Chapter 94: The focus of everyone's attention, a test of ideas!
There were still people standing outside, so Li Matai didn't dare say anything more. He quickly took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket and stuffed it in:
"The list of inspectors is still in the buffer zone. I've sorted the items. Please take a look for yourself."
Unfold the corner of the paper.
Seeing the names of several Easterners hanging below the Western camp, Cheng Ye's expression froze slightly, and he calmly closed the paper.
"Thank you."
"What are you thanking me for?" Li Matthew grinned, but there was no smile in his eyes. "When you really become the stationmaster in the future, just don't forget the favor I did you today."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, his steps briskly as if he was afraid that staying another second would get him into trouble, without any hesitation.
Watching his back disappear from his sight, Cheng Ye stuffed the note into his trouser pocket and pondered silently.
The current version of the checkpoint is "Faction Standing".
The fifth-term inspectors at the top were fighting fiercely for the position of duty station chief. The people below could not intervene at all and could only stand by and worry.
However, Ding Yishan suddenly held a meeting to "train new people", which was equivalent to shifting the focus of the power struggle to him, the trainee prosecutor.
Leaving aside the fourth and fifth phases, the inspectors from the first and second phases will definitely not miss this opportunity.
Even if you just come here to make some friends, it's a sure-win business.
After all, if he really can survive, as Li Matthew said, his power is comparable to that of a duty station chief. If any resources are leaked at that time, they will be in big trouble.
But the problem is, the first person to jump out and rush to the center of the storm should not be Li Matthew.
Cheng Ye asked himself, his friendship with Li Matai was far from this level, and Cheng Long had no personal relationship with this "old bastard" during his lifetime.
Faction?
idea?
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows, already having the answer in his mind.
Li Matthew is obviously not a die-hard fan of the Western faction, and it is even less likely that he is Ding Yishan's confidant.
Otherwise, not to mention Harlem, the entire Western community would not be able to tolerate him.
"I didn't expect this old bastard to actually be half a beginner?"
Cheng Ye couldn't help but sigh and sat up straight.
The complete beginners believe that the residents in the buffer zone are as important as the defense line at the checkpoint. The two complement each other and neither can be abandoned.
But half of the beginners are different. Their only obsession is to guard the checkpoint as a barrier. They are not fighting for factions or power changes, but just want the people in the sanctuary city to live one more day.
Perhaps they never take the initiative to take sides, and may even deliberately act like they are just trying to get by.
But when the critical moment comes, they will always use their own way to help those "who can still do something".
"Does Li Matthew think that I'm the kind of person who can get things done?"
Following this line of thought, he suddenly remembered.
On the day they met, after he had checked on the four brothers, Li Matthew came over and started a conversation.
Before this, even though both of them had some free time at noon, they did not contact each other.
"He's a wonderful man."
Cheng Ye lowered his head and muttered to himself.
Someone else walked in at the door. He looked up and saw a familiar horse face.
"Uncle Zhou, hey, why are you here too?"
Zhou Changhai was holding a large transparent bag in his hand, which was bulging. What was inside was not supplements, but books.
There are yellowed old magazines and some handwritten thread-bound books on how to deal with infections.
Judging from the appearance, there were no less than thirty or fifty books. It was obvious that she had specifically asked about his preferences before coming.
"Cheng Ye, why didn't you tell Uncle Zhou that you were injured?"
Zhou Changhai put his schoolbag on the table, walked quickly to the bed, and took his hand. His voice was trembling, and his eyes were slightly red. "Don't you know that when the station chief informed us this morning, Uncle Zhou was almost scared. Your father passed away early, and we at the checkpoint have to take good care of you no matter what."
"This is the fault of Uncle Zhou and the other fifth-term inspectors. They failed to protect you newcomers. Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again!"
This was said loudly, and several first-term inspectors who rushed over from outside were immediately shocked.
It’s worthy of being the fifth issue, the level is really high.
If they were sitting inside and heard this, they would probably bow down immediately.
But unexpectedly, a louder noise came from inside.
Cheng Ye took Zhou Changhai's hand and said sincerely, "Uncle Zhou, that's not true. Since the day we became inspectors, we have all put the peace and tranquility of the buffer zone first in our hearts. When the infection wave comes, how can I hide behind the residents!"
