Chapter 93: Deal with the sick dog and step onto the stage!
Wang Kang is gone.
Cheng Ye could see that this little brother left behind by his predecessor was not comforted by his words, but seemed even more frightened.
There are probably two reasons.
Firstly, he was still just a trainee inspector, but he said he would take care of the other party. To Wang Kang, this might sound too unreliable.
Secondly, when Wang Kang saw him take off his short-sleeved shirt and the purple bruises and blood scabs all over his body were exposed, he was so frightened that his face turned pale and he felt like he was going to cry in the next second.
Well, it's really that exaggerated.
Wang Kang's father is called Wang Cheng. According to Luo Xiaoxue, he is one of Jackie Chan's loyal fans.
When they first started the operation, Cheng Long had no intention of bringing Wang Cheng with him, but Wang Cheng insisted on going with him.
Moreover, these people who followed Cheng Long seemed to have a strange thing in common: they cared very little about the bloodline of their descendants. Not to mention training them, they were even unwilling to shoulder the responsibilities they should bear.
Wang Kang is not much different from his predecessor. He can only see Wang Cheng once every three to five years after he is born.
Moreover, as soon as they met, Wang Cheng frantically instilled in him the theory that it was very dangerous outside, that going out would lead to death, and that the only way to survive was to stay quietly in the inner city.
Over time, after hearing so much, Wang Kang's courage became smaller and smaller, and he was filled with an instinctive fear of the outside world.
What’s even more coincidental is that when the predecessor and Wang Kang get together, they always like to scare each other.
You talked about how ferocious the infected bodies outside the city were, and I talked about how terrible the work at the checkpoint was. It was always the same argument that "it's too dangerous outside."
As a result of this, the predecessor had the dark history of being almost scared to the point of incontinence before leaving the city.
"There's no way. I can't tell him that I can become extraordinary for five minutes and crush everything."
"Furthermore, my current stats alone are enough to crush ordinary first- and second-term prosecutors."
Cheng Ye took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom of the ward, took a comfortable shower, and rubbed off all the dirt on his body.
It’s no wonder that Wang Kang was frightened. In the bathroom of the tube building, he just hastily cleaned up the black blood that seeped out after the wild grass’s body was activated.
There were some places on the back that could not be rubbed, which were covered with thick blood scabs, sticking hard to the skin. They looked like hideous cracks, which was really scary.
After taking a shower, Cheng Ye looked down and saw that the sewer outlet was almost completely blocked by blood scabs and dirt that had been rubbed off.
He kept the shower running for a while, until he was sure that the water was draining smoothly and no traces were left. Then he turned off the water, grabbed a towel, wiped his wet hair, and walked out of the bathroom.
“It feels great!”
"If I ever get the chance to renovate the tube-shaped building, I'll definitely build a shower room there!"
There's a world of difference between splashing water on yourself and rinsing yourself with a shower.
In particular, the water in the clinic is kept at a constant temperature. The warm water wraps around the body, making people feel calm.
The night outside the window deepened, and the light from the top floor of the clinic poured in through the glass, casting a soft halo on the floor.
Perhaps it is the stability of peacetime that makes people forget how tiring life is when they are insecure all the time.
Cheng Ye leaned against the head of the bed, listening to the faint evening breeze coming from afar. For the first time, he felt that this moment of peace and tranquility in the wasteland was so cozy and comfortable.
Especially when he turned on the bedside lamp, took out a book and leaned against the bed, and there were sweet fruits on the bedside table, and he would pick one up and put it in his mouth from time to time.
"I can now somewhat understand the idealists' thinking. Only after truly enjoying something and realizing how hard it is to come by will one begin to protect and cherish it."
"It's precisely because ordinary residents have lost their sense of the benefits of Happy City that they migrate to other sanctuary cities after the infection wave ends."
"If the Inspector has to suffer from beginning to end and has to fight the infected in the most dangerous place, then why not leave this sanctuary city like these people and go to a larger sanctuary city?"
Thoughts flashed through Cheng Ye's mind. It must be said that he was very fond of idealists.
Unless this city of refuge is on the verge of collapse, he would not choose to leave for a goal like Cheng Wu and Cheng Long.
As for whether there will be any accidents in the process, let God decide.
The night grew darker.
Cheng Ye reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, and his breathing gradually became steady.
But strangely, the wild grass totem on his heart reappeared slightly and began to flicker with his breathing.
Those black and red blocks flashed, and faint totems appeared on the surface.
