Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 967 - 768: Drifting in Shangjing Entertainment

Chapter 967: Chapter 768: Drifting in Shangjing Entertainment

Nakamura Mizuki woke up from her free accommodation.

Up until she fell asleep yesterday, she was pondering where the enemy was, only to barely return to normal now. She didn’t even know the ultimate mystery of the universe, so how could she know where the enemy was?

Enemy, where?

A simple five-word phrase is actually a complex philosophical proposition.

We are born penniless, without natural allies, but with natural enemies, it’s just that we never realize where the enemy lies, hence the confusion.

Go find it, find your enemy. Nakamura Mizuki mused.

That robot has taught me a lesson. Nakamura Mizuki sighed. I never expected that I wouldn’t know the answer to this important question after so many years.

It seems I really need to put in the effort to find where the enemy is.

If it hadn’t asked, I probably wouldn’t even contemplate where the enemy is.

Activating her eyes’ recording function, Nakamura Mizuki scrutinized the room she was in and made the corresponding report.

"This is a standard one-room apartment, 20 square meters in size." She got up, walked around the room, observing, "At the main entrance, there is a plastic parcel locker that can hold up to 1 cubic meter of items. Larger items will be collected from the delivery station at the base of the building."

"There are three alarm devices, all within easy reach. The circuits are intact, high-quality, and almost impossible to damage. Retina-verified alloy door locks greatly increase security, lucky for me I still have one eye’s retina left." Nakamura Mizuki checked each alarm panel.

Just a wave of the hand summons security personnel, and the panels are also used to seek help for fire and damage to belongings, ensuring the residents’ health and safety.

"The room provides a large shoe cabinet, wall cabinet, and overhead cabinets, all of considerable volume and good quality. On the West Coast, I have a 65 square meter apartment. Even if I bring all the goods there, this place can accommodate them all." Nakamura Mizuki looked around.

"It seems to be a part of local customs to always provide a combined shower and soaking bathtub in even the narrowest of bathrooms. There’s an exhaust fan and a skylight at the top, very safe." She moved on to the bathroom.

Alongside the corridor is a small kitchen equipped with a free induction cooker, cutting board, vegetable sink, and freezer.

Nakamura Mizuki checked the extended living room again.

"The relatively ’huge’ strip-shaped tatami-style living room allows for entertaining guests with space for laying out a futon on one side. To avoid heat loss, the apartment has centralized heating, the temperature cannot be adjusted personally, it’s set to 22°C, which is quite a good treatment." Nakamura Mizuki rolled up her bedding, tucked it into the closet, it was her first time sleeping on the floor, and it felt okay.

Nakamura Mizuki went to the balcony to observe the scenery outside.

This is the renowned Shangjing 24th District, originally a huge sinkhole destroyed by supernatural Magic Power, now a model project for land restoration and urban transformation.

Including the free apartment she was in, most of the buildings are modularly produced, rooms are designed to standard sizes, hence they can expand like building blocks, and they are also cost-effective.

Nakamura Mizuki could easily tell which parts of an apartment were produced first and which parts were made later.

"It’s interesting, I thought Nestor Corporation would offer a series of honeycomb-like dwellings, letting people live in cramped spaces of 6 to 10 square meters to maximize land-use efficiency. This is what many media have sensationalized, claiming that Nestor Corporation’s free housing is a modern prison. But it’s not the case, they provide decent homes ranging from 20 to 100 square meters, the exteriors smeared with unnecessary rainbow colors, seemingly to lift spirits, personal assessment: somewhat effective." Nakamura Mizuki gazed at rows of brand new modular large housing.

They are as beautiful as colored crayons, arranged with geometric beauty.

She looked around and realized that she really only needed so much space to live in.

square meters is enough. Nakamura Mizuki tried rolling around in the living room a few times, jumping on the spot, making sure there was enough room for exercise.

Since the Nestor Corporation provides work equipment, she only needs to place a lightweight office area in her residence, get rid of the desk and chairs prepared for guests, as she was not going to entertain at home anyway.

Then, should I give up the apartment I purchased for 500,000 Taixi Dollars on loan and move to Shangjing, to live in such a decent free small room. Nakamura Mizuki concluded.

In such a comfortable place, I can calm down and think about more things.

No wonder people here speak so leisurely, not in a hurry at all.

It turns out they live in such a comfortable and leisurely place, without feeling rushed.

Very much... leisurely.

There are places like this in the world, Nestor Corporation... very peculiar, very impressive. Nakamura Mizuki had to admit.

To build such good living quarters for free and then give them away to the homeless, it sounds unbelievable, but when you think it’s Nestor Corporation, it seems normal.

She went downstairs and saw A40 sitting by the snow-covered roadside, snowflakes piled on its helmet.

It was now in a suit of light Armor, the breastplate covered the front like fish scales, and the red helmet sported two long feathers, just like a Middle Ages Samurai, missing only a flag at the back to identify friend from foe.

"So, do you know where the enemy..." A40 pressed Nakamura Mizuki.

"I’ll spend my lifetime looking for the answer." Nakamura Mizuki said.