Jing Shu looked at the vacant expanse of land. Besides accommodating two mobile villas, there was enough space for a large vegetable garden, a cattle shed, and a pigpen, allowing for more cattle and pigs. She nodded in approval. "This is good, but what's the price?"
Fatty Liu wiped his sweat again and chuckled, "Land in the South Sea is only for lease, not for sale, as per national regulations. Our boss paid a great deal to secure a thirty-year usage right for the entire Dock Port. Moreover, this plot is in the newest and cleanest developed area of Dock Port, so the lowest we can go is five hundred thousand Virtual Coins per year."
My goodness, it's the apocalypse! There might not even be a next year, yet some big shot is renting land for thirty years, especially in the precarious South Sea. They'll probably lose everything, down to their pants!
Jing Shu shook her head internally; it wouldn't be many years before the South Sea became uninhabitable again.
