The checkpoint consisted of six zones: A, B, C, D, E, and F.
Zones E and F were twice the size of the other four, shaping the checkpoint’s layout: A, B, C, and D lined up in the front, with E behind A and B, and F behind C and D, forming a “front four, back two” structure.
The station chief’s office was on the sixth floor of Zone E’s administrative building, the highest point of the checkpoint, offering a panoramic view of the entire area through its floor-to-ceiling win...
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"Come in."
A robust voice echoed from the room. Cheng Ye turned, patted Raul’s stiff shoulder, and pushed the door open.
As the North Station’s duty chief, Binn Downs had a spacious 150-square-meter office.
The office was divided into two areas.
The outer area featured a massive floor-to-ceiling window filling the entire west wall, offering a sweeping view of the wasteland beyond the checkpoint.
In front of the window stood a deep walnut executive desk, neatl...
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The rain roared, water cascaded from the workstation eaves like a curtain, splashing into the drainage ditch and kicking up waves.
The small identity badge bobbed in the current, soon lodging in a clump of sticky yellow mud.
Jamie’s face twisted as if he’d seen a ghost, unsure if he’d heard right.
This brazen Easterner, what did he say?
Pick it up for him?
"Sorry, you’re saying you dropped your badge and want me to fetch it from the ditch?"
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"That’s all I know. If you have any other questions, Inspector…"
"None."
Cheng Ye didn’t press the guards at the entrance, who were clearly at the bottom of the checkpoint’s food chain.
It wasn’t a sudden bout of kindness. Through their brief exchange, he’d already pieced together where his potential troubles might come from.
But were they big problems?
To stand firm at the checkpoint, it wasn’t about who your father was but about tactics, courage, ...
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"Sir, we’ve arrived at the North Checkpoint. Please take your belongings, and welcome to ride again next time."
The driver stopped the bus at a platform 400 meters from the checkpoint, standing to address Cheng Ye.
"My defense comm ID is 41504, surname Tian. If you need a ride later, you can call me anytime."
"You’d pick me up in a bus?"
Cheng Ye chuckled.
Counting it up, this was the third person after Uncle Dong and Aisy Gwen who seemed eager to invest in h...
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The main district was flooded, and the suburbs weren’t faring much better.
A thin layer of water, just over the shoe tops, swirled in small eddies across the ground.
Cheng Ye trekked nearly four kilometers north before spotting a bus stopped at a platform.
"Sir, due to the storm damaging the buffer zone’s power infrastructure, we’ve been notified that starting today, buses will end free operations and return to standard fares," the middle-aged driver said, wiping the w...
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Boom!
Lightning snaked across the sky, and rain fell like pearls.
The longer the warm, humid air brewed, the more ferocious the downpour when it finally broke.
In the latter half of the night, Cheng Ye jolted awake, leaping up and mentally recalling the charging pendant.
"Power outage?"
The sudden alert from the Civilization Collector made Cheng Ye think at first that a thief had broken in.
Fortunately, after checking the panel, it was just a notif...
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Leaving the library, Cheng Ye opened the panel and glanced at the charge level.
44%
Based on a full charge of 200 kWh, the 6% shortfall equated to 12 kWh.
"Just this small gap left. I'll charge it tonight at home, and by tomorrow, I'll have enough for one search."
The power restrictions for buffer zone residents were still too strict.
Cheng Ye had considered sneaking into a factory or hunting for charging ports on buses or transport vehicles, where high-power outlet...
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Leaving the shop, his contribution points were completely wiped out, and he was even 7 points in debt.
As slivers of sunlight filtered through the clouds danced on his shoulders, Cheng Ye touched the pickup receipt in his pocket, his excitement lingering.
In the perilous wasteland, a suitable weapon was the foundation of survival.
Its significance was no less than buying a car or a house in the modern world.
“In just two months, I’ve managed to buy my own transcend...
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There were plenty of places in the buffer zone to exchange contribution points for supplies.
For instance, right below the workers’ compound where Cheng Ye lived, next to the Big Meat Cafeteria, there was a supply exchange where many restricted items could be purchased.
But to acquire transcendent minerals for crafting melee weapons, there was only one place in the entire buffer zone.
“Happiness Great Wall Station!”
The announcer’s voice rang out, and ...
