Wasteland Border Inspector

The streets completely cast from alloy were seamless, with every inch exuding a cold metallic sheen.

A step on them, the sound of tapping spread in the emptiness, giving a reassuring sense of security from the soles of one’s feet.

A hand brushed across the cheek.

The air was filled with a clear coolness, almost eerily clean.

Clearly just a high wall, yet it blocked all scents and smells from the Buffer Zone outside.

Stepping through the high wall into the Inner City, the scene before them was completely different from the memories of the Firewood Shelter City.

No towering skyscrapers, no densely packed buildings; most of the view consisted of small buildings two to three stories high, like those small remote counties of the modern day.

Not large and complete, but small and beautiful.

The buildings nearest the high wall were a row of six-story residential western-style buildings, with light beige walls covered in green vines, roofs laid with dark red tiles, and spacious yards with wooden tables and chairs in front of each building.

The side of the western-style buildings facing the street had the first floor set up as various shops, large and small.

The shop fronts mostly had natural wood-colored frames paired with transparent glass doors, handmade door screens hung above, some embroidered with tiny flowers, others adorned with colorful bells that jingled lightly in the breeze.

Handmade leather goods store, bookstore, tailor shop, flower shop, theater...

Cheng Ye’s gaze stretched far, ultimately landing on the landmark of the Inner City, a broadcasting center as tall as twelve stories.

Its light gray outer walls paired with enormous glass curtain walls reflected soft light in the night.

On the Wasteland, every inch of space meant hope for survival; such low-density building layouts were unimaginable waste.

According to the density of Firewood Shelter City, this area could at least hold three to five times more people.

But here, no one was bothered by space utilization.

Because the core goal of Happiness City’s Inner City was never about accommodating more people, it was about ensuring each person living here had enough space and comfort, to feel what truly was a small but certain happiness.

"How great, such a comfortable feeling..."

Wang Kang’s face was full of nostalgia, wholly immersed in the unique atmosphere of the Inner City, even his eyes softened.

Cheng Ye felt more a sense of novelty; although in memory, he was not unfamiliar with these places, this was still his first time stepping into the Inner City personally.

It’s just a pity that they had to go to the medical point first and couldn’t wander around, seeing what the Inner City was like today, leaving him with some regret in his heart.

Before long, two medical transport vehicles arrived slowly.

The medical staff carefully placed Luokuke and Garcia onto the first vehicle, followed by Cheng Ye and Wang Kang boarding the second.

The Inner City didn’t have complex medical facilities, only two medical points.

One was the Inner City Medical Center for ordinary residents, the other was the "Rebirth Medical," which was unattainable for the average person.

Neither his past identity nor Wang Kang, even his current identity, would not grant him access to Rebirth Medical unless he made significant achievements.

Furthermore, the Inner City was divided into four zones.

Centered on the Gate of Happiness, the left side of the Inner City was the residential area where everyone could freely move about.

The lower right corner was the research area, requiring certain permissions to enter. With the identity of an Inspector’s offspring, the past self had visited twice.

But the upper right corner’s administrative area was off-limits to idlers.

Only until now did they consider it their first step into the administrative zone of the Inner City.

The current scene looked no different from the Inner City’s west zone, still alloy-paved streets with various shops along the road, occasionally interrupted by several grand buildings, presumably independent functional institutions.

No one was there to introduce the functions of these buildings, with Luokuke on another vehicle, Cheng Ye could only quietly observe and memorizes everything around him.

Suddenly, the front of the medical vehicle dipped slightly as if it lost horizontal balance.

Cheng Ye’s brow moved slightly, the doubts since his transmigration and combing through prior memories finally had an answer at this moment.

The space surrounded by the Happiness Giant Wall wasn’t large, sufficient for tens of thousands to live and reside.

The space within the Happiness Giant Wall wasn’t vast, enough for tens of thousands to live comfortably, yet even without entering the administrative area, one could approximate the total area and deduce that many Inner City buildings weren’t above ground.

Indeed, this validated the presumption: Happiness City’s secrets were not on the surface, but hidden underground.

The past self even wondered why the Inner City floor was paved with alloy; looking back, preventing infection sources was just one reason, more importantly, the underground had long been completely hollowed!

Before them, the alloy ground slowly cracked open, revealing a sloping path extending downward.

The two medical vehicles, one after the other, smoothly descended into the slope.

Immediately, the surrounding light dimmed sharply, and the windows of the medical vehicle were coated with a layer that blocked vision, as if one suddenly put on dark sunglasses.

Even with Cheng Ye’s eyesight far surpassing ordinary people, he could only vaguely see the outer walls heavily dotted with entrances of varying sizes through the coating.

Somewhat resembling a subway station layout, yet not completely identical.

After the medical vehicles entered the passage, they were no longer self-driven, but as if they had entered a predetermined track, automatically proceeding along it.