The checkpoint consisted of six zones: A, B, C, D, E, and F.
Zones E and F were twice the size of the other four, shaping the checkpoint’s layout: A, B, C, and D lined up in the front, with E behind A and B, and F behind C and D, forming a “front four, back two” structure.
The s...
2025-07-21 10:22:32 +0000 UTC
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"Come in."
A robust voice echoed from the room. Cheng Ye turned, patted Raul’s stiff shoulder, and pushed the door open.
As the North Station’s duty chief, Binn Downs had a spacious 150-square-meter office.
The office was divided into two areas.
The outer area featured...
2025-07-21 10:22:03 +0000 UTC
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The rain roared, water cascaded from the workstation eaves like a curtain, splashing into the drainage ditch and kicking up waves.
The small identity badge bobbed in the current, soon lodging in a clump of sticky yellow mud.
Jamie’s face twisted as if he’d seen a ghost, unsure if ...
2025-07-21 10:20:52 +0000 UTC
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"That’s all I know. If you have any other questions, Inspector…"
"None."
Cheng Ye didn’t press the guards at the entrance, who were clearly at the bottom of the checkpoint’s food chain.
It wasn’t a sudden bout of kindness. Through their brief exchange, he’d already p...
2025-07-21 10:20:22 +0000 UTC
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"Sir, we’ve arrived at the North Checkpoint. Please take your belongings, and welcome to ride again next time."
The driver stopped the bus at a platform 400 meters from the checkpoint, standing to address Cheng Ye.
"My defense comm ID is 41504, surname Tian. If you need a ride later...
2025-07-21 10:19:46 +0000 UTC
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The main district was flooded, and the suburbs weren’t faring much better.
A thin layer of water, just over the shoe tops, swirled in small eddies across the ground.
Cheng Ye trekked nearly four kilometers north before spotting a bus stopped at a platform.
"Sir, due to the sto...
2025-07-21 10:19:16 +0000 UTC
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Boom!
Lightning snaked across the sky, and rain fell like pearls.
The longer the warm, humid air brewed, the more ferocious the downpour when it finally broke.
In the latter half of the night, Cheng Ye jolted awake, leaping up and mentally recalling the charging pendant...
2025-07-21 10:12:22 +0000 UTC
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Leaving the library, Cheng Ye opened the panel and glanced at the charge level.
44%
Based on a full charge of 200 kWh, the 6% shortfall equated to 12 kWh.
"Just this small gap left. I'll charge it tonight at home, and by tomorrow, I'll have enough for one search."
The power r...
2025-07-21 10:10:54 +0000 UTC
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Leaving the shop, his contribution points were completely wiped out, and he was even 7 points in debt.
As slivers of sunlight filtered through the clouds danced on his shoulders, Cheng Ye touched the pickup receipt in his pocket, his excitement lingering.
In the perilous wasteland, a ...
2025-07-21 10:08:17 +0000 UTC
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There were plenty of places in the buffer zone to exchange contribution points for supplies.
For instance, right below the workers’ compound where Cheng Ye lived, next to the Big Meat Cafeteria, there was a supply exchange where many restricted items could be purchased.
But to acqui...
2025-07-21 10:07:32 +0000 UTC
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Perhaps because he had absorbed so much information in a single day, exhausting his mind, or maybe because the room no longer felt so empty, now filled with a touch of human warmth, Cheng Ye slept exceptionally well that night.
For the first time since transmigrating to the wasteland, he fe...
2025-07-21 10:06:43 +0000 UTC
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With Song Yongfeng, the “outsider,” gone, the atmosphere between the two relaxed considerably.
Though their last meeting was a brief encounter when the original Cheng Ye had just emerged from the inner city’s high walls, barely exchanging greetings, Cheng Ye inexplicably felt a sense ...
2025-07-21 10:05:58 +0000 UTC
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Happiness Coins were essential for ordinary residents to settle and thrive in the sanctuary city.
Their value was anchored in the inexhaustible energy from the hydroelectric power station, the minerals around Happiness City that could be mined for decades, the formidable industrial strength...
2025-07-21 10:05:22 +0000 UTC
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The possibility that he hadn’t crossed to another world but had instead traveled through time was good news for Cheng Ye.
It meant his roots were still on this planet. Perhaps one day, if he gained enough power to return to the ruins of Yang City, he could find the rental apartment he onc...
2025-07-21 10:04:53 +0000 UTC
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If the S-1 virus was a natural disaster, unpredictable and impossible to prepare for, then the S-2 virus was undeniably a man-made calamity, born from human greed and the primal yearning encoded in our genes.
“Whoa, isn’t this the Armored Titan from Attack on Titan?”
Fl...
