On the desolate wilderness, the biting wind howled like ghosts. Yang Li, Liu Pan, and Wang Lan were frantically fleeing for their lives, disoriented and driven by the instinct for survival, making their steps unsteady and mechanical.

"Sister Yang! Sister Yang! I can't run anymore... I really can't run anymore!"

Liu Pan's voice was choked with sobs, almost tearing her apart. She looked back in despair; in the dark distance, it seemed as if an invisible behemoth was about to devour them at any moment.

"That Lin Feng is a devil! He really will kill us! What should we do now?!"

"Stop crying! If you keep crying, you'll attract the monster!" Yang Li shouted sharply, but her own voice trembled uncontrollably with fear.

Her heart was pounding like a drum, her lungs were burning, and every step felt like walking on a knife's edge.

"What do you mean, what do we do? Run! Run to a place where he can't find us! As long as we live, there is hope!"

"Hope? What hope is left!" Wang Lan also broke down. She stopped, grabbed her hair with both hands, and screamed hysterically, "Zhao Defu is dead! He died right in front of us! We have nothing left! Food, shelter, everything is gone! Where can we go? To die?"

Seeing the two completely break down, Yang Li's fear was ignited by anger. She rushed over and slapped Wang Lan hard across the face: "Shut up! You piece of trash! What's the use of saying all this now? Did I tell you to follow me? Who was it that kept calling you 'Sister Yang' and expecting me to give you a good life?"

She was panting heavily, her eyes flashing with a crazed light, as she forced herself and the others to cheer up: "Listen! There's always a way out! There are plenty of men in this world! If we can't rely on that barbarian Lin Feng, we'll find another one! Someone stronger than him, or even dumber than him!"

"As long as we have these faces, as long as we are still women, there will always be fools who will treat us like treasures!"

However, her inspiring speech was interrupted by a chilling sound mixed with the stench of decaying corpses and maniacal laughter.

"Hiss... Hehehe... Hehe..."

The sound came from all directions, cold and sticky. From the surrounding grass, pairs of eerie green eyes lit up one after another, like will-o'-the-wisps burning in the night, carrying undisguised hunger and cruelty.

It's Shi Xiaoli!

The direction they fled in unexpectedly led them straight into Corpse Laughing Hyena's hunting grounds!

Dozens of laughing corpse hyenas slowly emerged from the darkness, their mouths wide open, revealing jagged, white teeth. Thick, foul-smelling saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths, forming an impenetrable encirclement.

"No...no..." Liu Pan and Wang Lan looked at the group of monsters that had emerged from their nightmares, their legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground. A warm, foul-smelling liquid instantly soaked their pants.

Yang Li's face instantly turned deathly pale, all color drained from her. Like a trapped wild beast, she tried several times to break through the gaps in the encirclement, but each time, she was forced back by several stronger, faster corpse-laughing hyenas. One of them even left a deep, bone-revealing claw mark on her calf.

The excruciating pain and despair were like two giant hands, gripping her throat.

On the verge of a complete breakdown of her rationality, she remembered her ultimate weapon that had been invincible in the online world, and the countless fans who had been easily swayed by her and worshipped her.

As if grasping at the last elusive straw, she mustered all her strength and unleashed her most familiar and confident roar at the relentlessly closing in on the Corpse-Laughing Hyena:

"Don't come any closer! All of you, stop right there!"

Her screams were particularly jarring in the silent wilderness, even causing several of the laughing corpse hyenas to hesitate for a moment.

Seeing the results, Yang Li's spirits lifted. She straightened her back and transformed back into the feminist leader who once pontificated and criticized everything online:

"You can't eat me! Do you understand? We are women! We are a vulnerable group that needs to be protected!"

"Look at you! A bunch of ugly, filthy male monsters who only know how to use violence! Your behavior is oppressing women! It's disrespectful to life! I'm going to post you online! I'm going to mobilize all my sisters and let everyone see your disgusting faces! I'll put you on trial by public opinion!"

However, her response was a sudden pounce from a laughing hyena! Its target was not Yang Li, but Liu Pan, who was closest to it.

