Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 810

Chapter 810: Chapter 267: Fifth Cohort’s Defection, The Beginning of the Storm!_2

He paused, his tone steady, “There are still many problems to be solved now, we must take it step by step, you can only eat one bite of food at a time. First, clear enough land, then talk about planting. And the situation outside isn’t optimistic. Once the surrounding Shelter Cities know we can plant, they’re likely to take action.”

Cheng Ye deeply agreed, their eyes met again, both understanding each other’s meaning.

He had also asked Lin Bao about this issue.

But Lin Bao’s answer was quite the opposite, saying only to build cities first, then clear the Wilderness.

However, Davidson considered many things, beyond the difficulty of land expansion, and the external changes.

The ability to plant in Happiness City signifies more than just acquiring a core resource, but also compensates previous shortcomings, filling the gap of the bucket effect.

When building the Satellite City before, there were assassins and mercenaries who infiltrated, and mysterious sources of infection broke out frequently. If the news of planting is announced now, those forces hiding in the shadows would likely become even more rampant.

However, neither talked more about security issues; it’s the duty of the legion, and if needed, there are the Extraordinary sitting in town.

The Inspector’s core role is pioneering and maintaining stability, no need to get tangled up with those “rats” too much.

After discussing matters related to economic development, Cheng Ye checked the time to stand up and leave, staying just exactly ten minutes less than the previous conversation with Lei Hu, neither too much nor too little, precisely maintaining the measure.

Coming down the stairs, he had excellent eyesight, at a glance catching a flash of someone not far outside the small building, quickly disappearing behind the roadside barricade.

“Lei Hu’s methods are too crude, does he really think everyone is as straightforward as him?”

Cheng Ye couldn’t help but shake his head and smile.

After getting in the car, he didn’t immediately order a return to the Buffer Zone but instead had Mu Shuang take a detour to Zhou Changhai’s territory for a spin.

Who would’ve thought after inquiring, found out Zhou Changhai had left Wenlu County two days ago.

After stabilizing the construction progress, he returned to the Buffer Zone, even Xi Yan, responsible for architectural design, went back with him, failing to got in touch with this Deputy Director of the Inner City Public Works Bureau.

“Is there a change in the planning for Wenlu County from the top?”

Cheng Ye felt moved in his heart, vaguely sensing a storm coming.

The era of great competition seems to be close at hand.

Going back ten years ago, when the recuperation period just began, even if Happiness City was financially strong, it was impossible to invest such a large scale in construction, laying out plans recklessly.

But now it’s different, everyone is exerting every effort to find opportunities, to grab opportunities tightly.

Davidson can lavishly spend millions of Contribution Points for deals, this courage clearly sensed the air of era change.

And he considered himself fortunate enough to seize the coming change, gaining opportunities previously unthinkable.

The convoy departed Wenlu County, smoothly progressing along the leveled national road, speeding towards the Buffer Zone.

The national road itself hasn’t changed much, but the figures active within the Ruins Chuan City, compared to last time, increased by tenfold, unclear if the Hundred Ghosts Gang emptied their nest for expansion, or if a large number of refugees and scavengers flooded inside.

After returning to the safe area via South Station’s D exit, the four cars required thorough disinfection, taking most of a day.

Leaving Mu Shuang responsible for follow-up matters, Cheng Ye didn’t rush to report but first returned to the neighborhood for a cold shower, dressed in clean new clothes, then walked towards the Central Station.

The memories of walking to Central Station for duty months ago have already blurred somewhat, this road due to renovation adds more unfamiliarity.

Cheng Ye walked and stopped, his gaze constantly sweeping across the changes in the district, not just the complete renovation of underground pipelines, the overall environment of the Buffer Zone is visibly improving.

The newly erected residential buildings rise from the ground, the previously planned mobile medical points have also been implemented, every few blocks, you can see a convenience clinic with a sign “XX Medical Point.”

What surprised Cheng Ye the most was the genuine satisfied smiles on the faces of workers at roadside construction, even the women assisting were enthusiastic and full of vigor, lacking the past days’ mundane grind.

The Buffer Zone is no longer the previous temporary area shielding chaos for the Inner City, filled with scarcity.

It is gradually rooting, gradually thriving, like tender shoots breaking ground in early spring, exuding unstoppable vitality.

And it is precisely because of this, no one wishes to return to the past.

Return to those days of fearful hearts, uncertain survival, return to the days where large numbers of residents bore military backpacks with bitter faces leaving Happiness City seeking livelihoods, return to the memory of that summer “Starfish,” meant to be hot, yet appearing desolate.

Cheng Ye suddenly paused his steps, raised his hand to rub his brow.

He increasingly felt, with growing power and expanding authority, the burdens on the shoulders not only didn’t decrease, but rather become more complex, more numerous.

Some obscure, indescribable responsibilities quietly entangled the mind, pushing him only forward, unable to stop.

Without a doubt, he enjoyed it in this process.

Not only seeing everything ahead getting better, he felt genuine happiness, satisfaction.

Moreover due to continuous positive feedback, be it strength growth, power increase, or step-by-step advancement, each step was solidly taken.

But what if someone can’t bear this responsibility, this pressure?

What if someone indulges in hesitation, or even retreats?

Turning a corner, the massive Central Station appeared at the end of vision, blocking the long Wilderness.