Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 289 - 127: Inspection Difficulties, Reunion with an Old Friend
Through the resident system, these records are matched with each person’s basic information. You can click to clearly see this person’s entry and exit frequency over the past six months, the items brought back each time, and frequently visited activity locations.
Using this miscellaneous data for analysis is actually the prototype of modern big data.
By observing the changes in big data, one can immediately analyze the shifting threats around Happiness City, as well as determine the risk levels of individuals from the source.
For instance, people who go far away every day require a more complex inspection process compared to others.
Similarly, if a person frequently visits a certain place, it needs to be analyzed to see if there is any issue.
Changes in harvests can even reveal resource distribution, and analyze the reasons behind this distribution.
Of course, these ideas are currently just a vague framework and can’t even be considered an actionable plan.
Why?
Cheng Ye finished writing the last word, threw the pen on the table, and couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.
Because the checkpoint is just too damn poor!
Even if Ding Yishan understands the potential of big data and information technology from the materials and actually sends people to try moving in this direction, analyzing the benefits bit by bit, intending to gradually improve the current situation.
However, the training system of the checkpoint has long destined that this system cannot be fully implemented.
No inspector has the opportunity to seriously learn about data management or genuinely experience the benefits of big data.
Nor is there any inspector interested in sitting in front of a computer, typing code.
Just like Li Changfeng, a Level 4 Inspector of Firewood Shelter City, who has only a vague understanding of items using Source Rail technology.
It is enough to prove that inspectors from anywhere do not have time to learn such peripheral knowledge.
Naturally, the checkpoint can only put these "detailed tasks" on the clerks.
But the problem is, even if clerks understand, they are not qualified to submit budget requests upwards.
Cheng Ye specifically checked the computer used by the clerks, and it turned out to be the "big old model" he imagined.
In the entire checkpoint, there are only eight computers across four areas.
Each area has two, one for entering information and one for data backup.
When it comes to handling basic records, the speed is still passable, but to start from scratch to learn and research, Cheng Ye himself sat and observed for a while, and was somewhat dumbfounded.
Because the computer system is not the Windows he is familiar with, but a server-specific system purchased from Firewood, all data is realized using command lines, focusing on simplicity and practicality.
Even if you find an old programming book to research something on this...
Hmm, let’s talk about something more realistic.
Every day, just entering basic information keeps them busy until midnight, where would there be energy left for learning?
As for more advanced algorithm models, real-time warning systems, they are nothing but a fantasy too grand to even think about.
In modern times, even cultivating and selecting from billions of people might not yield much talent.
Relying on ordinary people from Happiness City to research is less plausible than waiting for Firewood to develop products to purchase.
Of course, this brings us back to the initial problem.
No money.
The checkpoint has no money, and even if there’s occasionally a little surplus, it should be used wisely.
"This wave of great migration presents an excellent opportunity. If the checkpoint could secure some funding, it would be a relief..."
Cheng Ye wiped away the water stains splashed on the table with a cloth, pondering quietly in his heart.
His adventurous confrontations and probes with Ding Yishan have basically confirmed one thing to him.
This checkpoint is worth staying in.
This Station Chief Ding is worth collaborating with!
If you really plan to achieve something here, instead of just muddling through to gain some benefits and then running away.
The key point lies in whether the checkpoint has the potential to rise, and whether Ding Yishan has enough courage to break through the current status.
If the upper hierarchy is stagnant and the people below only care about forming cliques, no matter how many ideas he has, he will find no place to exert his efforts.
But if Ding Yishan can seize this great migration opportunity to secure some tangible authority for the inspectors from above.
Even a little, would be enough for the checkpoint to upgrade its capabilities, to first repair the dilapidated Central Station.
As for the future...
"I’m not even the station chief, yet I’m starting to worry about the station chief’s responsibilities, thinking on behalf of the checkpoint."
"If anyone knew, they’d have to say... Inspector Cheng, great!"
Cheng Ye deliberately drew out his words, mimicking the tone many scavengers used when leaving, and complimented himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn’t help but grin, and after laughing, he felt a bit cold.
Probably because he’s been sitting for too long, his blood circulation was stagnating again, and the chill from the rainwater was seeping in through the seams of his raincoat.
He stood up, intending to move around a bit.
The mud on the ground had been mostly cleared by Military Saber and his men, leaving only a few shallow water marks, which could be mopped clean, restoring the usual neatness.
Looking into the distant rain curtain, it seemed a few more scavengers carrying burlap sacks were swaying and lumbering this way amid the drizzle.
But when they got closer, they were diverted to the surrounding areas and did not come to Gate B.
Is it a good thing?
Cheng Ye raised an eyebrow. With fewer people coming, he could rest a little more.
This thought had just emerged for a few minutes when suddenly a series of gunshots rang out from Zone C, crackling like fried beans, resonating crisply in the rain.
The smile on Cheng Ye’s face instantly vanished, it seemed he wouldn’t be hearing the six chimes today.
He quickly walked over to the isolation net at the junction of Zone B and Zone C, looking across.
