Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 284 - 125: Infrastructure Meeting, Power Speaks! (Part 4)

Chapter 284: Chapter 125: Infrastructure Meeting, Power Speaks! (Part 4)

Bang.

Another hard collision, and the two slid back several meters.

"Fool who only knows how to solve problems with fists, go to hell."

"Idiot whose brains have been ruined by technology, get lost!"

The two roared as they charged toward each other again.

But before the words were finished, under the eyes of everyone, the ground outside the meeting venue suddenly cracked open two human-shaped trenches, just enough to cover the shadows of the two.

Thud!

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, like an invisible giant hand slapping the ground hard.

The two had no power to resist and were pressed to the ground in a spread-eagle shape, their foreheads touching the cold, cement floor, unable even to lift their heads in defiance.

An indifferent voice came from nowhere, yet it clearly pierced into everyone’s ears:

"Stop."

It was... Yuan Gang!

Everyone turned towards the voice, and saw Yuan Gang, dressed like a teacher, descending from the sky, as if unaffected by gravity, floating lightly in the air.

There was no energy flow, no unusual glow, not even the hem of his clothes moved vigorously, like a leaf that might fall to the ground at any time.

But Hou Rui and Carl on the ground were crushed by the invisible pressure, their bones creaking audibly.

They could only lie there in humiliation, their eyes glued to each other with the corners of their eyes, unable even to move a finger.

Yuan Gang slowly landed on the ground, his cloth shoes stepping into the water without splashing a drop.

His gaze swept across the two of them, "Any more problems?"

Hou Rui gritted his teeth, squeezing out a grunt from his throat, while Carl turned his head, clenching his fists tightly.

But eventually, both shook their heads.

The invisible pressure vanished instantly.

The two got up awkwardly and, under Yuan Gang’s indifferent gaze, no one spoke again, lowering their heads as they walked back towards the main entrance of the venue.

Soon, the conference room doors were pushed open.

Yuan Gang walked in the middle, with Hou Rui and Carl following on either side, like two children who had done something wrong.

The crowd, who had been peeking through the holes and windows to watch the commotion, quickly sat back in their seats, their spines straight, their faces serious, as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Gang sat down in the empty seat next to the main seat, not looking at anyone, only saying calmly, "Continue the meeting."

No one dared to respond.

Including Lanni and Zhao Kai, who at this time, like obedient chickens, even managed a slight smile when seeing each other.

"Continue discussing... building structures."

Hou Rui took a deep breath, his voice carrying a hint of stiffness, saying word by word, "Three proposals have been put forward; everyone... let’s vote."

"Proposal A, traditional brick-concrete structure, those in favor, please raise your hands!"

The venue was silent, no one raised a hand.

"Proposal B..."

Still, no one raised a hand.

If they raised their hands for a rejected proposal, and Hou Rui assigned the mess to them, it would be troublesome.

"What about Proposal C?"

The situation remained the same, even Lanni, who proposed it, didn’t dare to take responsibility.

Because Zhao Kai wasn’t wrong, the difficulty of constructing the arched roofs was indeed high; it would be challenging to train a team of skilled craftsmen with the current capabilities of Happiness City!

And this isn’t child’s play; it’s about the livelihood of 500,000 to a million people.

If something goes wrong, they’re not Extraordinary ones; they can’t fly out of here and survive one bit.

"Can’t even determine the house styles?"

Yuan Gang suddenly spoke, looking at Hou Rui, "At the start of the Buffer Zone, weren’t there many people, building from nothing?"

"Yes..." Hou Rui was taken aback, subconsciously wanting to answer, his eyes involuntarily drifting towards Ding Yishan.

"Ding Yishan, you say it." Yuan Gang’s gaze shifted over.

In an instant, everyone’s eyes were all focused, filled with complexity.

In their view, Ding Yishan should regret coming here; he could have hidden at the checkpoint, waiting to appear at the afternoon’s full meeting, but he decided to join this construction meeting’s chaos.

Now, with Yuan Gang personally calling out, and without Liu Kun next to him to mediate, one wrong word, and he might invoke the Deputy City Lord’s wrath and find himself in deep trouble.

But no one expected that Ding Yishan not only showed no sign of nervousness but slowly nurtured a smile, a smile they hadn’t seen here for a long time.

"The Buffer Zone was built brick by brick by Cheng Wu, with Station Chief Cheng leading by example."

His voice wasn’t loud, but it was clear throughout the entire conference room, "Back then, there were no machines, no blueprints, not even enough tools and materials. Most of the inherited old buildings were already dilapidated. Station Chief Cheng led the residents to press soil with stone rollers for foundations, mix straw ash with yellow mud for cement to build and repair, and collect materials from urban ruins. Even if the shantytown now looks terribly dilapidated, and the underground network needs periodic maintenance, the main structures are still in use."

Cheng Wu...

Someone in the venue couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Just as Cheng Long’s name is a taboo within the checkpoint, the name Cheng Wu is taboo in the Inner City.

No one ever dared to mention it because Cheng Wu’s departure brought enormous trouble to Happiness City.

It took several Extraordinary ones to clean up the mess afterward.

Yuan Gang’s expression didn’t change, nodding slightly, "Previously, Cheng Wu led people to build it, now you’re the Station Chief, so tell us, which style should be chosen?"

"I don’t know." Ding Yishan answered bluntly.

"You don’t know?"

Yuan Gang repeated, his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, seemingly dissatisfied with this answer.

But soon, as Ding Yishan spoke again, his expression changed slightly.

"Yes, I don’t know who can take responsibility for the plan."

Ding Yishan slowly stood up, his cold gaze falling on Hou Rui, "Section Chief Hou, if you choose Proposal B, can your Industrial Bureau be responsible?"

Hou Rui was stunned silent, his composure unbroken.

Responsible?

The shortages in light steel frame materials, maintenance, winter cold resistance modifications, materials expenditures... any problem could cause major issues for the entire Industrial Bureau’s operations, how could he dare to agree?

Ding Yishan didn’t look at him anymore, turning instead to Lanni and Zhao Kai, his voice devoid of warmth, "Minister Lan, Minister Zhao, if you choose Proposal C, can your Public Works and Human Resources Bureau be responsible?"

Both simultaneously lowered their heads, as if they didn’t hear.

The training of craftsmen, the supply of bricks, delays in construction... any one detail could flay them alive. At this moment, no one dared to take on the hot potato.

Ding Yishan slowly sat down, the chair issuing a muffled groan.

He looked up at Yuan Gang in the main seat, his tone holding a near-mocking tranquility, "Deputy City Lord, since no one from start to finish intends to take responsibility, what’s the point in discussing plans here?"

"Is it for peace of mind, or... it doesn’t matter even if all the migrants outside die?"

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