Liora and her group stepped out of their cramped apartment after finishing a simple breakfast. They had discussed their plans earlier, and one thing was clear, they needed more points. Their remaining 700 EUs were barely enough to scrape by, let alone secure a better life.
Looking at that pitiful amount, Liora could hardly imagine how they had survived in the past. The prices in this base were outrageously high, as if the entire system was designed to crush the weak. Food, medicine, even basic necessities—everything came at a cost that seemed impossible for ordinary people to afford.
It was not just about survival anymore. The strong thrived while the weak struggled to breathe. People were like scavengers, always ready to snatch away whatever they could from those weaker than them. There was no kindness here, no hesitation in taking advantage of others.