It lasted for more than two hours before gradually fading away.
bite.
At 6:55 in the morning, Cheng Ye opened his eyes as soon as the defense alarm clock vibrated.
In the past, my mind would be fuzzy for a while when I just woke up, but now I feel clearer than ever.
"This feeling"
Cheng Ye supported himself on the headboard and sat up, moving his neck. His joints made a slight crisp sound, but there was no feeling of stiffness at all.
Looking down at my upper body, I saw that the bruises that had faded yesterday had now turned light red.
When I clenched my fist, I could clearly feel that the strength seemed to be a little stronger than yesterday.
The strength of Wild Grass's physique obviously far exceeded his initial expectations.
The benefit is not just enhanced recovery ability. In addition to the drastic increase in physical values, even sleep efficiency is improved.
Even the efficiency of energy absorption seems to have undergone a qualitative change.
Now he has really become a weed. When the nutrient slurry is poured on him, he can continue to absorb it and become stronger.
"So powerful! The bonus from the wild grass physique is so obvious!"
At this moment, Cheng Ye could only be glad that his choice was right, and secretly make a note of it in his heart.
In future searches, be sure to focus on this type of physical enhancement first.
The bonus brought by physique is comprehensive and definitely more than just a simple literal bonus.
I threw off the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the window and opened it a crack. The early morning breeze blew in with a little coolness, and the outline of the South Checkpoint in the distance gradually became clear in the morning light.
It's a nice day today, and the sun is shining brightly early in the morning.
Many migrants have already set off. Thanks to their enhanced eyesight, they can see many black spots moving outside the happiness line from afar.
bite.
Just after seven o'clock, another reminder came from the defense communication.
Cheng Ye picked it up and took a look, feeling surprised and delighted.
[07:00, July 12, 35th Year of the New Era, normal salary transferred to '1087' contribution points]
Balance: 1095 points
[Note: Infection Tide Sarcoma Recovery Reward]
[07:00, July 12, 35th Year of the New Era, normal salary transferred to '500' contribution points]
Balance: 1595 points
[Note: Infection Tide Battle Merit Reward (Additional Reward: Happiness Third Class Merit *1)]
"1500 points?"
"There's also a third-class merit for happiness?!"
Cheng Ye widened his eyes, somewhat in disbelief.
On the night of the infection wave, the total number of kills in Zone B-7 should have been around four thousand, but he only killed around 100 at most, and the rest were killed by the three hundred people in the mall and those in the hotel.
In addition, when he was guarding Zhang Can's body, he did not participate in the subsequent battle on the pedestrian street.
The fact that a quarter of the sarcoma cases were allocated to these patients was probably due to the efforts of the idealists.
If the number of sarcomas exceeds a thousand, the Third Class Merit for Happiness will naturally be awarded.
This is good stuff!
He can purchase any controlled items sold in Happiness City, including the ones he wants most.
Vehicle!
Battery!
Power generation equipment!
"I just don't know how many third-level functions I need to buy. I think it should be no less than three, right?"
Cheng Ye couldn't help laughing.
Merits can not only be used to buy things, but are also a symbol of honor, and one can enjoy many privileges in the buffer zone.
Of course, it may not be of much use to him as an inspector, but who would complain about having too much of these things?
“Today is a good day!”
Cheng Ye happily put down the defense communication, hummed a tuneless little song, turned around and prepared to wash up.
But just after taking two steps, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Wei Zhou?"
"It's me, Brother Cheng."
"Xiaokang?"
Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened the door. It was indeed Wang Kang standing at the door.
But compared with his spirit yesterday, he now has dark circles under his eyes and looks extremely listless. His face is full of unconcealable fatigue, and there is a strong struggle in his eyes, as if he had not slept all night.
"Did you not sleep last night?"
Wang Kang lowered his head and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I have been waiting outside your door since twelve o'clock, Brother Cheng."
"ah?"
Cheng Ye was completely stunned.
This child actually stood at the door for seven hours?
"I've figured it out, Brother Cheng. If you're not afraid of the dangers at the checkpoint, then neither should I!"
Wang Kang gritted his teeth and said, "I want to learn from you. I can't die like my dad did, without knowing why."
"Well"
Cheng Ye was stunned.
He did not comfort Wang Kang yesterday, thinking that there were still a few days left and he could slowly train him.
Unexpectedly, after just one night, no, four hours yesterday, this guy figured it out.
"Have you really figured it out?"
