Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 335 - 139: Codename C35, Fighting Poison With Poison!

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Chapter 335: Chapter 139: Codename C35, Fighting Poison With Poison!

Three days have passed, and the North-South Inspection Station still has not managed to divert the continuous influx of migrants.

At this moment, the number of refugees stuck in front of the Central Inspection Station has soared to a terrifying 290,000.

If this growth trend continues, tonight it will inevitably break through 300,000, heading straight for 350,000!

What does this mean?

After the wave of Stand-In Starfish infections, the total population of the Buffer Zone has dropped below 250,000.

Now, the population stuck outside the Happiness Defense Line is actually more than the residents of the Buffer Zone.

Even with the Central Inspection Station operating at full capacity, only a mere 5,000 people can be let through each day.

Before heading to work in the morning.

Cheng Ye stood on the central watchtower, looking ahead, and momentarily couldn’t find the right words to describe the scene before him.

It seemed no different from the scene he had seen here a few days ago, still the endless crowd, colorful tents stretched continuously like wrinkled dirty rags pressed tightly onto the gray-brown wasteland.

But he knew better than anyone that this seemingly calm mass of people had long turned into a powder keg ready to explode.

All it needed was a single spark to shatter countless people into pieces.

And the spark to ignite this powder keg was now in his hand, clearly displayed on the Defense Communication screen.

"It’s finally about to begin..."

Cheng Ye whispered, his thoughts drifting away uncontrollably.

The work of settling the refugees was ultimately unable to begin amidst the splendor, but had to take its difficult first step through the desolation.

The upper echelons of Happiness City were far more decisive, more... ruthless than he had imagined!

Or rather, everything about to happen was the true main theme of this wasteland.

Such a massive group of refugees must have an extremely terrifying number of infection sources lurking within.

Whether known or unknown, or possibly even the mother source hiding amongst them.

If we were to accept them all with open arms, relying on inspectors and grassroots forces to slowly sift through, not to mention how inefficient it would be, the eventual casualties would probably be several times greater than sparking a conflict all at once now.

Therefore, the upper echelons did not hesitate, directly adopting the simplest and most brutal method:

Direct screening.

Simultaneously trigger all infections, suppress them together, to complete the qualitative transformation of "rebirth through fire."

Those who survive will become new residents of Happiness City.

Those who die will become the nutrients for a new round of development for this Super Shelter City.

Cruel? Indeed, it’s cruel.

But it seems to be the best choice right now.

Of course, maybe the situation is not as bad as he thought, and how things ultimately turn out depends entirely on whether Happiness City is fully prepared.

Playing with fire to this extent, Cheng Ye could already determine that even if the final result is a failure, Happiness City must be fully confident in completely suppressing all chaos.

Otherwise, there is no way such aggressive orders would still be executed with 300,000 refugees piling up.

If they can intervene at the burst moment and complete a preliminary purge with minimal casualties, this storm could immediately become a chance for resurgence, instead of the beginning of a downfall.

Of course, none of this concerns him as an Intern Inspector.

Cheng Ye could only barely discern the deeper meaning behind each of Happiness City’s choices, to protect himself.

Attempting to interfere with such a colossal entity’s advancement plan, even Ding Yishan might find himself powerless.

Eight o’clock at night.

After three days of around-the-clock operation, more than 80% of the scavenging migrants have returned.

By this time, the front of the inspection station had returned to its previous quietness, with no one lining up anymore.

As expected, the notice from the inspection station arrived on time:

Starting tonight, all operations will fully return to normal, with some timing adjustments.

The morning duty time is delayed to 9 AM, and the closing time is moved to 6 PM.

At the same time, instead of two inspectors taking turns every day, one person will be fully responsible, and a lunch break will be set from 1 PM to 2 PM, during which the inspection station will be closed for disinfection.

This way, even with one person on duty, the inspector’s working time is still eight hours.

"Brother Cheng, with this change, aren’t many inspectors able to rest?"

Wang Kang looked at the announcement, feeling a bit emotional for a moment.

As if in neighboring Zone A and Zone C, two inspectors work together, sharing the pressure.

But Cheng Ye bore all the pressure alone, allowing him to have enough sleep recovery time every day.

He barely held on until the end of his first duty cycle, especially the last three days, exhausted like a dead dog, falling asleep as soon as he lay down.

Unexpectedly, just as he managed to endure it, the system was changed.

"Yes, they can rest now."

Cheng Ye smiled and looked up at the sky, the heavy clouds were pressing down over their heads.

The air was filled with a sticky and damp feeling, like a wet rag covering the mouth and nose, with the moisture almost condensing into water droplets about to fall.

After completing the handover, as usual, receiving two boxes of Nutrient Paste, Master Zhang’s bus slowly arrived.

"Master Zhang, starting tomorrow, you don’t need to pick me up anymore."

Cheng Ye hesitated when getting on the bus, and then spoke.

Master Zhang’s face was calm, as if he had already expected: "Yes, I also wanted to tell you, the Public Works Bureau has already notified, tomorrow they want all drivers to gather."

"Be safe."

"Don’t worry, what’s meant to happen will happen, sooner or later we have to face it." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Master Zhang’s tone showed no emotion, with a slight turn of the steering wheel, the bus drove away from the inspection station.