CHAPTER 169: TRENCH INHUMANITY COMES WITH A MOBILE MANSION

Upon hearing this, Jing Shu laughed. It just went to show that one should never fear being too flamboyant or conceal too much and thereby lower one’s standard of living. Life was always goading you, showing you just how inhumanly extravagant and excessively luxurious others could be. There was no "most luxurious," only "more luxurious."

My purpose in this life isn’t to be ostentatious, but to ensure my own comfort. I want to live a life free from trouble, yet also unafraid of it.

"Shall we go and take a look?" Wu You’ai’s eyes twinkled.

"Let’s go." Jing Shu was also curious to see just how many of these outlandish, wealthy characters from the apocalypse remained.

After all, the bulk of the tidying up was done, leaving the remaining chores to Third Aunt and Mr. Jing (Jing Shu’s father). Grandma Jing was busy preparing lunch, and Mr. Jing (Jing Shu’s grandfather) was making folding stools from wooden planks. Everyone seemed occupied.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Jing was on the phone, repeating herself several times due to the poor signal, "Yes, yes, we are in Zone Z, Cave 5!"

Zone Z, Cave 4 was significantly larger than Cave 5, and currently, many onlookers had gathered. Just seeing their setup was impressive: three trailer-style RVs were being towed by an off-road vehicle, with a truck following behind.

Over a dozen workers were busy, with one person directing them. A generator rumbled nearby, and its lights brilliantly illuminated the cave.

By the time Jing Shu and Wu You’ai arrived, a stage roughly one hundred square meters in area and about thirty centimeters high had already been constructed. It was covered with a red carpet. Workers were erecting frameworks and unloading stacks of foldable light-steel panels from a cart.

Jing Shu knew these were container houses. In the past, similar structures were quickly erected as temporary disaster relief shelters. It was said that Huaxia could build enough prefabricated housing for tens of thousands of people within half an hour, provided there was flat ground.

However, a luxurious, upgraded version of container houses later became popular, with a single set costing millions and proving quite favored among the wealthy.

"Are they building a house here?"

"It looks like it! Wow, they even have sofas, a large round bed, a bathtub, an LCD TV, and a refrigerator! Is this person really planning to build a proper house here?"

"I never lived this extravagantly even before the apocalypse..."

Just then, the door of one of the trailer-style RVs opened. When people peeked into the modest ten-square-meter interior, they gasped in awe at the decor.

This particular RV was a KTV model. A popular singer’s performance echoed from a large screen, filling the cave with music. Inside, booths were casually laden with an assortment of food and drinks, a tantalizing sight. However, the two large, pale-white snakes kept at the very back of the RV made people gasp again, this time in shock.

At that moment, a woman descended from the vehicle. She wore high heels and a red dress, her subtle and elegant makeup making her appear strikingly endearing, stunning everyone. Wasn’t this woman the popular singer currently on the screen?

"Well? Are you satisfied with the environment here? You’ll have to make do for a few days, my little darling."

The man behind her publicly grabbed and groped the woman, clearly enjoying caressing her in full view of everyone. The thought of how these celebrities, who had once seemed so lofty and untouchable on screen, now had to curry favor with him and submit to his desires, intensely aroused him.

Qin Feifei seethed internally. Just two months before the apocalypse, All China had launched a massive crackdown on tax-evading celebrities, arresting many under various pretexts. Unfortunately, this man held damning evidence against me. If I hadn’t painstakingly curried favor with him, I would likely be one of those ’reforming’ in prison right now. I must find a chance to kill him! No, that’s too easy. I’ll make him repay the humiliation I’ve suffered this past year tenfold, a hundredfold!

Outwardly, however, Qin Feifei said shyly, "I do like it very much, but there are so many people... I don’t like them staring at me..."

"If Feifei doesn’t like it... then we’ll just change locations," Zhou Daheng said, then unceremoniously hauled Qin Feifei off to another RV.

Shortly thereafter, the RV began to rock rhythmically. They commenced their indescribable activities, accompanied by equally indescribable sounds.

"That celebrity has it rough, doesn’t she? After the apocalypse, she’s just become a rich man’s plaything."

"Even if she’s a plaything, look at how well she eats and dresses, and how much she seems to enjoy life! What woman wouldn’t want to live like that?"

Jing Shu shook her head. Those who managed to evade arrest during the crackdown two months before the apocalypse usually fared quite well afterwards. Some even managed to secure backing from the military.

While everyone was watching the construction and speculating about the identity of this family who could afford such luxuries, even more shocking news arrived.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Quick, go look at the square! They’ve transported entire villas over there, a whole row of them! It’s freaking awesome!"

"Stop kidding! How could they move a villa that weighs hundreds of tons after it’s built?"

"You’re so behind the times, aren’t you? Light-steel villas don’t need foundations. They can be easily dismantled and moved, making transportation a breeze!"

Another crowd of people rushed towards the square. Wu You’ai, eager to join the excitement, went too, and Jing Shu followed.

She had, of course, experienced such a sensational event in her previous life.

In her previous life, around this time, she had just spent a miserable night in the cave. Cold and hungry, she’d barely slept. Then, news arrived that someone was so extravagant they were moving entire villas into the area. Naturally, she had gone to see.

And then she witnessed an unforgettable scene, one that remained just as shocking in this life. A two-story villa was effortlessly moved into the square. They worked with incredible speed; in less than five minutes, an entire villa was assembled, looking as if it had been originally constructed on that very spot.

In less than an hour, the square was transformed into a district of trendy, upscale villas. The advantages of these mobile homes were numerous: aesthetic appeal, energy efficiency, excellent insulation providing warmth in winter and coolness in summer, and resistance to earthquakes and typhoons.

After the apocalypse, some people had the means to bring their mobile villas wherever they went. It was a level of luxury... Jing Shu had been incredibly envious of it in her past life.

Compared to that, my setup is rather modest. I only managed to bring an RV.

Wu You’ai watched, practically drooling. She was dying to see who could possibly afford to live in such villas. However, Mrs. Jing called, asking her to go and meet Uncle’s family, who had also come seeking refuge, so Wu You’ai had to abandon the idea.

The square was packed with people. Although the heavy rain continued to fall, the daytime temperature had climbed back to 35°C. People stood in the rain, ate their food, and enjoyed the spectacle.

Jing Shu soon found Uncle and his family. They were soaked to the skin, accompanied by about three hundred people from a residential area they were responsible for as visiting specialists. The staff had merely issued them a pass card and then paid them no further attention, a far cry from the treatment Jing Shu’s household had received.

Along the way, these people gazed at the transported villas with the same intense envy Jing Shu remembered feeling in her previous life.

"We’re in Zone Z, Cave 7. It seems pretty close to you guys."

"I know that spot. I’ll take you there," Jing Shu offered.

As the large group passed the luxurious container houses in Cave 4, expressions of envy once again flickered across their faces.

So, it seems someone like me is considered merely ’rich.’ Someone like Zhou Daheng, with his luxurious shipping containers, is ’inhumanly wealthy.’ And those with entire mobile villas...?