The buildings in this area, which covered more than fifty thousand mu, weren't all residential.
To be precise, it was a large, integrated district combining housing, medical care, commerce, arts and culture, business offices, and intelligent living services.
It was grandly named Livability City.
According to the information Lu Bai had found online, Livability City had a permanent population of around ten million. There were more than fifteen cities like it in this shelter.
It was easy to imagine just how immense Shelter No. 9 was.
Of course, Shelter No. 9 hadn't been this big when it was first built.
More than sixty percent of its area had been gradually expanded over the course of several centuries.
Even so, it was astonishing.
To put it roughly, it was like digging out half of Hong Kong underground. The manpower and resources required were simply astronomical.
Lu Bai was mulling over these random thoughts when, before he knew it, he had arrived outside a fried chicken shop.
"Big brother, this is the place." Lu Qingyan was excited.
Lu Bai nodded. "Then let's go in."
He'd agreed to go out for a meal because he'd done his research.
The currency used in this shelter was called Livability Coin. It was backed by the United Government and issued by the Shelter No. 9 Livability Bank.
After becoming a student at Deathmatch School, he'd receive three thousand Livability Coins each month. That was Lu Bai's only source of income for now.
But his predecessor seemed to have been very frugal. Lu Bai had checked, and the account in his name had a balance of 43,278.5 yuan. He had no idea how long it had taken to save that much.
Livability Coins had decent purchasing power. If you scrimped and saved, you could get by on