Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 884

Chapter 884: Chapter 287: Power Surge in Da Wave Town, Dawn Breaks! (End of Volume)

The sun slowly set, and once again the night enveloped this desolate wasteland.

The sky was full of twinkling stars, densely sprawled across the night sky, yet they didn’t bring any sense of vastness to Cheng Ye. Instead, it felt like a heavy curtain pressing down overhead, with the starlight exuding an unreal illusion.

The higher you go, the more severe the space distortion?

Cheng Ye pondered Yu Yong’s words repeatedly. If that were true, wouldn’t humanity be completely trapped on this planet, with no chance to leave this wasteland?

No wonder those superhumans who had long reached the level of the immortals, possessing the power to turn rivers and seas, remained on Earth.

With their capabilities, not to mention exploring farther galaxies, developing Mars should be a piece of cake. Now it seems that the barriers of space disturbance have severed all possibilities of external exploration.

“The starships scattered within the Black Zone…”

Cheng Ye’s thoughts drifted back again, “Could it be that in the E4 area where Cheng Long went, the Ice Dome A also hides a starship?”

Though Yu Yong kept silent on key questions, combining the information previously revealed, it wasn’t hard to deduce that the various environmental disasters covering the wasteland were undoubtedly related to the starships scattered everywhere.

Is it that the starships carry some kind of special weather weapon?

Or… is it that simply an energy leak is enough to trigger natural upheaval?

Cheng Ye suddenly realized that, besides containing infection sources, a new goal seemed to have emerged.

To explore and contain the starships?

These alien artifacts scattered within the Black Zone, regardless of whether they were benevolent or malevolent, harmful or not, must be thoroughly investigated as soon as possible.

Thinking now, could the true purpose of researchers like Yu Erlan gathering in Flower Province be to trace the traces of the starships?

“If Cheng Wu and Cheng Long are still alive, if those pioneers are all researching the starships…”

“Then one day in the future, it might truly usher in a new era as Yu Yong predicted!”

With this thought, Cheng Ye shook his head, temporarily putting aside his tangled thoughts.

The information that needed to be conveyed had already been reported to the research institute. How to proceed next would be determined by the elders of Happiness City.

Whether to fully invest in the research and development of the starships like Firewood Shelter City, or to merely archive the information as important intelligence without delving deeper, these decisions were beyond his current capacity.

After all, the premise of exploring the starships is having the ability to venture into the Black Zone, and with his current capabilities, he evidently hadn’t reached that threshold yet.

After seven o’clock, searchlights gradually lit up in Dapo Town.

There were only six in total, scattered sporadically.

Four were mounted on the highest points of the floodwalls, their light spreading to illuminate the entire dock and riverbank.

The other two were hanging on the rooftops of two three-story buildings, one illuminating the residential area, the other barely covering the main street of the town, at least enough to prevent people from stumbling in the dark.

In Wenlu County, this time would be perfect for working late into the night, generally busy until midnight before resting.

But in Dapo Town, without sufficient lighting to support nighttime work, all construction activities came to a halt at this point.

The residents also returned to their courtyards on their own accord, beginning to tidy up their affairs before bed.

Each residential area was allocated a communal water pool, with the water sourced from White Water River, filtered and treated, making extraction extremely convenient.

Turning on the tap, clear water gushed out. Although the early autumn water carried a hint of chill, washing one’s face or rinsing one’s feet to dispel the day’s fatigue was already quite pleasant.

While other Satellite Cities still charged for water usage by quota, Dapo Town had long achieved water freedom.

As long as there wasn’t deliberate wastage, even if someone wished to shower by the water pool, no one would say a word.

After a simple wash, a few small tables were set up at the courtyard entrance, starting the distribution of nutrient paste.

Besides that, there were also some living supplies self-purchased by residents, which were distributed one by one in the previously called order.

“Zhang Mao, one towel set, one cup…”

“Song Xiaoyu, two pairs of socks, one pair of safety shoes…”

“Dong Da…”

“…”

The distribution personnel arranged by Hou Genbao were quite clever, cross-checking the list item by item, so rarely did distribution errors or omissions occur.

The residents receiving items were all smiles, even if they were just ordinary daily goods, they couldn’t help but gather to boast a few words, their faces full of satisfaction.

Cheng Ye stood quietly in the shadow not far away, watching this scene.

Dapo Town’s administrative department hadn’t been officially established yet, and there were no direct data to measure residents’ loyalty, so judgment had to be made through such visual observations.

If complaints from residents increased, either reduce the workload appropriately or increase the remuneration.

Conversely, if everyone was smiling and motivated, the workload could be slightly increased over the next two days to speed up the construction pace.

Besides this, the industrial zone had a special discount mechanism for bulk supplies.

For instance, producing 100,000 towel sets at once, and if you take away 2,000 sets at once, you can enjoy an additional 20% discount.

These discounts equate to subsidies for the Satellite City and are still sold to residents at the original price, with the extra 20% profit precisely covering the town’s expenses, relieving pressure.

Of course, it’s not completely risk-free, such as when visiting Matthew Lee last week, he had stockpiled a thousand beds of bedding, but after a week, there were still eight hundred left.

With the weather not very cold, residents preferred to save their hard-earned money for emergencies rather than buy bedding they didn’t need temporarily.

If the inventory piled up too much, it wouldn’t only tie up circulating funds but might also face price drops on the next batch of goods, eventually leaving everything stuck on hand.