Chapter 98 The moon is still there, and the road is still there!
When leaving the clinic in the afternoon, Cheng Ye had already completed the health procedures.
In fact, his injuries had fully recovered two days ago, but in order not to attract attention, he waited until the last day to leave.
The checkpoint also allocated accommodation for Wang Kang. At Wang Kang's strong request, he was assigned to the fourth floor of the tube-shaped building where Cheng Ye lived at the Chaoyang Electronics Factory.
That is the room where the infected body was killed before. In this way, one of them lives on the fifth floor and the other lives on the fourth floor, so they can look after each other.
"Someone has died here before, are you afraid?"
As soon as he entered the room, Cheng Ye pointed at the door and smiled, "I killed the infected person with my own hands."
"What are you afraid of?"
Wang Kang threw his backpack onto the bed and glanced nonchalantly at the empty room. "Even if a corpse is next to me, I'll still sleep."
This is the biggest difference between wastelanders and modern people. Wang Kang is still a wastelander after all.
I have been exposed to the separation of life and death and have no fear of these things at all.
"Okay, let's just live here for a while and then slowly buy furniture later."
Cheng Ye was still somewhat hesitant, so he had Dalong and his men clear out all the existing furniture in the house, replacing them with brand new beds, tables, and stools, and even carefully scraping off the mildew in the corners.
"Thanks, Brother Cheng!"
Wang Kang paused, as if he wanted to say something, but Cheng Ye raised his hand and patted his shoulder.
Everything is implied.
"Go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow."
"Um!"
Cheng Ye closed the door and somehow felt a sense of security in his heart.
The feeling Wang Kang gave him was different from that of anyone else, an equal and pure friendship.
It was a very comfortable feeling, and both of them felt relaxed when they were together.
Go back to the fifth floor and open the security door.
A musty smell mixed with dust and moisture hit him in the face. Cheng Ye quickly opened all the doors and windows, and then opened the windows in the corridor to let the draft in. After half an hour, the smell gradually faded away.
Compared with the clean and tidy ward in the clinic, the environment in this tube-shaped building is simply terrible.
The wall paint is peeling, the ground is bumpy, and there is a thin layer of mildew in the corners.
But after sitting in the room for a while, Cheng Ye felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation.
There was no medical staff watching over him, no Garcia staying next door, no wave after wave of people coming to test him, only a little world of his own.
He bent down and lifted a corner of the wooden bed, took out two spears from under the bed, and disassembled them carefully.
The barrel, bolt, magazine... each part was carefully wiped with a cloth soaked in gun oil until it showed a warm metallic luster, and then reassembled.
I have to say, holding this powerful weapon in my hand gives me a sense of security.
Cheng Ye glanced at the air twice and decided to carry the two guns with him when he was on duty next time.
If we encounter a super-strong infected organism of the same level as the rotten vine again, at least we will have the confidence to fight back directly.
As for Wang Kang, there is no need to give him this kind of guy who is obviously beyond his current ability.
This is for fighting tough battles.
What he taught Wang Kang was to slip away if the situation was not right, and rely on the guard team to fight the infected bodies. This is also the way most first- and second-phase inspectors currently perform their duties.
Moreover, he had already bought a Buffalo combat pistol for Wang Kang, which was enough to deal with the initial situation.
After dealing with the weapons, Cheng Ye took a bucket to the water room to fetch water, intending to simply wipe the sweat off his body.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Huang Sheng wiping himself under the faucet. He turned around when he heard the noise, with a look of surprise and joy on his face: "Sir, you're back?"
"Yeah, just got back."
While Cheng Ye was collecting water with a bucket, he glanced at Huang Sheng's body. The large bruises left by the fight with the infected body on the pedestrian street that night had not yet faded.
"Rest more. You need to take care of your body. Don't exhaust yourself."
"Don't worry, sir. I'm in good spirits!"
Huang Sheng laughed heartily, his tone brimming with enthusiasm. "Thanks to you, sir, I've already reached Level 5 clearance in the Public Works Department. Lately, I've been busy reclaiming wasteland in the southern suburbs. A large number of new people are coming in soon, and people from the industrial zone will also need to move back. We can't afford to delay any further."
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly fell on Cheng Ye, and he blinked in surprise: "Hey, sir, the injuries on your body..."
Cheng Ye took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body. Under his healthy wheat-colored skin, every muscle was as distinct as if carved by a knife. It was not exaggerated, but full of a sense of power.
"Where do you think I was? I stayed in the infirmary for a week."
Picking up the bucket of water, Cheng Ye poured it on his head.
The cold water flowed down the ends of the hair to the neck, feeling a bit like a shower, but it was far less comfortable, and more like the neatness of a rough man.
