Wasteland Border Inspector

Cui Qiao quickly sent over the clothes, and during their conversation, as the deputy director, she demonstrated normal behavior.

But the two young girls following her had a noticeable blush on their cheeks.

Where is the professionalism?!

Damn it, Inspector Cheng’s reputation is ruined just like that!

Cheng Ye felt a bit helpless and secretly decided that he must secure a set of clothes that can stretch with his body before going on field duty.

The Obsidian Battle Armor possesses similar technology; setting aside the core function of concealing one’s presence, implementing a simple stretch design should not be difficult.

Otherwise, every time he transforms in the Wilderness and ends up completely naked, it’s extremely embarrassing and troublesome.

After changing clothes, Cui Qiao began explaining the exercise plan for offsetting the cost: "Based on your physical fitness assessment, medium-intensity exercises are divided into three types: running, weightlifting, and rowing."

"Running requires maintaining a speed no slower than 15 seconds per 100 meters, to complete 2,000 kilometers, which will take about 10 days. This is our most recommended method because running is a passive exercise. As long as daily recovery is on point, it is the easiest to persist with."

"Weightlifting requires using a barbell weighing no less than 150 kilograms, completing at least 144 hours of training, that’s 6 days. During this period, the heart rate must remain above 170; it’s the hardest exercise method, but it’s the shortest in duration."

"Rowing is the quickest method, requiring only 130 hours; however..."

Cui Qiao paused and solemnly said, "I strongly recommend you first experience the pain level caused by the cost. When bone and muscle pain strikes, you may be unable to exert enough force to move the oars."

"Then run."

Cheng Ye changed into a quick-dry athletic outfit and touched his still bald head.

Compared to the latter two, running doesn’t actually take long. At a speed of 15 seconds per 100 meters, 2,000 kilometers can be completed in just 83 hours.

Running 16 hours a day, acting like "Forrest Gump," it could be completed in just five days.

Furthermore, weightlifting and rowing require constant heart rate maintenance and intensity monitoring; it’s too troublesome.

Moreover, he is pursuing the offsetting of costs. His physical improvement is backed by acquired physical talents and doesn’t necessitate deliberate weight training.

"Alright, do you plan to run indoors or outdoors?" Cui Qiao asked.

"Outdoors, running in circles here is too boring." Cheng Ye glanced at the testing field; though the space was sufficient, running in circles for 16 hours each day was painfully tedious.

"Then please follow me."

The group ascended to the surface, returning to the front of the building, where the lighting system had already simulated outdoor daylight conditions.

The entire Rebirth Medical space was just 8 kilometers around, requiring only 250 laps to complete the 2,000 kilometers.

The medical team quickly got busy, moving various monitoring devices to set up the area.

Quite ridiculously, they even set up a supply station every 2 kilometers along the way, totaling four.

Each supply station had six staff members on duty: two for monitoring data, two for handling emergencies, and two for providing massage to relieve pain.

Notably, in addition to the regular nutrient paste, there were three types: yellow bag, blue bag, black bag.

Here, Cheng Ye saw a new kind of nutrient paste.

Red bag!

"You mean to say, this bag’s nutrients are equivalent to ten times that of the yellow bag, and also have a powerful anti-fatigue function?"

"Furthermore... it can repair internal damage?"

Cheng Ye stroked the red bag, his gaze indecipherable.

This is good stuff!

Happiness City is indeed wealthy, hiding treasures he previously was not privileged to access.

If he could get hold of a batch of these, he wouldn’t need to drink hundreds of bags like Taotie when synthesizing talents or equipping skills.

"Yes, the cost price for one of these bags is 150 Contribution Points."

Cui Qiao smiled and introduced, "However, as an Inspector of our Happiness City, as long as you do not take them out of the Rebirth Medical area, you can drink unlimited amounts."

Heh.

Said very politely, but still imposed restrictions on taking them out.

Cheng Ye grinned, showing teeth, 150 points would be enough to fill the Collector, and he wasn’t extravagant enough to drink this expensive nutrient paste without consideration.

Yet... if he really wanted to take them outside, given his current status and contribution, applying for a batch shouldn’t be difficult, right?

Cui Qiao didn’t notice his thoughts and continued to remind him of the precautions: "While you run, we will have staff on hand at all times, ensuring no one disturbs you."

"You need not worry about external affairs; all daily information summaries will be placed at your bedside."

"Should you have any needs, feel free to tell me; currently, sixty medical personnel and two hundred forty staff members are dedicated to serving you."

"If you feel pain, press the yellow button on your chest, it’s a temporary pain-relief injection. You can press it once every hour at most; if you really can’t bear it, press the red button, and we will promptly come to the scene to adjust the pain relief plan for you."

"If there are any dishes, fruits, or special flavor foods you wish to eat, you can tell us, and we will make arrangements promptly, ensuring freshness and taste."

"Any entertainment activities or other needs you have can be communicated to us, and we will arrange personnel to serve you, guaranteeing satisfaction."

Having listed all precautions in one breath, Cui Qiao slightly bowed in salute, and all medical personnel behind her also followed suit.

"Inspector Cheng, thank you for your hard work for Happiness City’s development!"

"Even if we have various auxiliary means to help you complete the cost offsetting, the core pain, ultimately, still requires you to bear yourself!"

"Mm."

Cheng Ye nodded slightly.

The panel flickered in front of him; only four hours remained until the enforced execution of the cost.