Chapter 3: Heart Fire Burning, Genetic Gap!
"This nutrient solution actually has no nutritional value. It's just a way to trick your stomach. If you drink it every day, you'll eventually become ill."
After taking the five coins, Uncle Dong shook his head, took out a small stool and sat opposite Cheng Ye.
"Your father left you a lot of money. Besides, you're an inspector now. Why would you bother to compete with me? Isn't that big meat restaurant next door so delicious?"
"Big Meat Canteen?"
Cheng Ye shuddered, and some bad memories suddenly flashed through his mind.
When he first came through, he was really fooled by the name at first, but when he saw the menu, he rushed out without hesitation for a second.
Darou is the nickname given to Xiaoqiang by the residents of Xingfu City.
A plate full of big meat sandwiched between candies, I heard it is very crispy and juicy when you bite it!
But Cheng Ye still decided that as long as his life was not in danger, he would eat as little of it as possible, or even not eat it at all.
If you want to supplement protein, nutrient paste is extracted from plant protein, and the absorption efficiency is lower, but there are still alternatives.
"I'm not used to it, this is better."
"That's true... After all, you grew up in the inner city, where the worst kind of meat is synthetic."
Uncle Dong raised the corners of his wrinkled eyes and looked at Cheng Ye chewing the candy with some emotion.
"When you first came out, you were desperate to die. I didn't expect you to adapt so quickly. In just two months, you've become a bit like your father."
"It's the environment that forces people to become like this. There's nothing I can do about it. My dad also pushed himself too hard back then."
Cheng Ye shrugged, pretending to be relaxed.
Ever since he came to this familiar world, he never forgot to disguise himself. Even when facing familiar people, he would not show his weak side.
After all, in this man-eating wasteland, no one knows whether the person next to them will attack them in the next second.
The two chatted casually.
The sun gradually set in the west, and when the last ray of sunset was swallowed by the horizon, the defense communication suddenly shook.
Liu Bi: See you at the usual place, there's a surprise.
"Big Brother B called me, Uncle Dong, I have to go first."
"Take care."
Pulling out the pendant and tying it around his neck, Cheng Ye quickly left, crossed two blocks to the main road, and took the only bus in the buffer zone.
This line connects the east and west ends and spans the entire buffer zone.
Because it is a tram, the bus also runs free of charge during the flood season, and the passenger flow is not small.
Get on the bus at the Electronics Factory Staff Residential Area Station and get off at the Training Ground Station.
Cheng Ye took a step forward and stood firmly on the ground.
The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the lights in the vegetable greenhouse-like training ground in the distance were already on.
Not far from the bus stop, a bearded man wearing a tactical vest and standing like an iron tower waved.
Cheng Ye couldn't help but smile.
If he had to ask who he could trust in Happiness City, it would only be the "Big Brother B" Liu Bi in front of him.
As Cheng Long's comrade-in-arms who shared life and death with him, during their last field mission, Cheng Long risked his life to send Liu Bi out, and also entrusted his only son to this rough man.
"I haven't even told you what surprises I have today, and you're already smiling so happily?"
The two met, and Liu Bi was a little puzzled.
"Did someone tell you in advance?"
"ah?"
"I don't know. I don't know what you're laughing at."
Liu Bi smacked his hands twice, fished out a small bag of blackened dried meat from his pocket, and waved it in front of Cheng Ye. "This is synthetic meat from the inner city. I know you can't eat raw meat, so I made it especially for you."
"Don't be polite with me. I don't want to go back and tell Old Cheng that his son died of starvation."
"Thanks, Brother B." Cheng Ye was not polite. If he could come back alive after his field work, he would have plenty of opportunities to repay this favor. If he was unlucky enough to die outside, the debt would be extinguished and it would be considered as Cheng Long's advance payment.
He took the jerky swiftly, pulled out a piece and put it in his mouth to chew carefully, and tasted a faint flavor of beef on the tip of his tongue.
Although synthetic meat has the word "meat" in its name, it is actually plant protein, but it is mixed with a little beef powder for seasoning.
The rich people in the inner city would never eat this, but in the buffer zone, it is a first-class delicacy.
"Also, you'll get a hundred free rounds of ammunition every day from today until your field mission."
"how?"
"Don't be surprised. It was Old Ding who approved it. Harlin's gang has been getting more and more arrogant lately. They've been openly accepting bribes from survivors before releasing them. Old Ding is furious. I'm afraid he's going to get serious on his next field mission. Maybe a lot of people will die."
When mentioning the struggle between the Eastern and Western factions, Liu Bi's face became somewhat solemn.
Except for the issue of protecting the interests of prosecutors, the two factions will unite, and the rest of the time they are basically fighting.
This is a situation that the top management of Xingfu City is happy to see. After all, the checkpoint still has some power. If there is only one voice left, it will inevitably be troublesome to manage.
