Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 712
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Chapter 712: Chapter 238: Source Binder, Return to the Inner City! (Part 3)
How long can the hard-won vitality in the Buffer Zone sustain?
Cheng Ye quietly observed the scene before him, his thoughts moving with the convoy until the vehicles entered Zone A1, drawing closer and closer to the Gate of Happiness.
In the distance, the previously corroded marks left by the Stand-In Starfish Fusion on the towering walls had been completely repaired over the past few days, with no trace of damage visible.
The Gate of Happiness, both intimidating and infinitely alluring, was no longer an unattainable existence, and seemed now within reach.
What could truly be called the boundary of civilization?
As the car slowly decelerated and finally came to a stop, Cheng Ye suddenly found the answer in his heart, perhaps this Gate of Happiness was the clear boundary between civilization and chaos.
It was through the relentless efforts of generations that Happiness City successfully isolated external chaos, safeguarding a realm truly belonging to “civilization”.
What about Dapo Town?
When would it be able to establish such a clear boundary?
“Inspector Cheng, Inspector Wang, before entering the Inner City, you need to get off for a security check.”
At this moment, a medical personnel approached from the rear of the compartment, adding gently, “Please be assured, this is just a necessary procedure, and the check results will not affect your entry into the Inner City for treatment.”
Cheng Ye turned his head in the direction indicated by the medical personnel, only to see that the back hatch of the medical vehicle had already been opened. Garcia, who had transformed into a vine-man, was covered with a white sheet and was being pushed towards an entrance beside the Gate of Happiness with the assistance of several on-duty guards.
“Huh, there are actually two entrances here?”
Cheng Ye was momentarily stunned after getting off the vehicle.
Ordinarily, from the front of the gate, one couldn’t see this checkpoint at all, only by standing directly in front of the gate could one discover that the sides of the gate were open, allowing access from the lower side entrance.
On the other side, Luokuke was also being pushed down in a wheelchair, and upon seeing Cheng Ye’s confusion, he explained, “Everyone entering the Inner City must use these side entrances, the central passage of the gate is reserved for those exiting the Inner City.”
“Those who have been to the Inner City before walk on the left. For us, it’s the first time, so we must take the right side.”
“Oh, I see.” Cheng Ye nodded, then took the initiative to push Luokuke’s wheelchair towards the right entrance.
At the entrance, Garcia’s stretcher had also arrived, and a staff member came forward, apologetically saying, “Prosecutor Cheng, according to regulations, we, the outer personnel, are not allowed to enter the Inner City, so we can only part with you here.”
He paused, then looked at Wang Kang, “After you complete the check, a specialized medical team will be waiting. As for Prosecutor Garcia, it would be helpful if Inspector Wang could assist in taking him into the Inner City as well.”
“No problem.” Wang Kang nodded in agreement and stepped forward to hold Garcia’s stretcher.
The passage within the wall did not lead straight to the Inner City, but was instead a winding tunnel-like path.
It wasn’t long before a colorless and odorless medicinal liquid started spraying from above.
A few drops of the liquid fell on Cheng Ye’s skin, and he immediately felt an itch. Yet, when he lifted his hand to examine, he was stunned.
Lines of light gold runes mixed with flame patterns appeared visibly on his skin, as if the Shrinking Earth Giant Lice and Flames hidden within the Spiritual Body Space were fully manifested, with no concealment at all.
He leaned forward slightly, noticing Luokuke’s skin also changed, turning into a deep rusted iron color, with large darker patches, precisely the marks of Source Heart Meat Iron.
Even Wang Kang was not exempt, his complexion gradually turning unnatural, red and dark, faintly shifting towards the color of steel.
As for Garcia, the situation was much worse.
The moment the liquid touched him, he couldn’t help but let out cries of pain, clearly enduring considerable agony.
Fortunately, this liquid was different from water. Although it adhered to him, the vines on his body did not seize the chance to grow. Instead, they seemed to be suppressed, no longer spreading uncontrollably.
The group walked along the winding passage for nearly a hundred meters. After rounding a bend, they were greeted by a sudden flash of fiery red light at the end of the path.
Cheng Ye, from a distance, caught sight of it, his heart suddenly filled with an overwhelming sense of awe, reminiscent of the oppressive feeling he had once experienced when seeing the Demon Eye Sponge.
“Extraordinary Creatures? The source of infection?”
He was slightly taken aback, yet his steps remained unhesitant.
The four of them continued forward and quickly entered the room bathed in the fiery red glow.
The scene before them was astonishing!
Truly magnificent!
It was as if they had stepped into an extraordinary plant kingdom. The fiery red was not a light source but ivy creeping along the walls.
The leaves of these ivy were not the usual green but had a miraculous fiery red hue, remarkably similar to the filaments on Flames, yet more transparent, appearing quite spectacular at a glance.
At this moment, a strange wave quietly descended, and a fleeting brilliance appeared in Cheng Ye’s eyes.
It was… the wave of the Immortal Object!
After having been in close contact with the Ten Thousand Orders Land Conch, he was all too familiar with this wave!
It seemed this ivy was certainly not an ordinary Extraordinary Plant, highly likely a hybrid cultivated from multiple Extraordinary Creatures.
However, compared to the Ten Thousand Orders Land Conch, the wave from this ivy was much weaker, completely incapable of affecting one’s spirit. Or rather, its influence might be directed elsewhere.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, the wave swept over them, a larger ivy leaf fell, landing precisely on Garcia.