Chapter 38: Chapter 34: New Feature, Action Points, Infinite Uses! Inner City Lords?
Cheng Ye pondered briefly without asking if he could pretend not to hear and not go for the rescue.
In principle, that was impossible.
Inspectors hold an extremely high status in the Buffer Zone, but in terms of the entire power structure of Happiness City.
They essentially resemble sentinels, striking hard externally but adhering to rules internally.
To put it bluntly, Happiness City is like a residential community, and the Inspectors are its security guards.
Even if this security guard has guns, authority, and people, far more imposing than Country Garden’s five-star generals, they cannot turn a blind eye to the "owners" in the Inner City.
This is a fundamental issue; after all, the security guards’ wages are paid by the owners through property fees.
If even this rule isn’t upheld, there would be no need for everyone to scramble to get into the Inner City; they might as well all be security guards riding over the owners’ heads.
"Can I go to the back and rest when there’s no one in line?"
"Don’t say no one is lining up, even if there are people in line, who dares to stop an Inspector from resting?"
Raven spoke bluntly, without reservation: "As long as no Inner City Lords are waiting for inspection, ordinary people can queue outside all day, and whenever they become obedient, let them in when the Lords are in the mood."
The implication is that the Westerners’ practice of "entry fees" is still prevalent at North Station now.
Those who pay get in first; those who don’t wait outside.
"Alright, you two can go rest at the back, I’ll sit here."
"Okay, I’ll get you a rain umbrella."
Not having to stay with the Inspector in the quarantine area was undoubtedly good news.
After all, they had jobs to execute. Just sorting the isolated people’s information took a long time, often needing to work overtime until two or three in the morning to complete.
The two exchanged a glance, happily turned away, and soon returned with a big umbrella, securely setting it up by the table.
Cheng Ye, taking advantage of the opportunity, crossed his legs and sat down, sipping Nutrient Paste while watching the queue in Zone B next door grow longer.
Admittedly, it was quite leisurely.
The Inspector job is good; as long as you are strong enough, there are no troubles.
Everyone must respect you and listen to you.
For those who defy, unless they are Inner City Lords, there’s no responsibility for cutting first and reporting later.
What’s more, the Inspector controls the lifeline of the Buffer Zone’s security; the stricter the inspection, the more the ordinary residents commend and adore them.
Indeed, as the saying goes: As long as interests align, someone will philosophically argue for me.
Who dares criticize the Inspector?
They’d be drowned in the spittle of hundreds of thousands of Buffer Zone residents in no time!
"Wait, why do I feel like I have avoided decades of detours in life?"
Cheng Ye thought, his smile freezing.
Oh no, this security job indeed dulls ambition; he intended to make a big effort at the inspection station.
Yet, just after sitting for a few minutes, he was already close to dozing off in enjoyment.
No way.
He must bolster himself up!
Drinking the remaining Nutrient Paste in one go, Cheng Ye sat up and started to review today’s actions.
Bullying these brats had nothing to say; these second-generation wealthy kids were naively similar to modern people.
Playing tricks in the Wasteland; they wouldn’t even know how they died if they met truly ruthless characters.
But as for Station Manager Towns...
Cheng Ye vaguely sensed someone standing behind the screen when speaking, but couldn’t be completely sure.
However, upon further reflection, it didn’t matter even if someone was there; he didn’t reveal any anomalies from start to finish.
"Regarding getting 90 points without firing a gun..."
Cheng Ye shook his head slightly.
If he truly scored 90 points at Towns, there’s no way he could lie here so comfortably now, right?
Fame is intimidating.
Appearing too smart in the short term won’t change Ding Yishan’s views on him.
But falling into the Western Faction’s eyes would be entirely different.
There would undeniably be difficulties, targeting, and even constant testing of his limits, creating various unnecessary high-pressure scenarios.
So bearing the title of a brute, in the short term, is actually a good thing.
"Now is the time to hide talents and bide time, first endure the first week, giving Ding Yishan time to realize my change..."
"And with slow-charging replenishment, before the end of rotation, at least four more searches are possible."