Unlike other more primitive worlds, because local timber was so expensive, most houses here were not made of wood.
Stone, along with underwater coral that had a similar texture after petrification, served as the main building materials.
Yet unlike the sturdy, orderly brick, stone, and reinforced-concrete houses of the present day, these were more like "building blocks" pieced together, possessing the rugged, retro beauty of Ancient Greek architecture from before the Common Era.
The house Lu PingAn currently rented was already considered high-end. At least the rooms were spacious, the gaps had been filled with mud, and a layer of greasy biological paint had been applied, carrying a faint scent of spices.
Still, the red "Double Happiness" paper cutout on the window not only made Lu PingAn feel as though he had returned twenty years in time, but also made him wonder whether something had gone wrong with this spread of culture.
".Interesting."
Lu PingAn closed the latest "newspaper." With timber being so expensive nowadays, there was nevertheless a great deal of cheap paper around. It seemed certain forces had put considerable effort into this.
He stood and relit the extinguished incense.
The house was extremely damp and carried a rather unpleasant smell. Incense had practically become a necessity of life.
Yet this small detail alone gave Lu PingAn much to reflect on.
"Life has gotten a lot better than before. They've started pursuing quality of life."
Normal people would not seek comfort in their rooms when they could neither eat their fill nor dress warmly.
Just as normal politicians would not stand before victims of a food crisis and shout, "How can you not care about environmental protection at all?"
The bed was soft, and although he could not identify the material of the bedding, it felt quite good