My Ability Pool is Superior-Chapter 69 - 68: Change

This area, covering over fifty thousand mu, doesn’t only consist of residential buildings.

To be precise, it’s a large integrated area combining residential, medical, commercial, arts and culture, business offices, and intelligent living services.

Naturally, it’s called the Habitable City.

According to the information Lv Bai found online, the permanent population of Habitable City is about ten million, and there are more than fifteen such Habitable Cities in this shelter.

One can only imagine the sheer scale of Shelter Number 9.

Of course, Shelter Number 9 was not this large when it was initially built.

Over sixty percent of the area is the result of gradual expansion over several centuries.

Yet, it’s still astonishing enough.

Roughly comparing, it’s like digging out half of Hong Kong underground, the manpower and resources expended were astronomical.

As Lv Bai pondered these miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, he unknowingly arrived at the entrance of a fried chicken shop.

"Brother, it’s this place." Lv Qingyan said excitedly.

Lv Bai nodded, "Then let’s go in."

Since he dared to agree to eat out, of course, he already did some research.

This shelter uses a currency called Habitable Coin, endorsed by the United Government and issued by No. 9 Habitable Bank.

After becoming a student of the Death Struggle School, you get a monthly allowance of 3,000 Habitable Coins, which is Lv Bai’s only income at the moment.

However, his predecessor seemed quite frugal. Lv Bai checked, and the account balance was 43,278.5 Habitable Coins; how long it was saved, no one knows.

Keep in mind, the purchasing power of Habitable Coins is not low; with frugality, one can survive on 1,000 per month, though relying on cheap synthetic food would be necessary.

Incidentally, because of the mastery of heavy element technology, they aren’t short on energy, a fact visible from the never-closed holographic sky curtain.

Consequently, natural vegetables, fruits, and meats are extremely expensive.

Although it’s not to the outrageous extent of fifty thousand for a loaf of bread, they are almost in the category of luxury items, easily costing several thousand to tens of thousands for a meal.

Fortunately, such high-end restaurants won’t open in the Habitable City.

No matter what kind of restaurant it is within the Habitable City, they all sell synthetic food.

"What would you like to order?"

Seeing Lv Bai enter the shop with a child, the waiter immediately approached with the menu, showing a welcoming attitude.

Lv Bai discreetly released his hand and asked, "What do you want to eat?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"A double set meal," Lv Qingyan quickly replied.

It was evident that although coaxing Lv Bai to eat out, he didn’t intend to spend frivolously.

Perhaps because of Lv Bai’s amiable nature, the waiter promptly reminded them, "Since it’s a new opening, Death Fighters and children under five can enjoy free meals."

If it’s free, why not?

Lv Bai winked at the little boy.

Receiving the hint, six-year-old Lv Qingyan nodded solemnly and turned to the waiter, "Hello, I am a Death Fighter."

Waiter: "..."

After a brief moment of silence, Lv Bai smiled understandingly, "There’s no such thing as a five-year-old Death Fighter."

"Ah, haha, yes indeed."

The waiter awkwardly agreed, feeling like these two siblings were treating him as a fool.

...

In the end, they still got the free meal.

Anyway, the free meal wasn’t worth much, just a piece of synthetic chicken breast and a cup of an unidentifiable carbonated drink, serving as a promotional offering for the new opening.

"Are you full?"

Leaving the fried chicken shop, Lv Bai held the little boy’s hand and casually asked.

"Very full," Lv Qingyan chuckled.

Most shops along the street were of entertainment nature, yet most did not exhibit much vigor in people.

Such is life in the Habitable City, where the lower class sees no hope yet lacks the strength to rebel.

If you ask someone what they live for, probably the unanimous answer would be "I don’t know."

Hand in hand, they walked for a few minutes, when the little boy suddenly, somewhat troubled, said, "Brother, I feel like you’ve changed quite a bit."

Sidestepping a passerby, Lv Bai calmly asked, "Changed a lot?"

The little boy nodded vigorously.

"Yes, a lot."

"In what way?"

"Well, emmm..."

Lv Qingyan wrinkled his slightly chubby face into a frown, racking his brain, "You used to teach me not to lie."

"Don’t like this change?"

"No, brother used to be like a fool."

Lv Qingyan shook his head like a rattle drum.

Lv Bai slowed his pace, jokingly saying, "Maybe that’s because I’m not your brother."

"Huh?"

The little boy was baffled and scrutinized Lv Bai closely, "You are."

Lv Bai chuckled without meaning, "Let’s go home."

...

When they got home, the holographic sky outside the window was already dotted with stars.

Children get sleepy early; after washing his face and brushing his teeth, he didn’t last long on the sofa before dozing off.

After thinking for a moment, Lv Bai got up and carried the little one to the bed in the bedroom, tucking him in.

After doing all of this, he didn’t linger in the bedroom but quietly left, slowing his steps.

There were only two beds in the bedroom, and the other one was obviously for a girl, so he naturally wouldn’t sleep there.

Finishing his own washing up, he lay down on the worn-out sofa, continuing to browse the forum on his phone.

There was simply too much information about the Deathmatch System to digest in one sitting, so he could only absorb as much as he could.

He couldn’t recall exactly when he fell asleep, probably too tired that he slipped into unconsciousness unknowingly.

The night passed uneventfully.

The next day, morning.

Lv Bai gradually woke up on the sofa, his mind groggy.

Upon checking his phone, seeing it was not yet six, he decisively lay back down, trying to catch some more sleep.

Unfortunately, it seemed his biological clock was quite stubborn; after tossing and turning for over ten minutes, he still couldn’t fall asleep.

Finally, he sat up, rubbed his face twice, and reluctantly shook off the remaining drowsiness.

Afterward, he just sat idly on the sofa.

It’s still early before school starts at eight.

After all, the total journey from his place to the school district is only half an hour.

From a preliminary understanding, there are ten Death Struggle Schools within Shelter Number 9.

The sixth school district, where he currently studies, is nearly at the bottom in terms of teaching quality out of all ten schools.

School selection is mutual; the school selects students, and students also select schools.

Ending up in the sixth school district must have been his predecessor’s choice purely for proximity to home.

Otherwise, even with physiological defects, with an initial talent as high as eight, getting into a top five school would’ve been no problem, if not top three.

Bang bang bang~

After seven, Lü Ziyi pushed the door open, her face filled with fatigue; her usual indifference towards Lv Bai softened significantly after a night shift.

She tossed her backpack down and tiredly waved him towards school, "It’s time for you to go to school."