Wasteland Border Inspector
Chapter 585 - 207: Destruction Level Calamity, Emergence of Immortal Objects
Beep.
Beep beep...
A pickup truck with the police department insignia smoothly drove into the Central Inspection Station, eventually stopping in front of the station master’s office building.
"Director Liu, what brings you here?"
Jiang Chuan, who was organizing materials on the first floor, looked up and immediately saw Liu Kun striding in from the entrance, his face exuding a spirit never before seen, with even a spring in his step.
"I came to see Old Ding, where is he?" Liu Kun asked casually, his gaze sweeping over the office staff’s heads, "It’s past your shift time, why are you all still working overtime?"
"Oh, the station master is in the office, today is the opening of the second batch of Satellite Cities, and there are still some materials yet to be organized." Jiang Chuan quickly stood up, guiding Liu Kun swiftly toward the stairs.
Thud, thud, thud—
"Come in." Ding Yishan’s voice came from the office.
The door opened.
When Ding Yishan looked up and saw that it was Liu Kun following Jiang Chuan, he immediately stood up in surprise, "Director Liu, what brings you here at this hour?"
"Listen to yourself, isn’t it normal for me to take a round at the inspection station?" Liu Kun said with a smile as he came in, sniffing, seemingly unused to the heavy indoor smoke.
Suddenly, he raised his hand with a wave.
All three windows of the office simultaneously "swished" open, and a fierce whirl of wind swept through the room.
As the whirlwind circled the room, miraculously, not a single page of the materials on the desk was disturbed, yet the dense smoke disappeared within seconds, and the air instantly refreshed.
"Whoa, Old Liu... did you come here specially to show off your skills tonight?" Ding Yishan was momentarily surprised but then chuckled, his tone becoming more cordial.
Hmm?
Jiang Chuan paused inwardly, secretly astonished.
The change in address hinted at many subtleties.
Previously, Liu Kun and Ding Yishan always called each other "Old Ding" and "Old Liu" at the inspection station, even after Liu Kun entered the Inner City police department, their relationship did not grow distant.
But at some unknown point, possibly after Liu Kun was repeatedly frustrated and suppressed in high-level meetings, Ding Yishan subtly shifted to calling him "Director Liu."
Yet today, unbelievably, after years, that familiar address returned.
Sure enough, Liu Kun’s smile deepened, and with a laugh, he turned to say, "Chuan, go downstairs and bring up the good wine I brought, tonight I want to have a good drink with Old Ding!"
"Hey, Old Liu, we can’t drink today, I still have a pile of work to deal with..." Ding Yishan quickly interrupted.
"No worries, just a couple of drinks, it won’t interfere with work." Liu Kun waved casually, taking a seat unreservedly on the sofa in the guest area, and even poured himself a glass of water.
Seeing this, Ding Yishan could only shake his head helplessly and walked over to sit down, "You didn’t come to find me right after a breakthrough, did you?"
"Hey, you really understand me." Liu Kun’s face flushed with pride, which he couldn’t hide, yet unlike before he didn’t summon the Flame King to show off but instead turned the conversation with some reflection, "It’s only after losing something that people realize its value. Now that I’ve finally regained some freedom, I feel so refreshed!"
"Freedom..." Ding Yishan pondered the words, suddenly laughing, "If even the Extraordinary claim to lack freedom, then ordinary people must feel even more trapped, right?"
"It’s different! What they seek isn’t the same as what we seek, it’s fundamentally different."
Liu Kun took another sip of tea, his face once again full of satisfaction, "In the past, just moving around the outskirts of Happiness City was nerve-wracking, let alone going far into the Wilderness. Now, as long as I return to the city within three days, there’s no issue at all!"
"Three days..." Ding Yishan repeated, looking surprised.
Ever since affirming his beliefs, he no longer deliberately avoided information related to the Extraordinary.
And given his position as the station master of the Happiness City inspection station, obtaining some secrets about the Extraordinary was actually quite easy.
The vast majority of Extraordinary beings are bound to spend their lives confined to the Shelter City.
Not only because the source of their beliefs needs the Shelter City basis for sustenance but also because they need the shelter of the city’s immense living aura to conceal themselves.
The reason is simple.
The S4 virus, although not completely eradicated, can still be detected as residue in the air.
But the new S5 virus, or more precisely, the S4.5 variant of the still-mutating S4, emerged over time.
Up to the present day.
Each remaining source of infection is essentially a different S4.5 virus.
The so-called "parasite" is these viruses spreading to humans through infection sources.
Just as different Immortal Objects can impart different powers, the S4.5 virus spawned by various infection sources also presents diverse external manifestations.
Some resemble the highly contagious S1 virus, others cause strong mutations in individuals like the S2 virus.
And for the Extraordinary, the most important to beware of are the peculiar "maternal sources" that have inherited the S4 virus’s traits specifically to hunt them.
In the eyes of these maternal sources, Extraordinary beings are as conspicuous as big light bulbs in the dark.
Only by hiding in the aura of hundreds of thousands of people in a Shelter City can their glow be concealed.
"So when you use your powers outside, it doesn’t shorten this three-day period?"
"No, it only allows for temporarily concealing our aura. Once action is taken, we must quickly find a Shelter City to hide in."
Liu Kun shook his head, his tone becoming more serious, "Actually, encountering wild maternal sources is fine, we can always have a direct confrontation. What’s truly feared are the bizarre objects created by the structured hybridization among Extraordinary from the old era for the sake of contests. When they made these ’Immortal Objects,’ they might have been so proud, but who would’ve thought they would leave so many troubles for later generations? Now we are left to clean up this mess..."