When Alex woke up again, it was already afternoon. Xiao Hong had also fallen asleep, leaning against Alex.
Alex almost felt suffocated by the clothes in front of this little one.
Curiously, Alex examined Xiao Hong and found this sleeping little girl to be quite cute,
emanating a sweet feeling. Ever since he knew Xiao Hong was a girl, Alex found her increasingly adorable.
Especially so of Xiao Hong's views.
Completely opposite to those rustic won.
Xiao Hong actually had strong feminist thoughts.
But Xiao Hong's feminist thoughts were different from those of the rural dogs.
Xiao Hong firmly believed that for won and n to enjoy equal rights, they must shoulder the sa responsibilities. If won want equality, they must fulfill the sa duties. If won desire the sa social status, they must put in the sa effort.
For example, in the current post-apocalyptic world, if won want to enjoy the sa status as n, they have to find food on their own, be self-reliant, and fight alongside n to create their own hos. They need to fight side by side with n, earn their position and power through their own efforts.
This is in stark contrast to those rural won who want equal treatnt, or even better treatnt, but are unwilling to fulfill any of their own duties.
Wanting to benefit from n, expecting protection from n, yet clamoring for n to respect and obey them-all because they are won, and they believe they should enjoy such treatnt without fulfilling any duties.
Alex actually appreciated Xiao Hong's feminist thoughts. Won with this kind of feminist ideology seek the empowernt of won to stand alongside n in combat and collaborate in building a ho.
It's similar to the pre-apocalyptic concept of marriage where n and won work together, buy houses and cars together, and build a ho together-rather than simply moving in with sothing in hand and demanding n to buy houses and cars in their nas.
After marriage, these won expect n to cater to their every whim, respect their choices, and assert that their bodies are their own, deciding with whom to be intimate and whom to bear children for. They find various justifications for infidelity.
Xiao Hong believed that such won were not advocates of won's rights but rather puppets manipulated by capital-foolish individuals who didn't work, didn't study, and were ignorant and incapable. They were deceived by so individuals into recklessly spending the hard-earned money of n, presuming it was rightfully owed to them.
In Xiao Hong's view, what rights could such won enjoy? They were simply ridiculous.
According to pre-apocalyptic online expressions, Xiao Hong was like "our team's output." Alex appreciated this well-grounded and correct-thinking good girl.
Since Xiao Hong genuinely cared for him, Alex didn't mind letting her stay and beco his woman, even though she currently looked ssy and sowhat unpleasant. Gently placing Xiao Hong on the table and chair, Alex's figure flashed, appearing once again outside the aquarium shelter.
Inside the shelter, chaos reigned. Many warriors had already died from not having the antidote, succumbing to head explosions. Those who could still hold on had completely lost hope of survival.
In a frenzy, the crazed individuals tied the rustic won to pillars and subjected them to brutal abuse, accompanied by continuous screams. East and Zhi, driven madly, led the team around searching for Alex. After a night of fruitless efforts, they finally gave up. Dejected, East and Zhi sat on the ground, watching as their subordinates went insane, torturing the rustic
won.
Alex quickly estimated that, aside from East and Zhi, there were probably five or six surviving warriors. After a day of rest, dealing with these individuals was now quite straightforward for Alex.
His figure flashed again, reappearing beside East and Zhi. The blade of retribution fell, beheading the dejected East and Zhi. Alex's speed was so fast that East and Zhi had no ti to react and beca souls under Alex's blade.
Upon seeing Alex, the remaining warriors frantically opened fire. Alex's figure flashed once more, appearing next to them. In a flash of the blade, these puppet warriors all beca souls under the blade.
The rustic won, upon seeing Alex, lit up with desperation, weakly calling out to him for help. Alex indifferently collected the bodies of these people into a spatial container. He then turned to look at the rustic won bound to the pillars.
These won disgusted Alex imnsely.
"Do you have the nerve to ask for my help?" Alex sneered, "If it weren't for your own actions, would you be in such a miserable state?"
"Look at your husbands, your n. They treated you so well, but in the end? Isn't it because of your own deeds that they died?" he continued, "You caused their deaths. Don't you feel guilty? Don't you want to atone for your sins with death? Are you really living up to your conscience?"
Faced with Alex's questioning, one rustic woman struggled to defend herself, "Please, save us! Those bootlickers deserve to die. If they weren't so useless, we wouldn't have ended up like this! Handso guy, you're so powerful; you can surely protect us! We'll be loyal to you, serving you like dogs! As long as you save us, we're willing to do anything for you!"
Alex coldly looked at the woman and sneered, "Just based on you? Do you think you have any qualities that would make save you? Do you believe your filthy body is valuable? Even garbage is cleaner than you!"
Alex looked at this group of rustic won with disgust and disdain.
"How can you say such things about us? Are you still a man? At the very least, we are won. n need us to procreate. Without won, can you n continue the human race? Without us won, how will humanity continue?" argued another woman passionately.
"Yeah! This young man, I advise you to save us. We can serve you, provide you with labor, and even help you procreate! You won't lose out! Besides, it's the apocalypse now. Which woman is still considered clean?
So what if we've been with other n? It's better than having no woman for you, right?"
Alex suddenly burst into laughter.
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