Listening to Dilraba's complete plan, a trace of satisfaction curved Lin Zhiling's lips, and her expression turned cold. She had been looking for an opportunity to please Alex, and now, the opportunity had arrived.
She had long noticed that Alex seed to be interested in Dilraba. Now, Dilraba wanted to escape and had a seemingly feasible plan. If Lin Zhiling could inform Alex of the plan in advance, she would naturally gain Alex's appreciation and favor!
Most importantly, it would show loyalty!
As for the idea of Yinguang Island becoming a refuge, it was entirely Lin Zhiling's fabrication. She had no intention of taking such a risk now!
She knew very well that Dilraba's plan, although seeming to have a great chance of success, also carried significant risks. Moreover, was Yinguang Island really a sanctuary?
There were many people on Yinguang Island, and these people might also turn into zombies. If they hadn't turned into zombies, they could be even more dangerous. If the indigenous people on the island saw a group of beautiful female celebrities seeking help, wouldn't they have ulterior motives?
Many of the island's inhabitants were tourists and fishern. How high could their moral standards be in this post-apocalyptic world without the constraints of law and ethics? It didn't take much imagination to guess what ordinary n might do when faced with beautiful female celebrities.
Right now, Lin Zhiling just wanted to seize the opportunity to win Alex's favor and beco his woman!
This seed to be the best choice for now—she could not only survive safely but also enjoy good food. In this post-apocalyptic world, relying on a powerful man was the wisest and smartest choice!
"Dilraba, your plan is excellent. I think it's very feasible! How about this, I'll cooperate with you. You guys find a way to go up first, and we'll follow later!" Lin Zhiling smiled innocently, appearing harmless.
"Okay!" Dilraba, now with a clear direction, naturally felt confident.
Quietly listening to the sounds from the rest area, the passionate moans and cries inside were still intense and high-pitched.
"There's no ti to waste, so you guys should hurry up and take action!" Lin Zhiling proposed again.
Dilraba nodded and looked at Tong Liya and others on the side, saying, "Liya, Gulnazar, do you want to join ?"
After contemplating for a mont, Gulnazar nodded and said, "Sure! Hotba, this ti let's take a chance!"
Gulnazar was inherently a proud woman. To be honest, accompanying Alex was not sothing she objected to. After all, Alex was a powerful figure, appearing much better than those young and inexperienced guys by many tis in this post-apocalyptic world. In a world where everyone looked disheveled and worn-out, Alex seed refreshing, clean, like a noble living in the slums.
In the pre-apocalyptic era, she might not have considered soone like Alex. However, in the post-apocalyptic world, being able to be with such a man was indeed a great honor.
But she couldn't accept behaving like Fan Bingbing and others, fawning and groveling like dogs to please n. That was too undignified, lacking even the most basic human rights. It was practically no different from being a slave.
Gulnazar couldn't tolerate that. She wanted to live with dignity and freedom. She was willing to take risks with Dilraba to achieve that.
But Tong Liya tightly furrowed her brows, her face full of concern as she said, "I've decided to stay. You all should stay too. At worst, I'll just submit to that person inside! I think he's not bad; he hasn't forced us into anything. When I get food, I'll share it with you."
"Liya! How can you so easily give in? Although that person hasn't coerced us now, judging by his appearance, he will eventually make a move on us. Moreover, in his eyes, we won are like dogs, completely devoid of human rights. I can't accept that!" Dilraba said firmly.
"I don't want to take risks either..." Zheng Shuang tightly gripped her sleeve, speaking in a fearful tone with her head lowered. "My strength is small, and even climbing up would be difficult for . I would only be a hindrance to you all. I... I'd rather stay here."
"Heat Sister... I don't want to leave either..." Ju Jingyi pondered for a mont, listening to the sounds from inside the door, and softly said, "It seems like Fan Bingbing and the others are doing pretty well..."
Ju Jingyi looked at Fan Bingbing, Liu Yan, and others who were enjoying delicacies that they had never dared to imagine in the post-apocalyptic world. She couldn't help but swallow saliva, her mouth watering uncontrollably.
This girl was a typical foodie.
"You guys..." Dilraba said angrily, "How can you think like this? Even in the apocalypse, must we won beco n's accessories? Shouldn't we won have dignity? I believe that as long as we are willing to use our brains and work hard, we can definitely carve out our own new world! Won can also shoulder half the sky!"
Dilraba spoke with so excitent, but the other three remained indifferent.
Are won accessories to n?
Without a doubt, yes.
Tong Liya felt that won were indeed n's accessories.
Before the apocalypse, and even after the apocalypse.
There was no way around it.
From ancient tis to the present, n have been the true masters of power and wealth. Even in ancient tis, won were not even accessories; at most, they could be considered as n's property. They could be freely given away to others, played with at will.
In modern tis, won only began to pursue feminism, relying on n's pity and tolerance. Many won, using their mouths to continuously attack n, sought to dominate society. Little did they know how ridiculous their efforts were.
In Tong Liya's view, those feminists were seeking their own demise! Even as a woman herself, Tong Liya strongly disliked feminist ideologues. These won were not fighting for won's rights but were brainwashed fools influenced by marketing and consurism.
Their actions wouldn't gain them any real power. Instead, it would cause the entire female group to lose even more. Because they failed to understand that in this world, n still control all power and wealth. The most fundantal things are still in the hands of n.
Perhaps so n might beco sycophants to won because they couldn't find a wife. However, those who truly control resources wouldn't care about won's opinions. In the eyes of these n who hold real resources, won are still accessories, still their resources and wealth.
In the past, won had legal and moral protection, and many n would tolerate and defer to protect the weaker group's thinking of accommodating won. But now, in the post-apocalyptic world, all rules have disappeared!
Offending the powerful is equivalent to seeking death!
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