"The checkpoint will open tomorrow. Be careful, just in case an infected person sneaks in."
"Don't worry, sir. I understand!"
Huang Sheng immediately stopped smiling and nodded solemnly.
Cheng Ye hummed and said nothing more. The only sound in the bathroom was the splashing water.
After taking a shower and returning to the room, Cheng Ye lay down on the bed, glanced at the defense generalist and saw that it was still early at nine o'clock. He subconsciously reached out to the bedside to touch the book.
After searching twice, I realized that there was no bedside table nearby and the room was empty, with nothing to pass the time.
The books in the ward have been sent to be laminated, and it will probably take two or three days to get them back.
It was late at night, with no books to read and nothing else to do, Cheng Ye simply closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep.
But it is not so easy to calm the mind.
Before he knew it, Liu Bi had been gone for more than half a month.
The buffer zone encountered a wave of infection, a large number of people migrated away, the open and covert struggles between factions became more intense, the clash of ideas became more frequent, and the life-and-death struggle with the fusion body, the temptation and maneuvering when dealing with all kinds of people
One thing after another flashed through his mind like a movie clip, and he couldn't help but start reviewing it.
Every detail was chewed over and over again, where was it not done well enough, which choices could have been made differently, which people were worth making close friends with, and which ones should be constantly watched out for.
The more he thought about it, the clearer he became. Cheng Ye simply sat up and stood by the window, looking at the bright moon.
People today cannot see the moon of the past, but this moon once shone on the ancients.
He hadn't quite understood it then, but now it seemed like it was tailor-made for him.
Taking a deep breath of the cool night breeze, Cheng Ye's surging restlessness gradually subsided.
The moon is still there, and the road is still there.
Tomorrow is a new beginning.
The moon sets and the sun rises.
When the sky was turning pale, Cheng Ye was rarely asleep and woke up more than ten minutes before the alarm clock rang.
Fetch water and wash up.
Everything is so natural. As the days in Happy City go by, I have completely gotten used to the rhythm of the place.
After packing everything up, Cheng Ye disassembled the two rifles, carefully wrapped the parts in canvas, stuffed them into his backpack, and carried them downstairs.
The door to the fourth floor was indeed open, and Wang Kang was already dressed.
Wearing a brand new pair of long-sleeved shirt and trousers, carrying a canvas bag that Cheng Ye picked up at a street stall, with a Buffalo fighting pistol on his waist, he stood in the corridor in the morning light, with a hint of nervousness between his brows, but more of uncontrollable excitement, and he was very energetic.
"This is good form, keep it up."
"Don't worry, Brother Cheng!"
The two went downstairs together. Cheng Ye went to the big meat canteen and bought a bag of fried meat. He didn't dare to look closely at the contents, but Wang Kang ate it with relish, one bite at a time, chewing it until it was crispy.
From time to time, I have to praise the big butcher shop at the entrance of the community. The quality is much better than what you buy elsewhere.
When we reached the intersection, it was time to split up.
One goes to the south station and the other goes to the north station.
Cheng Ye took two steps and subconsciously turned his head to look at Wang Kang's back. The young man took big and fast steps, as if he couldn't wait to prove himself.
It disappeared completely from sight until it was about to turn the corner.
He withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards North Station.
But he didn't notice that the moment he turned around, Wang Kang on the other side of the street suddenly stopped and turned his head.
He just watched Cheng Ye's back silently as he left, the determination in his eyes becoming more and more intense.
"Inspector Cheng, are you on duty?"
Master Tian was standing next to the bus, and today, which was a rare occasion, he didn't clean the bus.
Cheng Ye took a quick glance and realized that most of the carriage was already crowded with people.
Compared to the huge crowds of the past few days, there are obviously fewer migrants today. It is estimated that there are only two to three thousand people throughout the day.
But these people's outfits were much more formal than before, and many of them carried long spears on their backs.
Although it is a privately circulated guard rifle with mediocre power, its advantage is obvious when it is used against a small pistol.
"The checkpoint has reopened today, so there may be a lot of people."
Master Tian heard the hidden meaning and laughed immediately: "People from outside can't afford the bus fare. Those who take my bus have all been settled in the buffer zone for a long time and are very well behaved."
"Be careful."
Cheng Ye got in the car and sat in the front seat that Master Tian had specially vacated.
Within two minutes, the carriage was packed full and the car swayed towards the checkpoint.
"Dude, with that outfit, are you working at a checkpoint?"
Cheng Ye stood out in the carriage, completely different from the migrants around him who were carrying bags and looking nervous.
Some people couldn't help but come up and talk. In the past, they would never dare to be so casual, but now that they have to leave this land, many of the tacit rules are no longer rules.