"Ah!" Liu Pan only had time to let out a short scream before the monster pounced on her and knocked her to the ground, its sharp teeth instantly severing her throat.

Immediately afterwards, the hyenas swarmed forward.

"No! Sister Yang, save me! Save me..."

Wang Lan's cries were abruptly cut off. She watched helplessly as Liu Pan's body was torn to pieces in seconds; the agonizing sounds of flesh tearing and bones shattering were the last things she heard. The next second, several hyenas pounced on her.

Yang Li flailed her arms wildly, her brain unable to process the bloody and horrific scene before her; she could only instinctively and hysterically continue with her ridiculous "boxing" theory:

"Stop! You barbaric beasts! Did you hear me? I am a noble woman! How dare you? You are challenging the bottom line of civilization! You are disrespecting women!"

A particularly large hyena, seemingly the leader of the pack, strolled slowly toward Yang Li, who was too terrified to move.

It tilted its head, its eerie green eyes filled with cold mockery, enjoying the last struggle of its prey.

Fear and excruciating pain blurred Yang Li's vision, but she did not give up. She reached out, pointed at the leader, and roared with her last strength, "You...you let me go...I can give you...give you everything you want...Don't you...don't you know how to cherish a woman?!"

The leader was annoyed by her words. It opened its foul-smelling mouth, bit down hard on Yang Li's right arm, and then flung it away!

"Aaaaaaah!"

A searing pain shot through Yang Li as she felt her arm being ripped off her shoulder.

She fell to the ground, writhing in agony, her blood staining the earth beneath her.

In the midst of excruciating pain, the shadow of death completely enveloped her. In the final moments before her consciousness was swallowed by endless darkness and agony, an absurd piece of knowledge—something she had once seen in an animal documentary and long since forgotten—struck through her mind like the most malevolent curse—like lightning.

Hyenas... seem to be... a matriarchal society... the supreme ruler of the group is always... the strongest female...

It turns out... my boxing style was targeting the wrong opponent from the very beginning...

There really are people in this world who don't buy into this...

These were her last thoughts as she remained in this world. Then, the hyenas swarmed around her, completely engulfing her.

High in the sky, the Radiant Winged Falcon Chasing the Wind and the Moon Chasing the Moon calmly watched the bloody feast below, which had long since ended.

After confirming that there were no more survivors, they gracefully changed direction and flew back to the shelter like two silver shooting stars.

When Lin Feng learned the result from their mental communication, he simply wiped the newly sharpened dagger in his hand without even looking up.

He glanced at Qin Lan and Su Wanqing, who looked tense beside him, and a cold, sarcastic smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"What a pity, these beasts have no respect for women."

These seemingly casual words struck like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of all the women in the shelter hard.

Xiao Mei, who was standing not far away and processing herbs, trembled violently upon hearing this, and the herbs in her hands fell to the ground.

She recalled how she had once completely believed Yang Li's story. If it weren't for Lin Feng's mercy back then, she might be one of those people being devoured by hyenas, leaving no trace of her body.

Qin Lan and Su Wanqing exchanged a glance, both seeing lingering fear and relief in each other's eyes.

Qin Lan took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "They... brought this upon themselves. If they hadn't repeatedly provoked them, they wouldn't have ended up like this."

“Yes,” Su Wanqing echoed with lingering fear, “They’ve made the art of stirring up emotions online their survival strategy, but they’ve forgotten… that it’s worthless in the face of real danger.”

Lin Feng sheathed his dagger, stood up, and calmly swept his gaze over every woman present.

"remember."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear: "In this place, what will allow you to survive is not your gender, not your tears, and certainly not those vague theories. It is your hands, your worth, and whether you understand the meaning of 'obedience'."

“What I need are partners who can work and create value, not parasites who only complain and take. You all saw what happened to Yang Li and the others. I hope you never make the same mistake they did.”

After saying that, he turned and walked towards his wooden house, leaving behind a group of women who fell silent.

They all lowered their heads and worked even harder at their tasks.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows of their busy figures. In their eyes as they looked at Lin Feng's back, besides deep-seated fear, there was an even stronger sense of awe and complete reliance on the strong.

The harsh reality taught them the most profound lesson.