Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 270 - 121: War Supplies and Swelling Power!

Chapter 270: Chapter 121: War Supplies and Swelling Power!

"Good morning, Inspector Cheng!"

A familiar guard saw him coming and explained with a smile, "These are all combat-grade Nutrient Pastes. The Station Chief gave the order last night to stockpile enough for all three checkpoints."

He pointed at bags of different colors, "The yellow bag can quickly replenish physical strength and takes effect immediately when consumed, the blue bag replenishes energy and is useful after extended periods outside, the black bag is the strongest, enhancing physical performance over a short time, but its vigorous effect could have side effects after consumption."

"Is there such a thing?"

Cheng Ye raised his eyebrow, picked up a yellow bag of Nutrient Paste, and weighed it in his hand.

The bag was much thicker than the normal Nutrient Paste, feeling hard to the touch like a well-sealed compressed biscuit.

He shook the bag, and the paste inside barely shifted, indicating a high concentration.

"Can I try a bag to taste it?"

"You can drink as much as you want!" The guard smiled even more warmly, "From today onwards, each Inspector has a daily quota of 100 packs of these three kinds of Nutrient Paste. If you need it, just tell the station staff, and they’ll deliver it to your designated location."

Well, that’s impressive.

Provisions come before the troops move.

Cheng Ye’s heart stirred slightly, apparently, not all of the suggestions he made yesterday fell on deaf ears.

Is Ding Yishan really planning to take action with such a quick response?

As he tore open the yellow bag, a faint sweet fragrance immediately wafted out, and the paste inside was as thick as molten toffee, completely different from the watery consistency of normal Nutrient Paste.

While chewing, there was an osmanthus flower scent, sweet but not cloying, and drinking a whole bag didn’t irritate his throat.

A mere half-minute after swallowing, a gentle warmth spread from his stomach, and the chill of the morning breeze instantly vanished.

Nice, a good product!

Cheng Ye’s eyes lit up; what he needed most now was something that could quickly replenish physical strength.

It’s not just for duty; in case he finds some extraordinary skills during a search on Liu Kun, who knows how much energy it might consume.

Having this yellow bag Nutrient Paste is great, as it can significantly reduce dependence on regular Nutrient Paste.

"Is there anything else besides Nutrient Paste?"

"Yes!"

The guard immediately pulled out a printed list from a nearby box and handed it over, "Each Inspector can receive supplies according to this inventory; have a look."

Cheng Ye took it and flipped through it, stunned.

Just the first page lists fifty items, ranging from reinforced protective gloves, stab-proof boots, multi-functional helmets, to portable detectors, emergency light sticks, medical kits, even compressed biscuits, energy bars, sleeping bags, purification tablets, and so on.

As he finished the three pages, there were nearly 150 items, almost covering all the equipment needed for fieldwork.

"Is this... emptying out the checkpoint’s holdings?"

Cheng Ye couldn’t help but click his tongue.

The idea of using this for profit, letting Inspectors go out and gain some authority, did cross his mind.

But the thought was immediately suppressed.

Why?

Because his position is really awkward. A newly appointed Intern Inspector, able to spot the issues with migrant allocation and propose optimization solutions, is already quite remarkable.

But if he were to go further and concern himself with the big picture of the checkpoint, figuring out how to grab power and benefits for the entire department, it would be too peculiar.

These are considerations for someone at the level of the Station Chief, or at least for veteran Inspectors of the Fifth or Fourth Phase.

They are eager for promotion, eyeing the Station Chief’s position, naturally racking their brains to procure benefits for the checkpoint, to accumulate their own capital.

But as a mere intern, taking care of his role, staying out of trouble, and keeping Happiness City’s overall situation in mind, would suffice for an excellent appraisal.

Being too proactive might invite trouble instead.

But now, it seems Ding Yishan has clearly made a choice, seizing the opportunity with migrants to extend the checkpoint’s power externally.

It’s uncertain if the higher-ups in Happiness City would approve of his choice.

Once Inspectors get involved in allocations, gaining actual management power and leveraging the public opinion from migrants, the power could snowball chaotically.

It’s easy to grant, but taking it back might be difficult for the higher-ups.

"Inspector Cheng?" The guard next to him saw that he hadn’t moved for a while, staring blankly at the list, and proactively suggested, "If you’re unsure about what you need, I can have someone deliver one of each to your quarantine area at the minimum allocation. You can decide later if anything suits you."

"Alright, that’ll be helpful."

Cheng Ye snapped back to reality and nodded lightly.

If Inspectors are really getting involved in the allocations, these supplies might have to wait ten days to half a month until the migrants’ settlement is on track before they are truly useful.

For now, there’s no hurry.

He handed the list back to the guard and turned to walk toward the checkpoint’s office building.

However, after only a couple of steps, a direct gaze suddenly met his peripheral vision as he glanced in the direction of the Station Chief’s building.

On the fifth-floor corridor, a figure stood there quietly, their eyes fixed directly on him.

Cheng Ye instinctively looked up.

At the moment their eyes met, his smile barely perceptibly contracted.

Curious.

No one expected this face, deeply etched in the prior memories, to appear here, in such a setting.

And faced with his gaze, the owner of that face even nodded slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Hey, smiling!

Cheng Ye paused mid-step, his smile returning, even more pronounced than before.

If Ding Yishan was willing to show up, it clearly indicated complete approval of the knock-knock gesture he made last night.

Is he planning to test me face-to-face?

Cheng Ye felt a slight shift in his feelings, walking toward the office building unhurriedly, while his mind began to calculate furiously once more.

Normally, when facing an old fox like Ding Yishan, he would surely choose to withdraw and wait for Ding Yishan to make the first move.

But now it’s different.

If the checkpoint really intends to get involved in the migration wave, the conversation that follows could directly determine his position in this chaos!

Will he continue to be a peripheral Intern Inspector, or gain some authority beyond the intern level?

"Seizing the opportunity to test my ambitions?"

"The things you’ve exposed, however, are precisely revealing your ambitions upfront."

Walking to the inner side of the doorway, just out of sight from Ding Yishan’s line of sight, Cheng Ye’s smile faded, and a keen spark flashed in his eyes.

Admittedly, compared to the "straightforward" Harlem, he’s starting to prefer Ding Yishan.

Revealing his choices openly and bringing questions with answers, as long as you can realize this, it’s practically a giveaway question.

But it’s exactly this kind of giveaway question that proves more challenging, testing the responses that follow.

But honestly speaking, dealing with such a rule-abiding old fox indeed gives a thrilling sense of matching wits!

Moreover...

Having such a person as the Station Chief allows those below to truly showcase their abilities.

If Harlem were in charge, it would likely be a whole different scenario right now.

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