Ding Yishan was montarily lost in confusion, his gaze sowhat vacant.
Jiang Chuan saw that he was no longer laughing hysterically and breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, his eyes involuntarily shifted slightly, landing on the piece of paper filled with writing.
At the top, there was a bold line of characters, the ink not yet dry, deeply penetrating the paper.
[A Few Opinions on the Inspector’s Responsibility for Outer City Construction]
Inspector, responsible?
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The door opened.
A faint sound of shoveling soil ca from the corner of the balcony, and all the flower pots had been moved there.
Wang Kang and Liu Yi were squatting there, one shoveling soil, the other carefully planting the obtained seeds into the soil. The light shone on their profiles, and the room exuded a warm and harmonious atmosphere reminiscent of peaceful tis.
Luo Xiaoxue sat on the sofa, holding a book that seed to be reading, but her gaze rarely fell on the pages.
Hearing the door open, she and Wang Kang both turned their heads and smiled slightly.
But to Cheng Ye, those smiles seed sowhat forced, forming a stark contrast with Liu Yi’s innocent deanor.
"Are you alright?" Luo Xiaoxue closed her book and was the first to speak, "Don’t stress too much."
"No big deal, it might even be an opportunity."
Cheng Ye winked, "Co, it’s ti to eat, let show you how to enjoy this delicacy."
The beef on the table had already thawed, and Cheng Ye, acting as if nothing was amiss, set up the induction cooker and began boiling water.
The seasonings brought by Li Changfeng were abundant, and he picked so to enhance the flavor, adding them to the water.
Soon, a faint aroma wafted from the pot.
He used a knife to slice the beef into thin pieces, arranging them on a plate along the grain.
Once everything was ready, except for Liu Yi who was still enthusiastically shoveling soil, Wang Kang also sat down. However, neither of them seed to have much appetite, their eyes tinged with obvious worry.
This was because during Cheng Ye’s call in the room, his voice was not small, and especially the latter part was quite intense. They vaguely overheard quite a bit.
However, many things beco more unsettling when not heard clearly, and these fragnted pieces of information gradually sketched a vague outline in their minds.
For example, several keywords: five hundred thousand, more than five hundred thousand, infected bodies, infection source, a large number of people, responsibility...
With such associations, a terrifying suspicion lingered in their minds.
Could it be that although winter hadn’t arrived, an infection wave of no less than five hundred thousand was already rushing towards Happiness City?
Steam rose above the induction cooker, enveloping half the table.
Silence slowly ward up, much like the hot water in the pot.
Luo Xiaoxue could still hold back her doubts, but Wang Kang finally couldn’t resist any longer. Leaning forward, he asked: "Brother Cheng, is the infection wave coming?"
"Infection wave?"
Cheng Ye was montarily confused, his face bewildered, "Where did you hear that from?"
"Wasn’t it you who just ntioned it in the room?" Wang Kang pointed to the bedroom, "Sothing about five hundred thousand, infected bodies, unstoppable..."
"Did I just say that?"
Cheng Ye was even more puzzled. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand half amused, half exasperated, "What infection wave, don’t overthink it. It’s a population, five hundred thousand people are going to migrate here."
"What?"
This ti it was Luo Xiaoxue’s turn to be startled. Her chopsticks clattered against the edge of the bowl as she exclaid:
"Five hundred thousand people?"
"Yes, this is a long story, and to explain it to you, I have to start from last night."
It truly is a long story.
Because no one could have imagined that he went to Firewood Shelter City last night, riding around on a Flying Wing in the dead of night. When visiting the inspection station, he happened to encounter soone influenced by a Wanderer.
Returning this morning, it was such a coincidence to find the sa type of backpack at the inspection station’s entrance, which led him to trace the Wanderer’s tracks and ultimately stir up such a ss.
Talking about this sounds unbelievable, and no one would believe it.
Even Cheng Ye thought it was absurd, like a series of coincidences forcibly twisted together by fate.
But that’s life for you. You never know which will co first, accident or tomorrow, nor if seemingly troubleso matters might conceal an opportunity.
Right now, the appearance of the Wanderer wasn’t a disaster, but rather an unexpected opportunity for Happiness City.
Even though many people felt uneasy, there was no way to avoid it and they could only face reality.
After quickly recounting last night’s thrilling events and then explaining his recent conversation with Jiang Chuan,
Seeing the two were utterly stunned, unable to recover for a long ti, Cheng Ye smiled, picked up a few pieces of beef, and placed them in the pot.
The steam dissipated before him, carrying the delicate scent of Yaksha beef.
For so reason.
He had a vague hunch that this kind of peaceful day might not occur again for a very long ti.
"Just hope that heaven blesses us... aside from the Migrants, may no other troubles arise!"
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