Free Web NovelChapter 615: Chapter 214: Return to Dabo, Miracle Indicator! (Part 2)
"Group Three, immediately deploy control measures upstream of White Water River and monitor changes in energy reactions in real-time!"
"Group Four, handle the source tracing of the pollution downstream of White Water River, and inspect for any overlooked infected bodies..."
Orders were issued one after another, and hundreds of people in the camp immediately sprang into action.
Unused instruments were swiftly relocated and set up at other monitoring points.
Due to the influence of the Immortal Objects, the underwater environment couldn’t be easily altered, as it might trigger a pollution wave or even cause the infection source in the caves to shift from dormancy to eruption.
But on land, the temporarily assigned Happiness Corps was fully mobilized, collaborating with the Blood Dragon Corps to conduct cyclical patrols, eliminating potential threats near Dapo Town, ensuring no unauthorized personnel or infected bodies could enter the town’s perimeter.
The Wilderness sky.
Elder Qian glanced lazily at Liu Kun, who still wore an expressionless face, and said, "Let’s go, old fellow. It’s time for us to return. Let’s agree that the funding for recovery this time should be counted on your side."
"Hmph, such a weak second state. It was too easy for him," Elder Zeng snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly blurred slightly.
The next second, as the light twisted, he completely vanished.
"Hmm, was it just a projection?"
Elder Qian was momentarily stunned, then smacked his lips, "I guess I really need to take some time to visit the research lab..."
He pondered, and his body gradually faded, taking Liu Kun alongside him, disappearing into the air.
The task of containing the Immortal Objects would take three to five days at the earliest, and at the slowest, could drag on for half a month.
Whether Cheng Ye could accomplish it didn’t really concern the two elders.
After all, the value of this Immortal Object had already been clarified, leaving only the matter of "how much cost to pay," rather than "whether it can be done."
Central Inspection Station, in the Station Chief’s office.
"Sir, we’ve just received word that Inspector Cheng has re-entered Dapo Town." Jiang Chuan knocked softly on the door, then entered respectfully after receiving a response, reporting.
Behind the desk, Ding Yishan remained expressionless, his fingers gently sliding over the documents, his gaze focused on his work, merely uttering a faint "hmm," as if responding to an unimportant matter.
The office fell into a brief silence, broken only by the faint rustling of turning pages.
After a moment, Ding Yishan finally raised his head, still speaking calmly, "Can Director Liu’s phone be reached?"
"Attempts have been made several times, but it’s always unreachable."
"What about the Police Department? Any news from there?"
"The Police Department just notified us that Deputy Director Zhang Zhi will temporarily handle the daily tasks, stating that Director Liu has received orders for a secret mission, and no specific content has been disclosed."
"Understood, you may go." Ding Yishan waved his hand, redirecting his attention to the documents.
Jiang Chuan responded and quietly shut the office door.
As the door closed, the composure and indifference on Ding Yishan’s face suddenly disappeared, replaced by an uncontrollable rage, turning the air around him noticeably colder.
He was overwhelmed by a series of images flashing through his mind, eventually calming down.
After Liu Kun left the inspection station, perhaps influenced by his principles or unconstrained by the usual politics, he became increasingly straightforward, growing increasingly simple in his understanding of social dynamics, even to the point of stubbornness.
Did he believe that he could simply refuse if he didn’t want to do something?
Did he think that by honing his skills, he could singlehandedly uphold so-called "rules"?
Watching the vagrants being inspected outside the window and the Inspectors on duty, a flicker of reminiscence crossed Ding Yishan’s eyes, quickly replaced by complex emotions.
After a moment, he took a deep breath, gradually unclenching his tightly held fists, forcing his turbulent emotions back inside.
He rubbed his temples, whispering so softly it was like a breeze, "Station Chief Cheng, your judgments back then weren’t wrong even today..."
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The heavy truck wheels rolled over the already shattered ground of Dapo Town, leaving two clear tracks on the uneven road.
Some concrete blocks, barely passable for pedestrians, were directly crushed and shattered by the wheels, scattering debris that bounced and fell.
After just less than a hundred meters of driving, Cheng Ye reluctantly stepped on the brakes, pulling the handbrake.
He couldn’t go any further; proceeding would not only block the only main road of Dapo Town but would also disturb the already complex terrain, possibly blocking retreat routes if danger arose.
He opened the door, smoothly jumped out of the vehicle, and waved to the two people at the granary entrance in the distance.
Luokuke and Wang Kang finally realized, hurriedly running towards the truck.
Especially Luokuke, who usually maintained the composure of a Third-stage Inspector, now appeared somewhat disheveled, his steps a bit unsteady.
Witnessing this reaction, Cheng Ye couldn’t help but sigh.
In the power dynamics of the Happiness City Inspection Station, Luokuke was an old hand at maneuvering through the complex interactions, but in the Wilderness, everyone’s identity seemed to be reset to zero, bringing them all back to the same starting line.
Whether it was an Inspector, vagrant, the lord of a particular settlement, or an official from a Shelter City, in the face of unknown infection sources and impending disasters, identities lost their significance.
