the position of city lord for so many years and forcibly blend the four major factions together without causing any trouble.

"The recent days of comfort have brought me attention from the elders, investment from the idealists, increased strength and expansion of influence, and the Tear of the Horned Star. Without realizing it, I have subconsciously overlooked the dangers of the wasteland."

"The power struggle at the checkpoint means that I have caught the attention of the higher-ups."

"Now we have to be more careful about everything we do."

Cheng Ye stood by the window, quietly watching the sunrise slowly rise from the horizon.

The suffocating feeling of being choked in his dream was clearly a subconscious warning to him not to be blinded by recent success, otherwise he might suffer a tragic end.

It's time to wake up.

It's not just a dream.

"There are still four days left. I keep thinking about the benefits of taking over, but I've never seriously considered what the consequences would be if I failed. It's time to calm down and continue to lie low."

Cheng Ye took a deep breath, and the turmoil in his chest gradually subsided. His eyes, which had been "blinded" by power, regained a clear light.

For the next four days, he didn't wander around anymore, but went back and forth between the training ground and the training area.

There was only one day left until the checkpoint reopened.

evening.

"Come on, you attack, I'll defend!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Kang swiftly approached.

He had learned the Blood Dragon Legion's standard fighting style quite well. Although his strength was still somewhat lacking, he possessed a strong martial spirit and energy, and his punches carried a power that grew stronger with practice.

Cheng Ye parried and blocked with both hands, clearly feeling the force of the punches, which was more than twice as strong as it had been four days ago.

In terms of the systematic nature of his teaching, he is no match for Miao Yang.

In terms of profound understanding, he couldn't even see Liu Bi's back.

But in terms of understanding people's hearts and exploring human nature, both of them are far inferior to him, like ants compared to a giant.

After taking a straight punch head-on, Cheng Ye deliberately took two steps back to steady himself before speaking, "Xiao Kang, that's enough."

"Hey, Brother Cheng, I beat you up!"

Wang Kang was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but open his mouth wide, breathing heavily as he burst into laughter.

Naive as he was, he had long forgotten the defeat he suffered at the hands of Cheng Ye four days ago, and the promise he had made then that he "must defeat Cheng Ye".

At this moment, merely making Cheng Ye take two steps back was already a great victory in his eyes!

After all, even someone like Da Long, who was at the Embryo Realm, was evenly matched with Cheng Ye for a short period of time.

"Now that you understand why you are fighting, you will naturally be able to defeat me."

"Is it?"

Wang Kang raised his hand and stared blankly at his fist.

The calluses on his fists were no different from a few days ago, and his knuckles even had redness and swelling from training, but the anger in his heart had become exceptionally clear.

It was no longer aimless anger, but a firm determination to know who to protect and what to stop.

"Brother Cheng."

Wang Kang clenched his fists, his eyes shining brighter than the rising sun. "The checkpoint will open tomorrow. I want to go to the South Checkpoint by myself and try it out for a day."

"you sure?"

Cheng Ye was taken aback for a moment, but did not refuse directly. "Have you remembered everything I've told you these past few days?"

“I remember it all!” Wang Kang nodded vigorously, his tone exceptionally firm. “How to survive, when to escape, and when to call for backup—I know it all perfectly well!”

"But even if you do all of these things right, you can still lose your life."

“I’m not afraid. My father is dead. I’ve become a prosecutor, so I can never go into the inner city to see my mother again. I didn’t take any of the inheritance; I left it all to her. Now I’m all alone, and it’s time for me to do what I want to do.”

"Didn't you say you wanted to sing?"

"No, I don't like singing."

Wang Kang shouted, his neck stiff, then, feeling it wasn't powerful enough, raised his voice, "I have more important things to do than singing!"

The sound was so loud that it drew the attention of several people around the training ground.

Cheng Ye believed he had done his best to nurture this younger brother from his predecessor's past.

Wang Kang's growth has lived up to his expectations.

Having climbed back from the brink of death step by step, Cheng Ye understands better than anyone what Wang Kang needs now.

Just as Liu Bi chose to let him go back then, now it's time for him to let Wang Kang go too.

"it is good."

Cheng Ye nodded gently, his tone mild, "If you're scared before eight o'clock tomorrow morning, come find me anytime. I'll report to the checkpoint and let you get used to it for another day."

"After I finish my last day at the North Station, I will go to the South Station to spend your first duty cycle with you."

"Ok!"

Wang Kang nodded vigorously, and for some reason, his eyes suddenly felt slightly hot.

He turned his head away, his Adam's apple bobbing, and swallowed back the sob that was about to come out.

He and Cheng Ye were no longer the children who would hug each other and cry, or sing together in the inner city.

Now they are prosecutors, bearing heavy responsibilities!
Even if they were completely unprepared, having been singing on the street with a guitar just three months ago, this is reality, just like a sudden wave of infections that doesn't give anyone time to prepare.

Because this isn't the glamorous world depicted in old-fashioned magazines.

This is a wasteland.

It's a cannibalistic apocalypse!

　P.S.: I've seen some readers discussing the economic system. Rest assured, the outline alone is 50,000 words long, and I will reveal it step by step. There might be bugs, so please feel free to point them out, but it will definitely not fall apart. I will try my best to deduce a form suitable for the wasteland.
　　P.S. 2: This is an attempt at a completely new post-apocalyptic theme. I'm still figuring things out as I go, and the writing difficulty is significantly higher than the already saturated survival post-apocalyptic genre. I will try my best to balance the reading experience across all parts. Thank you for your support, dear readers! Please vote and subscribe!
　　
　
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