Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 328 - 137: The Migration Tide Arrives, the Landscape Transforms
This type of interaction always made him feel curious, especially the feeling of intimacy coming from the bottom of his heart, as if he suddenly grabbed onto something in this lonely wasteland, dispelling much of the loneliness and adding an extra sense of spiritual support.
It’s just that this little guy is really too small, with a very delicate appetite. The dry kindling it ate last night hasn’t even been fully digested by now, its little belly is still bulging.
When Cheng Ye withdrew his hand, the flame let out a little cry, rubbed its head against his fingertip, and then slipped back into the spiritual body space.
Pushing open the security door to go wash up, the bustle in the hallway took him by surprise.
This time should have been quiet, yet it was crowded with people carrying water basins and towels draped over their shoulders, all heading to the washroom.
More surprisingly, everyone had smiles on their faces, without a trace of the irritation from being woken by the early morning roar.
"Huang Sheng, why are you grinning foolishly with your big teeth showing?"
Cheng Ye walked over and saw Huang Sheng and two others squatting by the window at the end of the corridor, pointing and gesturing, their smiles almost reaching their ears.
"Ah."
Huang Sheng turned and saw him, smiling even broader, "Sir, the last time I saw such a scene was nine years ago, during the 25th anniversary parade of Happiness City! I thought we’d have to wait until next year to see it again, but here it is early this year!"
Parade...
Cheng Ye searched his memory but found no clear picture.
It seems his predecessor really had no interest in these displays of martial power, not even bothering to join in the excitement.
"Do you recognize all those helicopters?" he asked, following Huang Sheng’s gaze out the window.
"Of course, they’re all old friends!"
Huang Sheng patted his chest, pointing out and introducing the various types of helicopters in the sky.
The bread-shaped helicopter was named "Air Bus," capable of carrying about thirty people, once opened a residential route in Happiness City.
But later, due to several serious accidents and high fees, it was stopped.
Now it mainly manages air order, akin to the command center’s eyes.
Of course, this is also because the radar’s effectiveness has significantly reduced. Although the Fog Cave hasn’t appeared again, the Void Mist has strong signal shielding, reducing the efficiency of all radar equipment to some extent.
It’s had to return to this relatively primitive command method as an aid.
Secondly, the fish-shaped helicopter was named "Swordfish," with a light body and fast speed, responsible for reconnaissance.
And the one at the top was named "Sky Command," with a round bulge on its body for signal enhancement. The square box hanging below could capture dynamics within ten miles, providing ground command with supplemental information.
Listening to this, Cheng Ye gradually understood.
All of these arrangements were made on such a large scale.
It seems they were not just to properly arrange the first wave of migration arriving today, but also to show off their strength.
To let those incoming refugees witness the terrifying foundation of Happiness City firsthand, to make them understand that even if they can’t enter the Buffer Zone, this Shelter City can still protect them.
Only then can the resettlement work in the Outer City proceed smoothly.
"To have built a Shelter City from nothing in the wasteland, and become the leader of a province."
"Previously, I was worried that the upper echelons would be at a loss facing the influx of refugees. It seems I was overly concerned."
After washing up, Cheng Ye picked up his backpack and armor box and went downstairs. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
It wasn’t even six yet, but the streets of the Buffer Zone were already bustling with people, mostly residents who had been woken up and lost their sleep, uncertain about the situation, gathered in small groups on the roadside, occasionally glancing at the sky.
It wasn’t long before Master Zhang’s bus wobbled over.
Exactly six o’clock.
Ding.
The Defense Communication suddenly chimed, and since Cheng Ye hadn’t turned off the silent mode, it meant an emergency notification from the main station.
Opening it, sure enough, a notice popped up on the screen for all residents:
[Happiness City Broadcasting Station, to all residents]
[Dear residents, the reception of this message by your terminal marks the advanced start of the autumn migration wave of New Era Year 35. Due to climate change and external environmental impacts, a large number of new residents will migrate to Happiness City, becoming new members of this Shelter home.]
[As a Super Shelter City standing for 34 years in the wasteland, Happiness City has launched a Level 2 response plan: checkpoints have tripled their manpower, supply depots have activated 16 supply channels in advance, the Cross Legion and Blood Dragon Corps have been fully mobilized, all processes are perfect, with the ability to handle unexpected migration scales.]
[Please maintain the normal order of life, do not overly focus on the dynamics around the migration channels. Please turn on your radio at 6:30 every morning, where Little Sun will broadcast the latest settlement details, resource allocation plans, and new resident integration plans in real-time. This broadcast will also be synchronized across migration team reception terminals to ensure symmetric and transparent information.]
[Since Happiness City’s establishment in New Era Year 2 until now, every growth of Happiness City has been inseparable from the mutual support of all residents. Let us welcome the new partners co-building our home with an open and inclusive attitude, the happiness temperature of this city will always be written by us together.]
[Thank you for your understanding and cooperation. The broadcasting station wishes you and your family safety and well-being.]
...
The brief announcement cleverly packaged the influence brought by the Wanderer as an autumn migration wave.
For Happiness City, past autumn migrations were not even worth mentioning, at most ten to twenty thousand people, mostly from the Industrial Zone returning, making the Buffer Zone bustling.
The real migration season was actually the time when he had just crossed over.