"Yeah, the checkpoint reopened today, so I have to start my duty."
"Good luck to you then."
When these four words were spoken, there was no usual envy in them, but instead a hint of sincerity and earnestness.
Cheng Ye turned his head and looked. When many people met his gaze, they nodded slightly and gave him silent blessings.
It seems that they are all elderly people who have stayed in Xingfu City for a long time and they know clearly what it means to reopen the checkpoints after the wave of infection.
"Are you coming back?"
"Not coming back." The middle-aged man sitting next to Cheng Ye shook his head slightly. He was accompanied by his wife and two young boys who had just reached adulthood. "I've endured so many years here and finally watched them grow up. It's time to find a way to make a living somewhere else."
"With a destination?"
"1,400 kilometers away, in the Blue Dragon Super Sanctuary City in Mountain Province."
The middle-aged man pursed his cracked lips, a hint of longing in his eyes. "The radio said that there they give everyone land, and they farm within the protected area, and they only pay half of the harvest. And they say the industrial infrastructure there is catching up with Xingfu City."
"Really?" Cheng Ye nodded slightly, then looked at a young man diagonally opposite who was carrying an old canvas bag.
The young man forced a smile when his gaze fell on him. "I'm not going to the City of Sanctuary. I plan to go to the gathering place to take a look. I'll decide where to go after I leave the city."
Cheng Ye didn't ask any more questions, but just raised his chin towards the two of them, "Well, I wish you good luck too."
The scene passing by outside the window gradually became blurred in his eyes, but some inexplicable thoughts arose in his mind.
The world outside may not be as scary as we imagined.
The longing in the eyes of these migrants gave him some new expectations for the upcoming field work.
When the car arrived at the checkpoint, everyone lined up to get off the car from the back door and walked along the right aisle to the verification area.
Cheng Ye waited in his seat for a while, and only came out from the front door when most of the people in front had left, and walked straight to the staff passage on the left.
No one in the queue found it strange, after all, they already knew in the car that he was from the checkpoint.
But the next second, the eight guards standing guard at the door saw Cheng Ye, and immediately straightened their backs, trotting towards him with respectful smiles on their faces: "Prosecutor Cheng, you are here!"
This bowing and nodding look made the middle-aged family and the young man who had just walked to the right passage stop in their tracks, and the fatigue on their faces was instantly replaced by astonishment.
Just now they thought that Cheng Ye was so young and didn't look arrogant, just an ordinary low-level staff member, but an inspector?
Everyone subconsciously froze in place, their eyes following Cheng Ye's back as he disappeared into the passage.
Until the next car of people came and pushed the team forward, everyone had their own thoughts.
They had been in the buffer zone for such a long time and had basically no contact with the inspectors, but the last meeting before leaving gave them an indescribable impression of Happy City.
After entering the exit passage, the normal entrance and exit on the left was still closed, but a separate passage was opened on the right. On the wooden sign hanging above it were two large characters written in red paint:
Revoke citizenship!
According to the process, everyone must first return the defense pass and then throw their resident ID into the metal trash can next to the passage before the final procedures are completed.
drop.
The staff member took the defense communication, scanned it on the instrument, and then took out five bags of nutrient solution and four tablets from the box behind him.
One red plate is for anti-inflammatory, one blue plate is for reducing fever, one purple plate is for stopping diarrhea, and the green plate is for saving lives.
"This is the last gift that Happiness City gives you. I hope that when you leave here, you can also pursue happiness!"
"Thanks!"
Whether moving alone or with a family, everyone receives the same gifts, and the amount will not be reduced in the slightest just because they are a family.
I continued forward, and the staff standing along the way all smiled and nodded. No one checked me or urged me.
Unlike when I first joined and had to undergo layers of strict inspections, there was a strange atmosphere in the air when I left, like seeing off a traveler on a long journey, with a bit of melancholy and a bit of blessing.
It wasn't until they stepped out of the isolation line and their shoes touched the soft ground outside the city that everyone suddenly looked back.
The huge wall stretching across the earth remained silent, and the scenes of when I first came here many years ago suddenly exploded in my mind!
The shock of seeing a street light for the first time, the surprise of receiving free nutrient solution for the first time, the peace of mind of finding a place to stay for the first time, the joy of starting a family and having children.
These emotions that had been smoothed over by the years were now like awakened seeds, emerging little by little from the bottom of the heart, tickling one's nose.
“Hopefully, one day I’ll come back.”
The middle-aged man who had previously said that he would never look back looked at the huge wall and couldn't help but sigh.
His wife beside him quietly wiped her eyes, while his two sons looked curiously at the wilderness outside the city. There was no nostalgia in their eyes, only longing for the future.
Some people left.
But their roots are still here!
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