"Really? Brother Cheng, you were obviously more scared than me before you came out, but now you're so brave. I definitely can't be any worse than you!"
Wang Kang nodded solemnly, as if it was a serious matter.
Good job.
Your idea is a bit dangerous.
And you're comparing yourself with Prosecutor Cheng?
Cheng Ye looked him up and down, couldn't help laughing, and stepped aside to let Wang Kang in.
But just as he was about to speak, a sinister voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, "Prosecutor Cheng, how long has it been since you've brought in a new person?"
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows and turned to look.
Garcia was seen staggering towards him, his eyes scanning Wang Kang as if he was looking at something strange.
"Oh? He's Prosecutor Wang Cheng's son."
He paused, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly grinned, "It seems that Station Master Ding is planning to train you?"
After saying that, he slapped his head and said, "Strange, I remember Prosecutor Wang Cheng died on a mission with your father Cheng Long, right?"
What a smart guy.
Yesterday, when he was unsure whether the Western faction would win him over, he pretended to be harmless.
Now he has probably received the news and realized that Ding Yishan was deliberately testing him and would not join the Western camp, so he started to show his true colors?
"Brother Cheng, who is he?"
Wang Kang stuck his head out and met Garcia's staring eyes, and immediately shrank his neck in fear.
This reaction made Garcia smile with satisfaction.
However, the smile on Cheng Ye's face instantly disappeared, his eyes turned cold, and he said lightly:
"Just a sick dog."
"Sick dog?"
Wang Kang blinked his eyes and repeated it with a confused look.
Garcia's face flushed red, as if he had not expected him to have such a bad temper. He froze in place for a moment, not knowing how to respond.
Take action?
Although both of them are patients, Cheng Ye is now tall and strong, and his injuries are obviously much lighter than his. It is obviously not a wise choice to attack without being sure of the other party's strength.
"Hey, is there anyone named Sick Dog?"
Seeing Garcia standing there without any reaction, Wang Kang moved forward curiously and looked up at him, "Sick dog, what did you just say? What happened to my father?"
The cry of "sick dog" was crisp and clear, and was particularly distinct in the quiet corridor.
Garcia's face turned pale and blue, his fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound, but he didn't dare to attack.
"Hey, Garcia, give me another fist pump."
Cheng Ye turned around completely, took a step forward, and looked down with indifferent eyes.
The murderous aura that had been accumulating since he killed Zhang Can suddenly erupted without reservation, frightening Garcia so much that he took two steps back, stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.
He didn't stop, but took another step forward and grabbed Garcia's collar. "Come on, tell me now, what did you say just now?"
A huge force came, and Garcia's face changed again, but he forced a smile:
"Prosecutor Cheng, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I was so mean. I apologize to you and to Prosecutor Wang's son."
These words were spoken quickly and urgently, in a very humble manner, as if he was really scared.
Cheng Ye stared at him for two seconds, his eyes glancing at the staff standing at the end of the corridor.
"roll."
With a light push, Garcia took four or five steps back and fell to the ground with a thud.
But he didn't care at all, and even maintained that smile, as if he had fallen accidentally.
This smiling tiger.
In just a moment, Cheng Ye's mind raced, and he understood why Garcia came over here to talk dirty on purpose.
Do they want to use this wave of conflict to return to the Western people's vision?
Or does he want to use this opportunity to force the Westerner to abdicate, letting him know that he has accepted Ding Yishan's test and thus give up the idea of winning him over?
I'm afraid it's all of them. At least they don't just come here to talk dirty.
The door slammed shut, completely isolating Garcia's disgusting face from outside.
Cheng Ye took a deep breath and suppressed the rage surging in his heart.
He has killed people and fought against fusion bodies, but now he is no longer the same person who exchanged with Garcia.
Just for a moment, the idea of strangling Garcia to death flashed through his mind, but fortunately, this impulse only appeared for a moment and then disappeared immediately.
Using fists to solve problems is not the right way in the current environment.
A martial arts fanatic like Liu Bi can do it, firstly because Garcia mocked him first, and secondly because there are very few people in the Western camp who can beat him.
But now, Cheng Ye knew that if he took action, the third and fourth term prosecutors of the Westerners would soon come and "uphold justice" just like Liu Bi did before.
Without revealing his trump cards and relying solely on his hard power, he is still far from being a match for those veteran prosecutors.
Furthermore, there are iron laws within the checkpoint.