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Perhaps because he had absorbed so much information in a single day, exhausting his mind, or maybe because the room no longer felt so empty, now filled with a touch of human warmth, Cheng Ye slept exceptionally well that night.
For the first time since transmigrating to the wasteland, he felt truly rested.
But…
“It’s only seven-thirty?”
Cheng Ye sat up, taking deep breaths to expel the lingering heaviness in his chest.
When he first arrived in the wastela...
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With Song Yongfeng, the “outsider,” gone, the atmosphere between the two relaxed considerably.
Though their last meeting was a brief encounter when the original Cheng Ye had just emerged from the inner city’s high walls, barely exchanging greetings, Cheng Ye inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity with Luo Xiaoxue.
If he had to describe it, she was like a female version of Big B?
Unpretentious, straightforward in speech, action, and dealings with others, exuding a gen...
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Happiness Coins were essential for ordinary residents to settle and thrive in the sanctuary city.
Their value was anchored in the inexhaustible energy from the hydroelectric power station, the minerals around Happiness City that could be mined for decades, the formidable industrial strength of the inner city, and a military force capable of crushing small-scale infected tides head-on.
With this trifecta of resources, industry, and military might, Happiness City didn’t even need ...
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The possibility that he hadn’t crossed to another world but had instead traveled through time was good news for Cheng Ye.
It meant his roots were still on this planet. Perhaps one day, if he gained enough power to return to the ruins of Yang City, he could find the rental apartment he once lived in, dig out the spare change hidden in the mattress seam, and see the motivational slogans he’d scrawled on the wall for his grad school exams.
Of course, after eighty years and the ri...
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If the S-1 virus was a natural disaster, unpredictable and impossible to prepare for, then the S-2 virus was undeniably a man-made calamity, born from human greed and the primal yearning encoded in our genes.
“Whoa, isn’t this the Armored Titan from Attack on Titan?”
Flipping to the first illustration of an infected entity, Cheng Ye felt a jolt of recognition at the familiar form.
A roughly twenty-meter-tall giant, its body covered in insect-like armor plates,...
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As a modern person, Cheng Ye was no stranger to libraries.
He couldn’t count how many days and nights he had spent hunched over, frantically typing papers.
He never imagined he’d encounter a library in the wasteland.
Though its exterior was shabbier than even some rural elementary school libraries, gazing at it stirred a familiar sense of warmth in Cheng Ye’s heart.
Taking a few steps forward, he pushed open the library’s fence gate.
To his surprise, the ...
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Since he had already been assigned to the “death sentence” of the north and south rapid inspection posts, Cheng Ye simply skipped work, too lazy to even call the checkpoint remotely to request leave.
The north and south gates were managed by the Eastern and Western factions, respectively.
The central checkpoint, meanwhile, was overseen by the two factions on a rotating basis, and today happened to be the Eastern faction’s turn, with Station Chief He Fei on duty.
“Sta...
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Dark clouds hung low, and figures hurried by.
As the only workers’ compound far from the main district, the Fertilizer Plant Workers’ Compound exuded a solitude that clashed with the buffer zone’s usual bustle.
For many, the reason to settle here was simple and straightforward.
Space.
Unlike the cramped Sunrise Electronics Factory Workers’ Compound where Cheng Ye lived, with its single rooms of just over ten square meters, fine for one person but instantly crow...
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The call was from none other than the checkpoint’s station chief, Ding Yishan!
Cheng Ye was genuinely surprised.
In his two months since transmigrating to the wasteland, he’d never met this mysterious chief.
Searching his predecessor’s memories, he’d only seen Ding once, when leaving the inner city. Ding had personally greeted him, instructing everyone to treat and train him well, ensuring Cheng Long’s passing was without worry.
Why’s he calling me?
C...
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[Dear Happiness City residents, good morning!]
[This is Happiness City’s Morning Radio, joining you at 6 a.m. sharp. I’m your host, Little Sun, hoping to pack warmth and joy into these airwaves for you!]
[First, let’s check the weather. Look outside, a playful storm is gently blanketing Shi Province, including Yun City, Yang City, and our own Chuan City’s Happiness City, all embraced by this “sweet rain.” But this mischievous downpour might be having too much fun, and ...
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Talent?
On the bus home, Cheng Ye rubbed his aching ribs, abdomen, arms, and thighs…
Alright, every part of him hurt.
