Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 523
Chapter 523: Chapter 89: Status Soars, Inspector Cheng’s One Small Step!
The recruitment begins at two thirty.
It ends at six thirty after four hours.
However, the recruitment work at point 32 officially ended at five forty, with all five hundred spots already given out.
Among the thousand still in line, there are many simple and diligent households, now showing regretful expressions.
Many children even started to cry, looking helplessly at Cheng Ye.
“It’s such a pity,” Cheng Ye stood up, placing the empty badge box under the table. “If we could open up recruitment, we could set up the foundation of Dapo Town in just a day.”
But there’s no way around it.
Good things have always been in demand, and until now, no inspector has been able to make such a spectacle.
The most they do is get some cheerleaders to help with advertising. Who else sets up model homes and brings in three hundred militia for support, along with three veteran Pioneer Soldiers to teach survival skills?
“Long, make sure everyone doesn’t leave yet. I have something to give out.”
Cheng Ye quickly sat down at the typewriter, his fingers swiftly flying, soon typing out a line and printing a hundred copies.
The paper contains only one sentence:
[Present this note to enjoy priority approval for future Dapo Town package recruitments]
“Link, can you help cut these slips… Oh, do we have a stamp?”
Link was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head.
He’s just a small clerk; how could he have such a high-level item representing status like a stamp?
This reaction made Cheng Ye regretful for a moment; he had planned so many details, yet missed this one.
Just as he was pondering whether to add some unique patterns as a mark, the Western inspector from the neighboring tent number 31 suddenly approached, “Inspector Cheng, I have one here.”
He took out a tube-like object resembling lipstick from his pocket, opened the lid, and the bottom was engraved with a pattern and two words:
Colin.
“Nice to meet you, Colin Ashton,”
Colin said as he extended his hand. Although he’s a Westerner, he doesn’t look typical; instead, he looks somewhat like a minority from the old era, with eyes that are particularly impressive.
“Hello, Cheng Ye.”
Cheng Ye shook hands with him, handed the stamp to Link, and then walked over to the tent number 31, where he greeted Colin’s partner ‘Daile’.
Both are second-stage inspectors, assigned to the not-so-competitive Nan Village, a place similar to Dapo Town with two groups competing.
If Cheng Ye hadn’t caused such a big commotion to divert people, their competition with group 17 would have been quite tough.
Now the situation has reversed, the recruitment at tent number 31 is very healthy, and they also recruited some families, ranking in the top five of all the tents.
This gives them a huge advantage right from the start for the upcoming field and practical assessments!
“Thank you, Inspector Cheng.”
Daile’s Mandarin was very standard, with a familiar broadcasting tone, “If we can pass the assessment, I hope our two satellite cities can have more interactions in the future.”
Cheng Ye was taken aback, quickly drew from his memory this voice’s source, surprised: “Did you report the evening news?”
“Oh, Inspector Cheng recognized my voice?” Daile couldn’t help but smile, “It’s both a personal hobby and a station arrangement. Involving news from the inspection station, they often let me report to avoid the radio station’s staff saying the wrong things or misrepresenting messages.”
“Oh, long time no see!” Cheng Ye quickly extended his hand, and they shook hands again.
Since the Void Mist dissipated, he occasionally listened to the Little Sun channel for fun, but never missed the serious evening news, often adjusting plans based on information from it.
Hearing that standard broadcasting tone, he thought it was an Eastern person, but it turned out to be a stereotype, with Western inspectors involved in broadcasting.
Surprisingly, once their hands were together, Daile also expressed with fascination:
“Inspector Cheng, actually, it should be me saying long time no see.”
“Hmm?” Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows.
“The songs you sang… whether they were spread from the Inner City or the recently popular ‘Old Boy’, they’ve already reached other Super Shelter Cities in the Fire Alliance!”
“What?!” Cheng Ye’s heart skipped a beat.
Goodness, his impulse to copy literary works is really spreading everywhere. Won’t he get reported?
But then he thought, even if they find out the songs are from the old era, what can they do?
Who in this wasteland doesn’t love browsing magazines from the old era or digging up information from it?
A song that’s ninety years old isn’t really a big surprise.
“Next time Happiness City has an anniversary celebration, maybe we can share the stage.”
Daile smiled and added, “In the future, it won’t just be held in the Inner City, but also in the Buffer Zone and Satellite Cities, possibly becoming a landmark event attracting local nomads and other migrants.”
That’s a bit exaggerated.
Honestly, occasionally going up to sing a song and flaunting a little is acceptable.
But being on stage to sing and organizing events is truly not Inspector Cheng’s style.
Yet as Cheng Ye turned his head, he couldn’t help but say with a smile, “Inspector Wang, come quickly, I want to introduce you to two inspectors!”
He doesn’t like being in the spotlight, but Wang Kang does.
If there’s really a celebration at the Satellite City in the future, the more lively it is, the more it showcases strength. Having Wang Kang take the lead is perfect.
Wang Kang was counting the people; upon hearing this, he quickly ran over, “Brother Cheng, what’s up?”
“This is Inspector Daile, from Nan Village, who reported the evening news,” Cheng Ye introduced, “Daile, this is my partner, Wang Kang.”
“Inspector Wang, nice to meet you.” Daile extended his hand to shake with Wang Kang, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, “I’m also familiar with Inspector Wang’s songs, though often his emotions overpower the tune…”