2025-07-21 10:04:12 +0000 UTC
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As a modern person, Cheng Ye was no stranger to libraries.
He couldn’t count how many days and nights he had spent hunched over, frantically typing papers.
He never imagined he’d encounter a library in the wasteland.
Though its exterior was shabbier than even some rural elem...
2025-07-21 10:03:34 +0000 UTC
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Since he had already been assigned to the “death sentence” of the north and south rapid inspection posts, Cheng Ye simply skipped work, too lazy to even call the checkpoint remotely to request leave.
The north and south gates were managed by the Eastern and Western factions, respectivel...
2025-07-21 10:03:08 +0000 UTC
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Dark clouds hung low, and figures hurried by.
As the only workers’ compound far from the main district, the Fertilizer Plant Workers’ Compound exuded a solitude that clashed with the buffer zone’s usual bustle.
For many, the reason to settle here was simple and straightforward.<...
2025-07-21 10:02:08 +0000 UTC
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The call was from none other than the checkpoint’s station chief, Ding Yishan!
Cheng Ye was genuinely surprised.
In his two months since transmigrating to the wasteland, he’d never met this mysterious chief.
Searching his predecessor’s memories, he’d only seen Ding once,...
2025-07-20 17:31:33 +0000 UTC
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[Dear Happiness City residents, good morning!]
[This is Happiness City’s Morning Radio, joining you at 6 a.m. sharp. I’m your host, Little Sun, hoping to pack warmth and joy into these airwaves for you!]
[First, let’s check the weather. Look outside, a playful storm is gently bl...
2025-07-20 17:31:06 +0000 UTC
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Talent?
On the bus home, Cheng Ye rubbed his aching ribs, abdomen, arms, and thighs…
Alright, every part of him hurt.
“This isn’t talent, it’s all my sweat and effort!”
Cheng Ye’s lips curled into a smile.
Though painful, he relished it.
Compared to...
2025-07-20 17:30:38 +0000 UTC
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“Power rises from the hips, strength surges from the waist, energy flows through the arm, and force reaches the fist’s edge.”
“A weapon is an extension of the body. Train until it feels like a limb, with strength coursing through your blood and intent unifying your body, to glimpse ...
2025-07-20 17:30:17 +0000 UTC
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Conveyor Belt 7.
Western faction inspector Garcia roared, slamming the desk with a loud clatter.
“A family of paupers with nothing to offer! Happiness City isn’t a beggar’s shelter. You welfare-chasing parasites, damn leeches, should’ve gone to hell sooner!”
The man in...
2025-07-20 17:29:45 +0000 UTC
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Lunch followed the usual routine: two packs of nutrient paste for protein and carbs, plus a piece of malt candy for quick sugar.
Cheng Ye couldn’t bear to eat the synthetic jerky Liu Bi gave him, saving it as a strategic reserve for emergency energy during external duty.
After lunch...
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The night grew dark, gradually enveloping the wasteland.
Cheng Ye returned to the Workers’ Compound, climbing the stairwell to the fifth floor of the tenement building and unlocking the security door at the end of the corridor.
The single room, just over ten square meters, held only...
2025-07-20 17:28:45 +0000 UTC
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"This nutrient paste has no real nutrition, just tricks your stomach. If you keep drinking it every day, you’ll end up with some deficiency disease."
Taking the five coins, Uncle Dong shook his head, pulled out a small stool, and sat across from Cheng Ye.
"Your dad left you a decent...
2025-07-20 17:28:20 +0000 UTC
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"I wished for a stable iron rice bowl job, but I didn’t say it had to be in a wasteland!"
How did he end up transmigrating?
At the age of 26, during a graduate school reunion, egged on by friends, Cheng Ye half-jokingly made a wish: to quickly find a high-paying, stable "iron rice b...
2025-07-20 17:27:41 +0000 UTC
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July, the height of summer, with the sun blazing fiercely.
The asphalt road curled into scaly patches under the intense heat, each crack embedded with thick, menacing vines.
A man, gripping a short knife, laboriously hacked through the obstructing vines, following the roadside signs.<...
2025-07-20 17:27:14 +0000 UTC
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The largest logistics company in the Blue Star Federation was Dongfeng Logistics.
Whether it was the phone Su Yuan won from the Pinbaobao platform or the roasted geese sold during the livestream, they could all be delivered within twenty-four hours.
Once the dragonscale roasted goose ...
2025-07-19 11:31:29 +0000 UTC
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Su Yuan didn’t set the price of the blue pill at two thousand yuan arbitrarily.
In this era of universal cultivation, the alchemy and artifact-refining industries were highly advanced. Take body-refining pills, for example, aside from those beast-grade muscle enhancers, there were plenty ...
2025-07-19 11:30:58 +0000 UTC
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