Inside the ward, Zhou Changhai's expression froze for a moment, but then it deepened into a smile. He patted the back of Cheng Ye's hand vigorously and said, "Good! Good boy! That's right! As expected of a Cheng family member, you have the blood of our prosecutor in your bones!"
Just like the last confrontation.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Zhou Changhai turned and left after saying something about having a good rest.
But the moment he turned around, Cheng Ye saw that the smile in the corner of the horse-faced man's eyes disappeared immediately.
"Is this guy anxious to compete for the position of station chief?"
Cheng Ye was a little surprised.
The reason why Li Matthew was able to come first was because of their friendship and his identity as a gangster.
But Zhou Changhai is different. No matter what, he should be the last to appear and should not perform before other first- and second-phase inspectors.
The tone is so high that it is inevitable that people behind will curse in their hearts.
As expected, after Zhou Changhai left, the inspectors standing at the door did not come in, but hesitated for a while and then turned and left.
It was not until he had finished taking all three sets of medicine for the day that new footsteps were heard.
"Prosecutor Cheng, do you remember me? I'm Zhao Jia. We were born six years apart and went to the same school in the inner city!"
"Oh, Inspector Cheng, you're amazing! We in the first class would have to retreat immediately when we saw a high-level fusion, but you actually dared to take the initiative to face it. We really admire your courage!"
"Prosecutor Cheng, if you need any help in the future, just give me a call. I'll be there anytime you ask. Our younger generation of prosecutors needs a leader like you!"
“.”
Inspectors, whom Cheng Ye had never seen before and couldn't even remember their names, came in one after another.
While being polite and getting to know each other, each of them was holding a stack of books in their hands.
Maybe more than ten books, or twenty or thirty books.
The quantity was obviously intentionally controlled and did not exceed the pile brought by Zhou Changhai, but a lot of thought was obviously put into the selection of books.
Most of them are practical books on fighting infections, and only a few are magazines from old times, which are just extras.
What surprised Cheng Ye was that among so many books, there was no duplication at first glance.
“There are such benefits?!”
There was a hint of sincerity in Cheng Ye's smile.
Now we don’t have to actively collect it, and it’s like pie in the sky when these inspectors give it to us as a favor.
If he continues at this pace, it won’t be long before he can open a survival library.
"Thank you very much!"
After seeing off the last inspector of the first phase, Cheng Ye had just taken a breath when more than ten minutes later, the inspectors of the second phase arrived one after another.
Currently, there are 54 inspectors who are out on duty at the checkpoint and have not returned, while 96 remain at the station.
Excluding the 47 people on the Western side, there are a total of 49 people in the Eastern camp.
But according to the list given by Matthew Li, there were 55 people in the Western camp and only 41 people in the Eastern camp, and 8 of them "surrendered to the enemy."
With the current camp struggle going on, it was of course impossible for the Western prosecutors to come and visit him, but those Eastern prosecutors who had secretly joined the Western camp were not absent.
After a brief contact with this group of people, Cheng Ye finally understood why the Eastern camp was becoming increasingly weak.
Let’s not talk about the strength level for now. After all, they are both the first and second phases, and the level is almost the same.
It's enough to guard the checkpoint, but once you step into the wilderness, you may lose your life at any time.
But in terms of mental outlook, the prosecutors from the Eastern camp were indeed far inferior to those who voted for the Western camp.
The former are more like academics, most of whom come from the inner city to take over from their fathers.
I have not experienced any major disasters, nor have I developed the willpower to move forward courageously when facing difficulties.
He simply accepted the job of inspector, passed the assessment, and barely had the ability to perform his duties and save his life.
The latter are more practical, like Raul, who has never been in the inner city since he was a child. He grew up with his parents working in the checkpoints. He has long been familiar with the rules of the station and knows how to climb up and strive for the qualifications of the third and fourth phases.
If the environment is stable, the academic school can grow step by step, gradually making up for the experience gained by the practical school over the years. They can even go further on the path of prosecutors by relying on the complete education they received in the inner city and the systematically constructed thinking mode.
But in the current chaotic situation, with no leader, there is no extra time for the academic school to develop slowly.
"Indeed, if the Easterners could find someone who could unite all the prosecutors, the situation could be turned around."
Cheng Ye commented in his heart.
The "old guys" above are still there, and the new generation below just needs to develop safely.
If someone can stand up and either stop the signs of factional fighting or directly bring the fighting to themselves, others will be able to grow peacefully and overcome this crisis.