Prosecutors can fight with each other and solve some problems with fists, but the premise is that no one must be killed.
This is a dead rule.
If he dared to kill Garcia, even if Ding Yishan was willing to protect him at his death, the top management of Xingfu City would not be blind.
"Brother Cheng, that person just now..."
"Don't worry about it. This sick dog was beaten by... well, by our Dongren inspector before. Now he wants to bite Dongren whenever he sees them. But you're smart enough not to get hurt and even knew to disgust him a bit."
Cheng Ye forced a smile, sat down in the living room, and poured two glasses of water.
"Don't you understand me? I'm not stupid. How could I let him sow discord between us? My dad is my dad, I am me, and I am willing to be with you. It's my own choice!"
Wang Kang grinned, then added a note of worry, "But he seems to be a veteran prosecutor. If we offend him like this, will he retaliate against us while we're on duty?"
"He doesn't dare"
Cheng Ye said this subconsciously, then changed his words, "If he dares, I will crush him to death."
"Well"
Wang Kang paused, his eyes flickering, as if he could not match the Cheng Ye in front of him with the Cheng Ye in his memory.
"This is the rule of survival out there in this wasteland. You have to protect yourself with your fists. This isn't a world where we can just sing a song on the street or recite a few old-fashioned prose and people will come to cheer and reward us!"
Cheng Ye paused and continued, "Your weakness and fear will only make people think you're easy to bully. Well, this applies not only to people, but also to infected bodies. You need courage to shoot back!"
"Brother Cheng," Wang Kang suddenly asked in a low voice, "You learned all this in just three months?"
“This isn’t learned; it’s unearthed.”
At this moment, Liu Bi’s previous teachings suddenly flashed through Cheng Ye’s mind.
At that time, he could not understand the meaning of these words at all.
But now, these words have become his instinct, and he has to give them to Wang Kang exactly as they are.
“Find your own anger.”
"Let anger control your body in battle, not your useless reason!"
Medical staff were arranged to open the empty room next door so that Wang Kang could sleep there.
Cheng Ye returned to the room, thought for a while, and immediately understood the deep meaning of Ding Yishan's arrangement of Wang Kang.
Old fox.
I'm afraid it's not just a test of his ability to lead new people, but also a message to Westerners.
I, the station chief of the checkpoint, Ding Yishan, have another idea to activate the Cheng family!
As expected, the conflict between him and Garcia has now been placed on the desks of Ding Yishan and Harlem, and even on the desks of many people.
If nothing unexpected happens, after he makes it clear that he will not get close to Westerners, Ding Yishan will definitely take advantage of the situation and start to take action.
This is the difference between Easterners and Westerners: one approaches the test slowly and implicitly, while the other is direct but unwilling to place any bets.
But when the time comes to detonate, this implicitness is more explosive and decisive than the latter!
Twelve o'clock passed quietly.
Wei Zhou had just given him the second set of medicine for the day when he heard hurried footsteps in the corridor.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door, and the person who came was none other than the old scoundrel Li Matai.
"Cheng Ye, Prosecutor Cheng, you are so impressive!"
Li Matthew was holding a red box, the contents of which were unknown. He placed it on the table and said, "Stationmaster Ding just held a meeting and announced that after this wave of infection has passed, the checkpoint must focus on training new personnel, especially those as outstanding as you. My God, you're amazing! You can even take down a high-level fusion!"
"You have no idea how shocked we old hands at the conference were after watching the video. This skill and courage are no worse than your father Cheng Long's back then. No, no, it's even better!"
These words were said beautifully, but Cheng Ye's heart skipped a beat.
The two men exchanged glances, and Li Matthew calmly raised three fingers and pointed in the direction of the door. It was obvious that someone was listening at the door.
"Prosecutor Li is joking."
He immediately raised his voice, his tone appropriately humble, "I'm just a trainee inspector, and I'm just lucky. How can I be worthy of the inspection station's full training?"
As soon as the words fell.
Li Matthew quickly stepped forward, leaned close to his ear, lowered his voice, and spoke as fast as a machine gun: "Cheng Ye, you are in big trouble this time. If you can make it through this, you will be the leader of the younger generation. You will have access to all kinds of resources, especially field work. You can go wherever you want."
"You are also eligible to participate in discussions on the system within the checkpoint, including how inspections are carried out and how quarantines are conducted. Your status is no higher than that of the station chief, but your power is not much different."
"But if you can't make it, you know you'll die without a burial place!"
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