Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 62: Starfish Antidote Powder A-level Survival Warning!


The moon sets and the sun rises.

Morning light pierces through the window.

Cheng Ye turns off the Defense Communication alarm clock and groggily lifts himself up.

The trauma medicine given by Master Tian proves to be miraculous; after a night of absorption, most of the stabbing pain in his leg has subsided.

The bruising caused by capillary rupture is also starting to turn slightly red as the medicine repairs it.

"A job where you get up at seven, start work at eight, and get off at four in the afternoon."

"In modern times, wouldn't people be fighting over such a job?"

Heading to the bathroom, Cheng Ye pours water from a kettle to wash his face, glancing at his increasingly robust upper body in the mirror, a smile tugging at his lips.

Though the inspector job is full of danger, it's also brimming with excitement and the unknown.

If done well, a day's income can make one rich overnight.

But even a slight mistake can cost one's life in an instant.

Overall, however, he has thoroughly fallen in love with this job and is unwilling to return to his previous life.

"Today's another sunny day. Hopefully, it'll last a few more days..."

Cheng Ye wipes the droplets off his face and glances at the weather outside the window before returning to his room, casually flipping through his Defense Communication device.

Recent days have been filled with duty and interrogation, alongside coping with injuries and preparing for the imminent infection surge.

Under the accumulated pressure, he was already physically and mentally exhausted.

After purchasing some equipment last night, he was as tired as a puddle of mud, collapsing into bed around nine and sleeping without a care in the world.

Now the screen lights up, displaying four missed calls and three messages.

Luo Xiaoxue called once, Miao Yang called twice, and surprisingly, there was one missed call from Qin Feng.

He turns to the messages.

Luo Xiaoxue's message is as straightforward and concise as always.

"Call back when you wake up." Between the lines, she seems much more at ease with him, no longer as worried as before.

Miao Yang's two messages, however, exude evident anxiety. The first asks how his recovery is going, and the second says if Cheng Ye finds it inconvenient to move, he can come help care for him for a while, his tone cautious and caring.

As for Qin Feng, his message is the most succinct and blunt, just three words: "Check salary."

"Director Miao is a good person, just a bit too proud, not suited for mixing within the wasteland system."

Cheng Ye couldn't help but smile.

Miao Yang might appear lofty, but in essence, he's as warm-hearted as Liu Bi, just lacking subtlety.

"This next target can be Director Miao."

"Might as well seize the opportunity to patch up weaknesses in combat skills, boosting his strength significantly."

Opening the panel, the 65% progress bar glows with pleasing light against the blue background.

The benefits from the budding Dragon Power are increasingly diminishing, and for his next skill, Cheng Ye set his sights on combat skills.

Of course, the best choice is to continue searching for the Level 2 Skill.

But the 100% compatibility trigger condition is far too stringent, requiring perfect timing, location, and harmony, needing luck like last time with Dai Zun to succeed.

"Still need to advance in rank quickly, that way 50% compatibility can access Level 2."

Closing the panel, Cheng Ye switches to the salary section.

[New Era, July 1st, Year 35 05.00, regular salary transfer of '71' Contribution Points]

[Balance: 77 points]

[Note: Unknown infection source successfully verified, named: Armored Vine, rating: Special (extra reward: E-level Contribution Right *1)]

"Huh?"

"The infection source is rated as special?"

Cheng Ye starts with a jolt, repeatedly confirming the information on the screen before daring to believe he hadn't misread.

Being rewarded 60 points for the Rotting Vine isn't surprising, given that it was an unknown infected body with some special abilities.

But "Contribution Right" in the checkpoint's reward system is undoubtedly the most precious tier of reward.

The rewards range seven levels from the highest S to the lowest F level.

Yesterday afternoon, when he went to buy equipment, he was planning to see the prices of other good items, only to find that only a few common household appliances could be bought with Contribution Points directly.

Items like batteries, generators, powerful weapons, and equipment required permissions to unlock.

For instance, now if he goes to the store and verifies his permissions, he can see what E-level items can be purchased.

Of course, the permissions have limited uses.

Cheng Ye opens the details to find that the E-level permission from the Rotting Vine task reward only grants one opportunity, meaning he can choose and purchase one E-level permission item.

"Wow, the Rotting Vine... so precious?"

"Thankfully, I didn't buy the gun on credit yesterday, only protective suits and a containment canister. Now, I can certainly buy a high-power long gun!"

Cheng Ye smacks his lips in excitement, then, thinking of the Rotting Vine's formidable performance, immediately feels at ease.

This kind of ferocious infected body, although not as threatening as the Stand-In Starfish, could easily claim dozens of lives if it rampaged through a crowd.

The fact that he was able to detect it in advance justifies an E-level permission reward both logically and emotionally.

As for what the research institute can learn from the Rotting Vine, that's not his concern.

On the front line against infected bodies, they're all comrades!

With Happiness City's power strengthened, it benefits both ordinary residents and inspectors alike.

"Hey, Sister Luo, I was too tired last night and went straight to sleep."

"Don't worry, I've already strengthened things on my end, it's almost like home, absolutely no problem."

Politely refusing Luo Xiaoxue's suggestion to seek refuge, Cheng Ye hangs up the phone and dials Miao Yang's number.

"Director Miao, it's me, Cheng Ye."

"I'll come find you after getting off work at four. Don't worry, my leg's healing fast, it's not as serious as you think."

"Alright, we're set then."

Setting up an evening training session with Miao Yang, Cheng Ye thumbs through his contact list, his mood suddenly uplifted.

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