On the contrary, it will only make the new generation gradually lose their enterprising spirit as they stand in different camps, and their minds will be filled with only fighting for power and climbing up.
After the first and second phases are completed, the few inspectors of the third phase come on stage.
The gifts he brought were no longer mainland goods, but included many books related to the supernatural field.
This happens to be what Cheng Ye is most interested in, and it is also precious information that will never be circulated on the market.
At the same time, the favors Cheng Long left behind during his lifetime finally began to show their effect.
Anyone with the labels of "Third Phase" or "Easterner" will more or less receive favors from Cheng Long.
If he can gain a foothold and successfully take over this time, he will immediately gain the support of this group of people.
As for the fourth-term inspector of the Eastern camp, and the remaining three fifth-term inspectors.
Until the sun set, no one came.
Cheng Ye vaguely guessed that these people would probably have to wait until the next few days to show up in batches, and would not be as eager to show up as ordinary prosecutors.
After all, the fourth-term inspectors have long been the backbone of the checkpoint, and every move they make needs to be weighed.
"Wow, Brother Cheng, how come you have so many books here?"
Wang Kang woke up in a daze, and was startled to see his ward door open. He walked in.
A corner of the huge living room is already filled with all kinds of books, with no less than three hundred books at a glance.
There was a faint scent of ink floating in the air, mixed with the unique and stale smell of old books that had been accumulated over the years.
"Someone knew I liked reading, so they sent some to me to cheer me up."
Cheng Ye stood up and stretched his muscles.
After only one day of equipping the Wild Grass Physique, he felt that most of his injuries had healed.
It is estimated that it will take less than three to five days to fully recover.
"Come on, I'll take you to training as soon as you wake up. You'll be on duty in a few days, and your current level is totally inadequate."
training ground.
Cheng Ye sat quietly in the rest area, his eyes fixed on the figure of Miao Yang coaching Wang Kang.
Unlike Liu Bi's simple and rough teaching method, Miao Yang has been training new recruits for many years, so his teaching ability is naturally unquestionable.
But he also discovered that every once in a while, Miao Yang would sigh imperceptibly and shake his head slightly.
Obviously, Wang Kang's foundation is much worse than that of ordinary people.
"Prosecutor Wang, please punch me 500 times, making sure to use 50% force each time."
"Fifty percent strength?" Wang Kang was stunned for a moment, looking troubled. "But I don't know how to calculate fifty percent."
"Uh," Miao Yang paused, trying to explain it in a simple way, "It means that you feel like you've used some strength, but not to the point of full strength, about 50%."
"good!"
Wang Kang nodded, clenched his fists and started punching the target.
Boom.
Boom.
The dull sound of punches rang out in the training ground.
When it comes to diligence and hard work, Wang Kang is truly impeccable. He takes every punch very seriously, even if his movements are still a bit clumsy.
But the more this happened, the more Cheng Ye felt it was a pity.
Even though Ding Yishan had been kind enough in treating these "sinners" and had given everyone time to learn and a chance to fight for their lives, it was still not enough!
If Wang Kang were given a few years to study slowly and train solidly, perhaps he could really grow into an excellent prosecutor.
But now, having just passed the trainee assessment, he is being forced to take up a position and directly sent to work at a rapid checkpoint.
"But not everyone is like Cheng Long, who can be forced out."
Cheng Ye sighed in his heart.
Miao Yang walked over and sat next to him. "Prosecutor Cheng, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."
"Just tell me."
"Instead of bringing Prosecutor Wang here to learn the basics, why not take him to the prison to deal with two death row inmates, or to the isolation ward at your checkpoint and find two infected subjects to practice with?"
"You mean he doesn't have a murderous streak?"
"More than that." Miao Yang shook his head. "Murderous instinct is innate in human beings. It needs to be dug out from the bottom of our hearts. There is no such thing as whether it exists or not."
He paused, then spoke hesitantly, "I don't know how you developed that murderous instinct in yourself, but one thing is certain: Prosecutor Wang cannot be trained like an ordinary person."
"Why? Because he's kind?"
"Yes, you could say that." Miao Yang nodded. "His kindness outweighs his murderous nature. If he can't change this, if he can't recognize the evil in human nature, he'll never be able to undo that murderous nature, let alone become a qualified warrior."
Over the years, Wang Kang was the first person he had led out of the inner city.
