Pawns have their limitations, but they also possess unique advantages.
Like now, Cheng Ye can just pat his back and leave, dumping the problem on Ding Yishan and Harlem.
"Who could have guessed that in less than a week, my strength would undergo such a drastic change?"
Just thinking about Ding Yishan’s shocked face upon hearing the news made Cheng Ye’s mood soar.
This feeling of breaking through difficulties is truly captivating.
No wonder so many strong figures in history enjoyed oscillating between two parties, relishing the thrill of dancing on a knife’s edge.
"Of course, I definitely won’t oscillate. I’ll find a chance to settle down so no one can make leave."
On the way back, Cheng Ye simply turned into a small bar by the roadside, spending four Happiness Coins to buy two bags of industrial water beer to celebrate the drastic reversal of his survival situation!
At the bottom in the Buffer Zone, cheap brown liquid is the most affordable fun.
Priced the sa as the bland Nutrient Paste, yet offering a completely different taste.
One sip, and the icy liquid mixed with bubbles washed away the dryness in his throat.
It must be said, the developers of this Wasteland World truly understood the needs of the lower class.
Though the taste of this water beer is crafted, and the ingredients might be harmful, in terms of flavor alone, the roasted malt mixed with the subtle bitterness of hops is way better than the craft beers from so modern small breweries.
You can even taste the rumored layers of flavor.
Gulp, gulp.
After finishing a bag, just as Cheng Ye was about to tackle the other, he caught sight of sothing at the street corner with his peripheral vision.
Uncle Dong was walking over with a few people, chatting and laughing, with a rare relaxed smile on his face.
Especially every ti he glanced at the middle-aged lady beside him, his gaze unexpectedly softened a bit.
"Is Uncle Dong... experiencing a second spring?"
How nice!
Cheng Ye raised an eyebrow, amused yet finding it a bit funny.
Could this be the wish he ntioned earlier?
Before clapping, Cheng Ye just wanted to support Uncle Dong, little did he know it would trigger a "riot" in the whole venue.
Luckily, it didn’t seem to have caused any negative effects; consider it a morable mont for Uncle Dong.
After all, among the speakers these past days, he’s the only one who managed to make the entire room of Inspectors clap in unison.
Once the group walked past from not too far away, Cheng Ye finished the remaining bag of water beer.
Seeing it was only five in the afternoon and still light out, he decided to head straight to the training ground, which was four stops away from the theater interval.
Having gained the Iron Body talent, the actual increase in strength could only be verified through combat.
If Liu Bi were here, he would naturally be the best sparring partner to easily gauge his limits.
But since he’s not, the training ground has sparring partners available, only needing so Happiness Coins as compensation.
"Sir, the bus requires five people..."
"Forget it."
With only four stops to go, Cheng Ye wasn’t extravagant enough to shell out 10 coins to charter a ride.
Carefully considering it, expenses have indeed been significant these days.
Reinforcing the door cost 600, Nutrient Paste over 300, and with his body change, he bought three sets of clothes this noon on the way out, each costing 40 coins.
"Luckily, as an Inspector, earning is quick; otherwise, I’d really be sitting around waiting till the cows co ho."
Not to ntion the monthly salary of an Intern Inspector, just by slightly working the Quick Inspection Station, making a few hundred coins a day is feasible.
Jogging lightly, treating it as a warm-up.
Ten minutes later, Cheng Ye’s pace gradually slowed as his eyes fell on the large greenhouse-like training ground not far ahead.
From a structural standpoint, it seed entirely ordinary, yet it was actually the largest building in the Buffer Zone, with front and back fields totaling 500 acres.
Its full na was the ’Blood Dragon Alliance Training Ground’.
Blood Dragon is derived from the Blood Dragon Corps, while Alliance refers to the Inner City’s United Arsenal.
The first ti Liu Bi brought him here, he ntioned that this wasn’t just where the Blood Dragon Corps selected outstanding recruits from ordinary people, but also where the Arsenal tested so weapons.
Cheng Ye used to go straight to the backfield, closed to the public and accessible only to official personnel.
But today, needing a sparring partner, he deliberately took a detour, entering through the main gate open to everyone for the first ti.
This season, it was indeed quite deserted.
Recruitnt mainly concentrated in the first half of the year, from late February to mid-April.
After recruitnt season, the next busy period would be when the factories stop, and personnel return.
At that ti, the Blood Dragon Corps would start a new round of recruitnt, selecting and training the best recruits in advance to prepare for the possible infection wave in winter.
Besides that, there were hardly any visitors to the training ground most of the ti.
On one hand, it was due to the high fees, ten coins per visit, with additional costs for special equipnt.
On the other hand, the cost-effectiveness of training was extrely low, draining energy with no short-term benefits, making it more practical to spend money on a blaster that could make "all beings equal".
"Hmm..."
At a crossroad, as Cheng Ye reached one end, another person approached from the opposite side.
At a glance, they both seed familiar to each other. After a mont of thought, they simultaneously recalled each other’s identity.
"Captain Miao?"
Cheng Ye greeted with a smile.
Miao Yang was montarily stunned, clearly not expecting Cheng Ye to speak up and could only muster a forced smile.
"Inspector Sir!"
If anyone’s feelings were the most complex during the applause for Uncle Dong, it would undoubtedly be him.
Though the subsequent speakers didn’t receive warm applause, being placed back-to-back with Uncle Dong and witnessing the disparity was unsettling for anyone.
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