Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 224 - 109: Winning Hearts, Tide Level Calamity! (Part 4)

Chapter 224: Chapter 109: Winning Hearts, Tide Level Calamity! (Part 4)

"He also said that with inspectors like you in Happiness City, trade caravans love coming here, come often, and will come again next time."

"Ha, this guy sure knows how to flatter."

Cheng Ye shook his head slightly, finding this an unexpected delight.

However, what’s fair is fair, the extra ton, he still plans to buy it at the price of 120 points.

Jin Dafei has his own way of doing things, and the checkpoint has its own rules.

Price fluctuations during purchases are within the allowable range of the rules, but if you accept property from caravan traders for nothing, it could be suspected as bribery.

Maybe no one would say much now, but at a critical moment when someone brings it up, it would be trouble.

"Separate out 500 pounds; I need to exchange beef with Inspector Yang."

"Yes."

Figuring out how to transport this much dried salted fish is a dilemma.

Cheng Ye can only plan to have Long bring some people to the checkpoint at night to help load it onto the bus.

As for the storage place, Uncle Dong’s convenience store happens to be empty now, so it can be temporarily stored there, but care must be taken to avoid rainwater flooding the store.

When the pedestrian street begins construction later, they can specifically build a small warehouse to store items more conveniently in the future.

"Inspector Cheng!"

As he was thinking, Yang Xingwen’s bright and penetrating voice came from outside the isolation passage; it could probably be heard even through the Void Mist.

As a phase one inspector, Yang Xingwen naturally can’t escape the faction stationing ordeal and is one of the faction stationing maniacs.

However, in the current fog-locked predicament, encountering such a person is not necessarily a bad thing.

As long as he puts some thought into it, he can unite Zones A, B, and C together.

As for the inspectors who will succeed on both sides, at this juncture where lives could be at stake anytime, they likely won’t refuse this kind of mutual support alliance.

"I brought the beef over for you!"

Yang Xingwen is tall, broad-shouldered, and thick-backed, with a resolute face, looking mightily strong.

Behind him, four guards were jointly carrying a piece of meat wrapped in a waterproof cloth, with the outline and weight indicating it was a whole cleaned Yaksha Bull.

"So much?"

"Not much, not much."

Yang Xingwen waved his hand, "Three heads are left at the station as reserves, I keep one, you take one, and the remaining from that harmful beast is shared among the brothers in Zone A to vent their anger!"

Speaking of this, his tone became somewhat heavy: "Today, only a brother from Zone A was sacrificed; it’s my failure as an inspector not to have taken good care of him, I feel ashamed."

Yaksha Bulls are rare.

Sharing meat with the checkpoint guards and staff is even rarer.

A circle of onlookers had already gathered around, and Cheng Ye’s thoughts turned, immediately understanding, and he raised his voice:

"Inspector Yang, you can’t say that. We who come to the checkpoint to serve do so with our lives on the line. It’s heartbreaking when a brother is sacrificed, but what we must do more is handle the follow-up properly, ensuring that his family is well taken care of and preventing them from suffering both loss and neglect."

"Yes! I promise everyone, I will personally oversee the matters of compensation, not allowing a single cent to be missed or lacking."

"I will personally offer an equivalent amount of resources as compensation, ensuring that the blood of our sacrificed brother is not shed in vain!"

Seeing Cheng Ye cooperating with him so well, a trace of gratitude flashed in Yang Xingwen’s eyes.

As his words fell, cheers erupted around them.

At this moment, Song Hai emerged from the isolation passage, glanced at the lively scene here, shook his head lightly but didn’t join the excitement.

He could only sigh inwardly at how the means of the younger generation of inspectors were becoming more adept.

Back when his group first entered the profession, they only knew hard work and didn’t understand these ways of winning people over.

It was only after gradually crawling through the factional struggles and experiencing the advantages of solidarity that they slowly learned to understand human nature.

After an exchange, 500 kilograms of dried salted fish were taken away by Yang Xingwen in exchange for a whole ox.

So much meat, it couldn’t all be eaten.

Cheng Ye immediately had Bao cut off two thick ox legs, one to give an extra meal to the guards and staff in Zone C, and the other to be sent to Zone B.

With the unpredictable and mysterious Void Mist, the risk during the upcoming duty period is bound to be much higher than usual.

To unite everyone towards a common goal, the simplest and most direct method is to use resources to win hearts.

Sure enough, cheers erupted immediately from Zone C, and Dong Xing could only shake his head enviously.

So much so that when Cheng Ye left and later looked through the duty manual, seeing that it recorded contraband valued at 7,000 points, his heart was barely stirred.

He could only shake his head and sigh, sometimes the gap between people is larger than that between humans and dogs.

When the Yaksha Bull was brought to Zone B, Wang Kang quickly rushed to swipe open the isolation door, followed by two observers.

"Hello Inspector Cheng, I’m Gourd, and this is Military Saber."

The older observer took the initiative to introduce, the two still paired as one older, one younger.

Gourd is responsible for paperwork while Military Saber focuses on combat.

Cheng Ye stared at the two for a few moments, quickly confirming that Wang Kang’s wound from yesterday had nothing to do with them; the heartfelt respect for the inspector is something that can’t be faked.

"Kang, you go on duty first, I’ll be there later."

"Alright." Wang Kang responded and left.

No caravans were coming to Zone C for inspection for the time being, so everyone was idle, and the two and a half tons of dried salted fish were quickly transferred to Zone B with the staff’s help in moving them.

Cheng Ye took out his Defense Communication and called Long, and upon hearing about needing help moving things, Long agreed without hesitation.

"Hmm... then go find Old Zhang on this bus line, and have him wait for me at the checkpoint with the bus."

"Alright."

By five o’clock in the afternoon, the rain had finally dwindled to a light drizzle.

However, the fog surrounding Happiness City hadn’t cleared, ultimately maintaining at a 700-meter range after some changes.

It wasn’t a particularly heavy fog, but like a persistent threat, one couldn’t ignore the danger it posed.

Once everything was arranged, Cheng Ye sat on the steps in front of the isolation cabin, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

To be honest, even during breaks he wasn’t idle; while on duty, he was busier than ever.

But the results were indeed gratifying!

There was beef and dried fish—who would have dared to dream of such fortune while on duty before?

Yet within just one day, all that should have been had already come.

Before the longing for food was cut off, just thinking about being able to scald a few pounds of beef after duty and drink some wine to unwind brought a smile that narrowed Cheng Ye’s eyes with joy.

Moreover, these dried fish were extremely easy to store; even if the scale of Tide Level outbreaks this winter was significant, even needing to hide away for a time would not bring much worry about food shortages!

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