Once in contact, you will naturally find the difference quickly.
"Do you recognize the evil in human nature?"
Cheng Ye was slightly stunned, and a scene flashed through his mind.
The boss was guarding the security door with two young men. It was indeed that moment that completely changed him.
No longer hold unfounded expectations for this wasteland world, and begin to truly explore the murderous nature.
But now, how should Wang Kang be discovered?
Cheng Ye suddenly realized that the question raised by Ding Yishan was indeed not as simple as he thought.
He can take up the responsibility in the inspection station and lead the younger generation of inspectors to grow.
It was completely different from leading 300 people from Tianyuan Community to clear the infection wave in Area B-7.
The 300 people in the community have already been trained in the Corps. After he takes over, he only needs to give orders and act as a leader who leads by example. The rest of the people will automatically follow his steps and burst out all their fighting power.
But inspectors like Wang Kang and the academic inspectors in the station are completely different.
The murderous nature trapped by the kindness, the courage tripped by the cowardice, and the confusion of not knowing why you are fighting.
"Indeed, I traveled here from the modern era, and my goal has always been clear."
"I want to survive in this harsh wasteland, live a quality life, and tirelessly pursue transcendence, constantly becoming stronger. Every step I take is towards the end of this road."
"I won't get lost, and I won't be confused. Even before the collector was activated, I had the idea of leaving Happy City and the checkpoints if I encountered danger, and going to the wilderness or other cities of refuge."
"But these people are different. They are forced to leave the safety of the inner city and take over the position of prosecutor."
"The fear stems from the fear of repeating the mistakes of our parents and dying in some unknown corner."
"I feel lost because the path left for the younger generation to move forward has been slowly blocked by generations of outward expansion by their predecessors, and the checkpoints are gradually losing their influence. Now the only path left is to join the team."
Thoughts intertwined in my mind.
Before this, Cheng Ye had never thought about these things in detail, but the people and things he encountered today made him gradually see through the crux of the problem beneath the surface.
These young people from the academy are not lacking in ability, but in opportunity, and lack an idea that can make them willing to take up arms.
The ideas of the beginners are not enough, because they have lived in the inner city since childhood and have no perception of suffering. Those "empty" slogans are too vague for them.
The idealistic ideas are even more unworkable. Who would be willing to give up the identity and dignity of an inspector and truly immerse themselves in the residents like him and become the boss of the area?
Only the ideas of the extraordinary school are attractive enough!
Only the power and sense of security brought by individual extraordinaryness can make these young prosecutors pursue it crazily and stand in line!
"Perhaps, it's because I didn't follow the path of the Transcendent School, but instead inherited some of the idealist ideas, that Ding Yishan saw a glimmer of different possibilities and was willing to give me this opportunity?"
"It's not about character or strength. Plenty of people at the checkpoint possess these things."
Cheng Ye pondered secretly.
Strength can be accumulated slowly with the help of the collector, but the thinking mode needs to constantly adapt to this wasteland, otherwise you will only become Long Aotian who has only brute force.
Unfortunately, it is too difficult to guess the thoughts of these old foxes who have been hanging around in the wasteland for decades.
After all, in this land, the cost of any wrong decision is far more than just losing your position.
If you make the slightest mistake, you might even lose your life.
Therefore, every move must have a backup plan, and every decision is wrapped in repeated weighing, without any room for carelessness.
After realizing this, Cheng Ye felt his mind suddenly become clear.
So, Ding Yishan arranged for Wang Kang to come here, could it be that he wanted to see how he would teach a set of ideas that was different from the Supernormal School?
Wang Kang is the most typical representative of the academic school. He is kind and confused. His murderous nature is trapped by his kindness, and he lacks an instinctive enthusiasm for supernatural powers.
Ding Yishan handed such a "semi-finished product" to him, not so much to let him develop his combat capability, but more as a test of his ideas.
Can we find a new path that is neither factional strife nor power worship?
If he can come out, we will push him to the top and completely rewrite the existing structure of the checkpoint from the younger generation.
Kick out the worship of power and the pursuit of excellence.
If you can't get out of it, then everything is over.
Unless he was strong enough to blow up the entire checkpoint with one punch, in Ding Yishan's eyes, he would be no different from other inspectors.
"That's easy. How to sink back into the people? It's too easy for me, the leader of Tianyuan!"
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