18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 251

The community had a decent harvest. The potatoes were all good quality and quite uniform in size.

Together with the seed potatoes they'd planted, the two of them had harvested around 2000 pounds of fresh potatoes.

Satisfied that everything was in order, Stella returned the solar generator to Eastwood Eden.

Just as they were about to leave, Mark called them over, "The villas in Newtown are almost complete. I happened to see some wealthy folks secretly choosing their houses at the community center yesterday.

"There are only 50 villas in the first phase and construction materials are scarce, so no one knows when the second phase will begin. I suggest you go choose your house as soon as possible."

Stella was taken aback. She hadn't expected the need to rush. She'd been naively waiting for an official announcement.

Why would the authorities insist on building villas when there was such a shortage of materials? Of course, it was all about payback. They had seized factories, land, and assets from the wealthy and business owners and had to provide something in return. Why did a three-bedroom villa cost 50,000 points? Because from the very beginning, it was not intended for the average person. The 50,000 point price tag was just a way to raise the bar so that the lower-class survivors couldn't reach it. "Thanks, Mark."

They set off for Newtown, bumping along the rough roads.

Stella asked, "Are there any second phase villas in Newtown?"

Jasper pondered, "I don't think so, but there are plans for second and third phase condos."

There was no choice. Only a handful could afford villas and the authorities had to cater to the lower-class survivors. So it wasn't as simple as saving enough points to live in a villa. Stella had a bad feeling that the prospect of getting a villa seemed slim.

Purchasing a house was never a simple matter. Those with connections had already chosen their homes before the sale began. Meanwhile, the honest folks who waited for the sale to start, even if they lined up at three in the morning, faced the disappointing reality of sold- out signs.

They hadn't been to Hope Bay in two months and the changes were dramatic. Construction was in full swing and the half-built houses were a dull gray.

80 square feet where you could

well planned, all simple dirt

bustling with people earning points and exchanging goods. After a bit of wandering, they finally found the inconspicuous property center where two employees were dozing off. Stella politely said, "Excuse me, I'm

look up, "They're not on sale yet. Go back and wait for the

most of them already chosen? What does the

employee on the right looked up, "How

"50,000 points."

points. This batch is not available for those with 50,000 points. Wait for the next batch."

but under the same conditions, priority is given to those with

community center, Stella would have already drawn her knife. What a sham, the final interpretation

people wouldn't solve the problem. There were

bottles of bourbon from

"Ahem, you're lucky, there's only one house left." Stella didn't believe her. They were probably all

and Stella quickly pointed to a villa in a prime location, "I

diplomatically said, "That one costs 500,000

50,000

Although the blueprints were the same, anyone savvy knew something

employee drew three circles on the blueprint, "You can

they were the picked-over

must have provided significant help to the government. Recognizing the reality,

out her point card and

be paying in fine grains or coarse grains? Coarse grains are double

rice and corn, while coarse grains were sweet potatoes

Stella said, "Half

the rest. Fortunately, they had a harvester and a peeling machine, otherwise, the work would have been overwhelming. The paperwork was handed over, and the employee instructed, "Make sure to