Transmigrator's Guide to Conquering Another World Chapter 409 - 386: Housing Allocation (Conclusion)

"Son, did you really get allocated a house?"

On the way to the employee housing, Huang Yusheng explained the whole incident in detail.

Lin Guii and her husband couldn’t close their mouths the entire ti.

House.

Such a simple yet weighty term.

Especially in this chaotic world today, a house is almost an unattainable luxury for ordinary people.

Huang Yusheng’s mory of a house dates back to his childhood at the age of seven, while Lin Guii’s mories of a house also stopped twelve years ago, a nightmare for the family.

In fact.

After being gathered in Chixian City, Lin Guii’s family actually had a chance to acquire a new house.

A few months back, Chixian City announced a plan for affiliated villages.

As long as refugees willing to return to farming registered, Chixian City would provide them with a basic dormitory — at that ti a group of farr representatives even went to take a look.

But returning to the land ant giving up the iron rice bowl of factory work.

This risk was quite significant.

At the ti, Huang Yusheng’s family discussed for several days and even analyzed it with so other neighbors.

In the end, they decided to stay in the city and continue working as employees.

After all, compared to farrs with no guarantees, workers at least had so stable inco regardless of circumstances.

Once that decision was made, a house was basically out of reach for Huang Yusheng’s family.

Yet, unexpectedly, a few months later...

Their son actually got a house of his own because he t the score requirents?

Faced with his still incredulous parents, Huang Yusheng didn’t know what to say.

He could only hold his sister’s hand, scratch his head shyly, and chuckle:

"Hehe..."

Following Liang Guangping’s instructions, the residential area of the employee building was located next to an ancient well in the west of the city.

But actually, even without this landmark, the employee housing was easy to recognize — the building had seven floors.

A seven-story building could be found everywhere locally, and the word "ubiquitous" wasn’t even enough to describe how common such structures were.

It was basically a case of opening your eyes and seeing it wherever you went.

But in the Damo Realm, the situation was different.

High-rise buildings in Chixian City were not nurous.

Most had layouts of one or two stories, with few above three stories.

Before the arrival of the rabbits.

The tallest building in the entire city was the Wei Family’s Scripture Pavilion, with just four floors.

That was one reason why Chixian City occupied an area of over ten square kiloters but initially had just over ten thousand people.

So when a cluster of more than ten seven-story buildings appeared...

Forget about landmarks, they were landmarks themselves.

Take this mont for instance.

The group had just turned a corner past a rice shop, and they saw those beige buildings not far away.

Even though Huang Yusheng had previously seen the move-in video on the notice board, he was still a bit dazzled by the sight of these ’tall guys’:

"Such tall buildings..."

Looking at the well-decorated employee building in the distance, its exterior unblemished.

Lin Guii sidled up slightly closer to her son and asked:

"Yusheng, is this building really for us to live in?

I must say, the richest in the village couldn’t live in such a beautiful house, could they?"

Upon hearing his mother’s question, Huang Yusheng felt slightly anxious.

But recalling the agreent he signed with Liang Guangping and the keys in his pocket, a surge of courage filled his heart:

"Mom, of course, it’s true, Huaxia People wouldn’t deceive us!"

Then he looked at his father:

"Dad, let’s go over."

Huang Yusheng’s father, Huang Lizhu, was an honest farr who usually spoke little.

Due to his background, he habitually walked with his body slightly hunched, sticking close to the sides of the street.

On this important day.

This farr still didn’t say much, but his posture was notably more upright — he continually reminded himself in his heart that no matter what, he couldn’t embarrass his son at this mont.

Seeing his son speaking, a trace of expectation flashed across Huang Lizhu’s tanned face.

He gently nodded:

"Alright."

Then the family adjusted each other’s collars and sleeves and walked hopefully towards the community gate.

This ti, the fifteen buildings opened by the rabbits were part of one community, managed in a closed-off manner.

That ant subsequent phases of worker housing wouldn’t be allocated within this existing community but would form separate communities elsewhere.

The first phase’s community was nad Fanhuali, with only one entrance:

It was a standard open-close tal gate, about three to four ters high.

Next to it were two side gates about 1.5 ters tall, and beyond them was the community’s enclosed wall.

The main road of the community connected to a newly planned avenue, with the side roads also being upgraded to concrete roads.

So there wasn’t much concern about the traffic flow.

At this mont.

The entrance of the community was crowded with onlookers, bustling with activity.

Walking the few dozen ters to the entrance felt like walking a runway back ho — even more stringent than walking a runway.

Because even if you fell on the runway at Victoria’s Secret fashion show back ho, you could still buy a trending topic afterward to clear your na and maybe marry into wealth.

But that wasn’t possible here at the community entrance.

Entertainnt in the Damo Realm was relatively limited, and it was common to find elderly folks chatting with their small stools at resettlent sites.