Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 256 - 117: Order Assimilation, the Terrifying Migration Tide! (Part 4)
The usual pile of garbage and construction waste around the shantytown has vanished.
The originally bumpy dirt road has been leveled for the most part, and you can even see someone building simple drainage ditches with stones along the roadside.
Is this a change that can happen in one day?
The bus continued forward, passing the tent camp, and Cheng Ye couldn’t help but gasp.
If the change in the shantytown was barely understandable, then the transformation of the tent camp was too exaggerated.
The previously scattered camp is now neatly organized by color.
Blue tents are clustered together, green tents form a continuous patch, and the dirt-yellow old tents are assigned to the outermost edge, neatly arranged with even spacing.
Simplified drainage ditches crisscross the ground, with muddy rainwater flowing away through the channels.
All the trash, rags, scraps piled beside the tents... have also disappeared like in the shantytown, even the sour stench in the air has diminished significantly.
"Is this the influence of Guardian Extraordinary?"
Cheng Ye was instantly taken aback, his body shivering slightly, feeling that the world’s Extraordinary Power is too terrifying.
What Mother Source brings is destruction, obliterating everything in a most brutal way, forcing order to rebuild from scratch.
While Guardian Extraordinary brings assimilation, equally brutal yet concealed beneath a gentle facade.
This ability has completely surpassed the likes of fire-breathing, water control, flying superpowers.
After all, no matter how mighty those supernatural abilities are, they are merely the concretization of energy usage, have boundaries, and leave traces.
Compared to this power that influences the heart and alters behavioral logic, they’re simply on a different dimension.
More horrifying is that the Guardian Extraordinary might have already left, yet merely the residual vibes have caused such a remarkable influence.
"If this came to modern times, I’m afraid there would be hordes of people willing to pay for Guardian Extraordinary to transform themselves..."
Cheng Ye was somewhat tongue-tied.
This ability is virtually the nemesis of procrastination, though it’s uncertain whether change induced by external force is salvation or another kind of shackle.
Without needing to stop along the way, the bus soon dived into the city center.
Returning to the electronic factory community entrance by car for the first time, Cheng Ye felt a bit unaccustomed.
However, as his gaze crossed the street corner, seeing the warm yellow lights of the convenience store window from afar, his vision blurred momentarily.
Through the rain curtain, he seemed to see Uncle Dong busy inside in a daze.
He instinctively blinked, and the illusion dissipated.
There were only a few workers finishing up at the entrance, replacing the convenience store’s sheet-metal door with a large security door.
The lighting was no longer the energy-saving lights Uncle Dong usually used but had been replaced with bright shadowless lamps.
"The convenience store is open!"
This was the first time Wang Kang saw lights on, "Brother Cheng, is this the shop you rented?"
Cheng Ye replied with a "mm," waited for the bus to stop steadily, then was the first to push the door open and get off.
Looking inside through the security door, the layout hadn’t changed much.
The shelves against the left wall, the glass counter in the center, the narrow staircase leading to the sunken basement inside, even the hooks on the wall for plastic bags were in their original places.
The shelves were still the old three-tier style but changed to moisture-proof stainless steel, its silvery bright metal reflection making the inside brighter.
The wooden frame of the glass counter was replaced with dark gray alloy, even the cabinets underneath were fitted with magnetic locks.
As for the waterproofing, which Cheng Ye was most concerned about, the entrance of the shop had been deliberately altered, with three newly made steps.
Near the steps, a half-foot-high water barricade was built with granite, leaving a narrow gap on the inside and buried a hidden channel underneath, directly leading to the street-corner drainage well.
The steps themselves had been modified; each step’s front edge is half an inch higher than the back edge, forming a slight slope for the water to flow away along the grooves on the step’s side.
Entering the convenience store, even the plastic handrails leading downstairs had been replaced with stainless steel, the cool metallic touch grasping firmly.
Cheng Ye half-crouched as he pushed the door open, greeted not by the usual musty odor but a faint scent of wood mixed with the savory scent of dried fish.
Behind him, Wang Kang curiously peered inside and was shocked, retreating half a step, almost hitting the door frame: "Oh my..."
The originally dark, damp basement now has thick moisture-proof wood panels covering the cement floor, with bright light bulbs hanging every two meters, illuminating every corner clearly.
Twenty sacks of rice, flour, and oil are stacked on wheeled metal racks, dried fish tightly vacuum-sealed, neatly piled in the corner moisture-proof cabinet.
Canned goods filled the metal shelves against the wall, red, yellow, blue, green labels crowded together, giving a reassuring sight.
"Brother Cheng, this..." Wang Kang poked his head in again, stammering.
"It’s just a small warehouse; whenever you’re craving, come in and grab something."
Casually, Cheng Ye took a can of canned yellow peaches from the shelf, opened it, and handed it over.
Wang Kang initially wanted to refuse but was immediately captivated by the sweet scent, froze still.
"Have a taste."
"Then I won’t stand on ceremony."
Wang Kang accepted the can, took a sip of the sweet liquid, instantly squinted comfortably.
He bit into a piece of peach, feeling as if his heart blossomed with joy.
"Delicious, right? There are thirty more cans here."
Cheng Ye took two boxes of each type of canned goods, packing them into his backpack.
The piece of Yaksha Bull meat that was chopped off wasn’t forgotten, packed into Wang Kang’s backpack for him to carry.
Besides that, he also pulled out over a dozen packs of labeled seeds.
These were prepared by Li Changfeng, filling up an entire snakeskin bag, guessing he wanted to attempt planting in Stone Province.