It is good like this now. The Orientals headed by Ding Yishan and the Westerners headed by Harlin are fighting each other fiercely. Any casual words from the top leaders will be treated by the two as an imperial decree from the old times.
"If you raise the field service standards, won't I be in trouble?"
Cheng Ye's face turned pale.
Normal field missions are deadly enough, but if you raise the bar and get caught up in factional fighting...
"Don't worry, I'll protect you and make sure you die behind the others."
This promise sounded heartwarming, but it further reduced Cheng Ye's already limited sense of security.
So after entering the training ground, I quickly entered a state of highly concentrated learning.
Draw your gun, fire, shoot.
The one hundred rounds of bullets were quickly used up. Compared to some time ago, Cheng Ye could now shoot 10 rounds rapidly in the 25-meter target with a pistol, with bullet holes scattered about 15 centimeters in diameter, which is the level of 6-8 rings.
This result is definitely not bad in modern times, and he can be considered a skilled amateur shooter.
But in the wasteland, all he got was a "not bad" from Liu Bi.
"You're very smart, and your learning ability is actually much better than others. You can quickly imitate my posture and achieve 50% to 60% of my level. But shooting doesn't require extreme intelligence. On the contrary, being a little dumber is more likely to lead to success. For example, when it comes to the recoil, you always subconsciously predict it in advance and think you can calculate the trajectory..."
"But a fool like me..." Liu Bi suddenly pulled out his pistol and fired ten bullets. "The moment I pull the trigger all the way down, I'll just throw all my strength into the butt of the gun, pounding the recoil into the ground like a tamping stone."
Cheng Ye stared at the bullet holes on the target with his pupils shrinking slightly. The dispersion range of the ten bullets was no more than five centimeters, which was basically the level of all ten rings. In modern times, it would definitely be Olympic level.
But, I have clearly imitated his posture and shooting technique, why is there such a big difference?
"Do you know why Old Ding never assigns the big jobs to those smart guys in Harlin?"
Liu Bi suddenly lowered his voice, "Two months ago in the Old City, three young men were all killed by an acid-spewing tentacle monster. That monster didn't follow their experience and developed offensive methods at all."
He then ripped open his tactical vest, revealing hideous claw marks on his chest. "And this scar? I took it for your father. We all calculated that the infected wouldn't be able to hear gunshots, but that bastard just had sharp ears. Do you think the rules of this wasteland are for those who can write formulas?"
"What should I do?"
"Forget the technique, forget the brain, and use your muscles to remember the impact of the recoil. This is ten thousand times more useful than using your brain to remember the parabola."
It is easier said than done.
Cheng Ye nodded woodenly. He wasn't sure if he could learn Liu Bi's tricks in the future.
But he understood one thing: before completing the field mission, surviving and eliminating his fear of the wasteland, he would never give up his rationality and become a brainless reckless man.
Because all he can rely on is his brain.
"Shooting is over, next is close combat training."
The sound of hitting was heard, Cheng Ye attacked and Liu Bi defended.
With a rage in his heart, Cheng Ye punched and kicked madly, but unfortunately he couldn't even break the defense.
If he wasn't afraid of hurting his dignity, Cheng Ye suspected that Liu Bi could easily take on all the attacks with just one hand.
This damned reckless man, this damned wasteland!
Soon, Cheng Ye was out of breath and exhausted, and Liu Bi shouted to stop.
"There's progress. I can already feel your anger. That's right, let anger control your body in battle, not your useless rationality!"
"Treat me as your enemy, tear me apart, and kill me, only then can you ascend!"
Everything can be a rough theory.
Cheng Ye did not refute. In fact, he had long realized the genetic gap. Modern people and wasteland people had completely gone to two extremes in the development of genes.
The former is good at using his brain and dealing with people.
The latter is good at fighting and can communicate cordially with the infected.
For example, it only took him two months to master the art of interrogating survivors in the quarantine zone, while Liu Bi had been doing it for more than ten years and still couldn't be considered proficient.
If you want to make up for the genetic gap, you have to work hard!
"Today's training is over. Have a good rest tonight. I'll ask for leave for you for tomorrow's early shift."
Being able to take leave at will is also one of the characteristics of a stable job.
Liu Bi's home was in the fertilizer factory staff quarters further east. The two separated at the bus stop and took buses going in opposite directions.
The street scene outside the window began to recede rapidly, but Cheng Ye felt that the nameless fire in his chest was still burning, and it was getting stronger and stronger!
The feeling of powerlessness that two hands could not defeat one hand made him constantly fantasize about what to do if the infected body also had the same fighting power as Liu Bi?
Surrender?
No, I want to live, I want to go home, I can't die in obscurity in the wasteland!
Become stronger.
I want to become stronger!
I must become stronger!
Countless voices were shouting in Cheng Ye's heart, making him involuntarily tighten the pendant hanging around his neck.
After tonight, the Collector will be able to activate.
You useless piece of shit! Since you brought me to the wasteland, you should do something useful!
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