Chapter 302 - 257: It’s the Same No Matter How Many Times You Are Reborn

Chapter 302: Chapter 257: It’s the Same No Matter How Many Times You Are Reborn

At that moment, his nephew, Song Xingyuan, pondered these strange phenomena and offered a bold speculation.

"Uncle, I think Yu Dong is in trouble. It must be hard for him to get a message out... Otherwise, there’s no way he’d stay silent while his plans are being ruined. And that dangerous matter he mentioned..."

"Hmm... The question now is, who put him in danger? And where is he?"

The uncle and nephew exchanged a look. They both realized at the same time.

"Shanship Heavy Industry."

"Xingyuan, take a few men and keep a close eye on those people! Wait for the right moment to make your move."

He couldn’t let anything happen to Yu Dong. If there really was a next life, his own son would be waiting for the vaccine Yu Dong was supposed to develop!

...

Wang Dingbei was patrolling D Port in Huangyang Port with Jing Yanwei, taking the opportunity to survey the terrain.

Suddenly, he spotted some familiar-looking figures in suits.

They were entering the railway office near D Port.

This was the terminus of the Huangtong Railway and the starting point for shipping routes to other southern cities.

D Port was a massive coal transshipment hub.

It was highly automated and the largest of the four ports in Huangyang Port, connecting the Huangtong Railway on one side to oceangoing freighters on the other.

Wang Dingbei wondered, ’If an apocalypse really does happen, could this railway be useful?’ The answer was that it would be very difficult.

He would have no way of knowing the railway’s operational status at the time. He couldn’t have people set up the routes in advance, much less dispatch professional railway engineers to patrol the stations and ensure their safety.

’Getting the system itself up and running isn’t a huge technical challenge, but... coordinating the personnel is too complex. And ideally, you’d need to control the routes you want *before* the apocalypse hits.’

That was something far beyond the abilities of a simple local cop like him.

’But still, why did those men look so familiar?’

"Wei, take a look at those guys going into the Huangtong Railway office. Don’t they look like... Yin Shuangyang’s lackeys?"

"They do, a little."

"Come on, let’s go see what kind of trouble they’re stirring up..."

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing, Officer Wang?" Jing Yanwei grabbed Wang Dingbei’s arm. "I know you want to nail Yin Shuangyang, but... his people are doing legitimate business now. He’s one of the city’s biggest taxpayers. Why go looking for trouble with them?"

Everyone in the police force knew about the feud between Wang Dingbei and Yin Shuangyang. Rumor had it that Wang Dingbei was once the designated successor for the captain of the criminal investigation division. But then he was knocked down to a beat cop at their local precinct. His superior, Captain Ma, was also implicated and his career stalled. The two of them had truly run up against the toughest wall in Yanhai City.

But the more that was the case, the less he could afford to be impulsive, or he’d just be handing them another excuse...

"Do I look like an idiot who lets his emotions run his brain? Let go, let go... I’m just going to see what they’re doing here at this hour."

Wang Dingbei knew Yin Shuangyang wasn’t in the coal business. ’So what are his men doing at the railway? And why so many of them...?’

’Are they planning to ship some kind of illegal cargo?’

Wang Dingbei had a gut feeling: where there’s smoke, there’s fire.

’If the apocalypse doesn’t come, and I can get some dirt on Yin Shuangyang... that would be another good deed to credit to Yu Dong.’

...

"Qiao Yunliang! You’re a commander, and you actually believe this absurd, unscientific nonsense about an apocalypse? You want our Wilderness Battle Corps to cooperate with you? Pre-deploying my men outside the city... You’ve really got some nerve, Qiao Yunliang!"

"Moving troops without authorization... My men and I would all end up in a military tribunal!"

"If something goes wrong, who’s responsible? Can you take that responsibility? You think you have more than one head on your shoulders?"

"If we weren’t old classmates... I’d report you myself. You can forget about being a commander and go home to raise pigs!"

The high-ranking commander on the other end of the line furiously hung up on Qiao Yunliang.

Qiao Yunliang felt helpless. He had already called his old classmate three times.

The first time, the man thought he was proposing a military wargame and had chatted with him cheerfully for quite a while.

The second time, he thought there was a special exercise from high command that required his cooperation.

It was only on the third call that he realized... Qiao Yunliang had lost his mind.

’Moving troops without official orders from a superior in this country!’

Then he had chewed Qiao Yunliang out.

"Shao, I’ve tried everyone. No one is willing to take responsibility... I’ll make a few more calls. Forget preparing for the apocalypse; at this rate, I’m afraid I’ll be called in to report to my superiors within the next two days."

In the end, every conversation these past two days came down to a single question: "Can you bear that responsibility?"

Who could?

If you did nothing and disaster struck, it was everyone’s problem.

If you acted and nothing happened, you were finished.

On top of that, not a single one of the lottery numbers Qiao Yunliang had given them yesterday was correct.

They had all called him an old fraud.

He felt terribly wronged.

’Who would’ve thought Yu Dong could predict the lottery once, but not a second time?’

Advisor Shao, however, was not anxious. "It’s alright. Just by mentioning it, you’ve planted a seed. It might not work now... but it can blossom and bear fruit in the future."

"I hope so."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK~

Lin Mo knocked and entered.

"Reporting, Sir! I’ve completed the plan on how our district can prepare for the apocalypse with minimal disruption. Please review it!"

Lin Mo came forward, holding a detailed proposal.

"Good. Let’s see what the all-star of our Yanhai City Military Region has come up with for a plan."

This time, Yu Dong was simply too terrifying.

The passphrases were all correct, and he could even see the future.

Although yesterday’s lottery numbers were wrong, Qiao Yunliang felt it was understandable. After all, so much had changed these past few days. ’What if one of Yu Dong’s idiot friends bought a ticket and changed the outcome?’

Most importantly, Qiao Yunliang and Advisor Shao had seen with their own eyes and heard with their own ears as Yu Dong laid out the post-apocalyptic events one by one. The timeline, the logic, the official data... it was all perfectly coherent.