People who lived in the apartments of Banana District owned at least one or two properties in the city. It was normal for a single apartment to house about a dozen people, unless someone was wealthy and influential enough to have a whole apartment to themselves.
The bare-shell apartments were rudimentary, with doors long since pried off and exchanged for work points. They contained nothing but a lightbulb. There were no blankets or clothes; many people had been wearing damp clothes for days.
Well, don't even think about having dry clothes this year. Even if clothes finally dried after days of not touching water, they would still get moldy. One had to choose between moldy clothes and wet clothes.
Imagine some people were even assigned to the eighteenth floor; climbing stairs daily wasn't just an inconvenience but also a waste of physical energy and food.
"Let's go. Let's go check the basement."
