The bus stopped at the entrance of a gate, with a plaque hanging on it, reading "Living Area" in large characters.
"Are you newcomers?"
Two men were standing at the gate, scrutinizing the group.
This family was neatly dressed, obviously well-off, and the men instinctively showed a bit more politeness.
People who can maintain such propriety in the apocalypse are not ordinary.
"Yes, we're new here. Could you tell us the requirements for living here?" Bai Anhai asked gently.
Under the eaves, one must bow their head!
"A single room is one crystal core per month, a three-room two-hall apartment is ten crystal cores per month, a villa is one hundred crystal cores per month," the gatekeeper glanced at their bus, "You can enter without renting a room, anywhere that's open space can be used for parking."
Many people, to save their crystal cores, drive in and sleep in their cars at night, saving wherever they can.
