Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 334 - 138: Sleet, an Unexpected Divergence!

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Chapter 334: Chapter 138: Sleet, an Unexpected Divergence!

The ’Green Giant’ infection sources that are widely active in the wilderness are actually not difficult to prevent.

Just avoid areas of rampant plant growth and try not to let your skin contact unknown vegetation.

However, in special situations, many people instinctively overlook this point.

Like the Guiding Fish or the Cliff Ghost... forgetting the danger means being not far from death.

But this time, Cheng Ye didn’t draw his gun; instead, he swiftly pulled out the Vortex Stab from his waist and darted out like a leopard.

Generally speaking, Green Giants will immediately enter an explosive state when encountering danger or tension.

However, after these two people came in, there was no change until he asked them a few questions, indicating that they genuinely didn’t regard this young inspector as a lethal threat.

Alright, let’s give it a try then.

Facing the giant arm swung by the Green Giant, Cheng Ye smoothly sidestepped, and the short stab in his hand shot out like a viper, accurately stabbing the opponent’s neck, twisting his wrist deftly.

The first infected body fell to the ground with a muffled groan, twitched twice, and then went silent.

The other Green Giant charged in with a roar, neither dodging nor avoiding. Cheng Ye sighed lightly, lifted his foot, and precisely kicked the opponent’s knee.

With a crisp "crack," the massive brute force surprisingly snapped the Green Giant’s lower leg, causing it to imbalance and kneel on the ground. Before it could raise its head, the Vortex Stab was already firmly inserted into its throat, the movements crisp and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.

In just three to five seconds, the two infected bodies were completely silent.

When Cheng Ye retracted the stab, not even the edge of his coat had a speck of blood on it, as if he had just brushed away dust from his shoulder.

The scavengers queued outside fell silent, and even people in neighboring Zones A and C tiptoed over to look this way, with expressions showing varying degrees of astonishment.

So young, yet so ruthless...

Cheng Ye tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing an enigmatic smile. He tossed the blood-stained Vortex Stab to the Military Saber responsible for cleanup beside him and shouted to those outside:

"Next group!"

Once upon a time, he truly feared these mutated monsters and dreaded the close combat on the razor’s edge between life and death.

But as his strength grew and he embarked on the path of the Extraordinary, the ordinary threats that the checkpoint would encounter, unless facing super-strong infected bodies like the Rotting Vine, indeed no longer counted as real danger.

And to qualify for field duties, having brains alone is not enough; one must also have matching strength and decisive methods.

The current duty was precisely the best occasion for him to showcase these abilities.

In a flash.

Three days later.

Duty was about to reach midnight, and Wang Kang came to take over early.

The tacit understanding between the two had gradually become effective during this cycle of cooperation.

But Wang Kang’s shift cycle also came to an end; today was his last day at the South Inspection Station.

According to the checkpoint’s announcement over the last two days, all future duty posts would at least be taken over by Second-Phase Inspectors to prepare for potential incidents.

Under ordinary circumstances, this would definitely be a good thing, signaling a temporary escape from the whirlpool of danger.

But at this moment, Cheng Ye stood up, stretched lazily, and was about to hand over the duty manual to Wang Kang.

Beep.

The Defense Communication suddenly vibrated. He picked it up, glanced at it, and his expression changed slightly but imperceptibly.

"Brother Cheng, what’s up?" Wang Kang curiously took out his own Defense Communication but didn’t find any notifications.

"Nothing, just an alarm I set."

Cheng Ye waved his hand with a smile, nonchalantly turning off the screen and quickly finished the handover.

After the handover, he sat back in the corner’s lounge chair as usual, opened the Defense Communication again, but the screen was not on the alarm interface—it was frozen on the weather forecast page, where several lines of alert information were exceptionally conspicuous:

[Happiness City Weather Forecast for Next Week]

[New Era Year 35, July 21st, overcast turning to moderate to heavy rain]

[New Era Year 35, July 22nd, moderate to heavy rain turning to sleet]

[...]

[New Era Year 35, July 26th, light rain turning to light snow]

[4th week of New Era Year 35 in July, temperatures will be highly variable, please prepare for cold weather!]

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