“This isn’t talent, it’s all my sweat and effort!”
Cheng Ye’s lips curled into a smile.
Though painful, he relished it.
Compared to endless stagnation, if pain brought such strength gains, what was a bit more pain?
But he quietly resolved to find a skill to quickly recover his physical condition.
Otherwise, even if hi...
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“Power rises from the hips, strength surges from the waist, energy flows through the arm, and force reaches the fist’s edge.”
“A weapon is an extension of the body. Train until it feels like a limb, with strength coursing through your blood and intent unifying your body, to glimpse the martial art of ‘man and weapon as one.’”
In the training ground, Cheng Ye moved swiftly, reciting Liu Bi’s teachings while slashing with a short knife.
Unfortunately, Liu Bi’...
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Conveyor Belt 7.
Western faction inspector Garcia roared, slamming the desk with a loud clatter.
“A family of paupers with nothing to offer! Happiness City isn’t a beggar’s shelter. You welfare-chasing parasites, damn leeches, should’ve gone to hell sooner!”
The man in the isolation cage flushed with embarrassment and anger.
The woman behind him pulled their five- or six-year-old child closer.
The Happiness City they’d heard about on the radio didn’...
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Lunch followed the usual routine: two packs of nutrient paste for protein and carbs, plus a piece of malt candy for quick sugar.
Cheng Ye couldn’t bear to eat the synthetic jerky Liu Bi gave him, saving it as a strategic reserve for emergency energy during external duty.
After lunch, he stayed by the window until the rain eased slightly, then donned a raincoat and headed to the isolation zone.
Perhaps due to the terrifying downpour in nearby Yun City, workers were frantica...
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The night grew dark, gradually enveloping the wasteland.
Cheng Ye returned to the Workers’ Compound, climbing the stairwell to the fifth floor of the tenement building and unlocking the security door at the end of the corridor.
The single room, just over ten square meters, held only a 1.5-meter bed and a small desk.
All unnecessary clutter had been cleared out to the scrap station after he transmigrated and assessed the situation, including his predecessor’s love tokens ...
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"This nutrient paste has no real nutrition, just tricks your stomach. If you keep drinking it every day, you’ll end up with some deficiency disease."
Taking the five coins, Uncle Dong shook his head, pulled out a small stool, and sat across from Cheng Ye.
"Your dad left you a decent inheritance, and now you’re an inspector. Why be so hard on yourself? The Big Meat Canteen next door smells so good, doesn’t it?"
"Big Meat Canteen?"
Cheng Ye shuddered, his mind flas...
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"I wished for a stable iron rice bowl job, but I didn’t say it had to be in a wasteland!"
How did he end up transmigrating?
At the age of 26, during a graduate school reunion, egged on by friends, Cheng Ye half-jokingly made a wish: to quickly find a high-paying, stable "iron rice bowl" job.
Who could’ve known that upon waking, he’d find himself transmigrated to a wasteland sanctuary city called "Happiness City."
His predecessor’s father was an inspector in Hap...
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July, the height of summer, with the sun blazing fiercely.
The asphalt road curled into scaly patches under the intense heat, each crack embedded with thick, menacing vines.
A man, gripping a short knife, laboriously hacked through the obstructing vines, following the roadside signs.
"Happiness City, Your Premier Wasteland Refuge!"
"Happiness City, The Hope of the Next Human Era!"
"Happiness City, We Have Endless Food and Energy!"
"Happiness City, Where Eve...
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The largest logistics company in the Blue Star Federation was Dongfeng Logistics.
Whether it was the phone Su Yuan won from the Pinbaobao platform or the roasted geese sold during the livestream, they could all be delivered within twenty-four hours.
Once the dragonscale roasted goose reached the hands of livestream fans and they tasted them, they received over 99% positive feedback.
The reputation was rolling in!
So, during the Monday evening livestream, the viewership...
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Su Yuan didn’t set the price of the blue pill at two thousand yuan arbitrarily.
In this era of universal cultivation, the alchemy and artifact-refining industries were highly advanced. Take body-refining pills, for example, aside from those beast-grade muscle enhancers, there were plenty of legally available body-refining pills.
The only downside? They were expensive.
So expensive that Su Yuan had never consumed a single one.
Take the best-selling Dragon Tendon Tiger...
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