Chapter 82 Going all out is the greatest respect for a woman



Faced with Lin Feng's ferocious demeanor, Yang Li finally broke down. Tears streamed down her face, and in a hoarse, tearful voice, she almost screamed, "Why are you so cruel? We...we just want to live! Why won't you save us?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng sneered, his laughter as piercing as an ice pick, filled with endless mockery.

"cruel?"

He repeated the word, then took a step forward, closing in on Yang Li, his voice suddenly turning cold and penetrating: "When a woman takes the initiative to attack me, it means she sees me as an opponent. At this moment, my all-out attack is the greatest respect I can show a woman!"

He paused, his eyes filled with a kind of incomprehensible "confusion".

“You cry and shout for women’s rights, equality, and respect. Fine, I respect you. I consider you as evenly matched opponents, as warriors I can fight.”

“I treated you like enemies, responding to your challenges with my greatest strength. Isn’t this the ‘respect’ you’ve always craved? Why are you unhappy now?”

Every word Lin Feng spoke was like an invisible knife, piercing Yang Li's heart.

She felt an unprecedented sense of absurdity and shame.

The "feminism" she speaks of is the hope for protection and preferential treatment, for help when vulnerable, not for being treated like a man or ruthlessly slaughtered like an enemy when facing life-or-death situations!

"Can those be the same?"

Yang Li roared hysterically, her voice sharp and shrill with anger and despair.

"What's different?" Lin Feng looked at her with a sneer.

"Lin Feng!"

Suddenly, Yang Li mustered all her strength and screamed, her voice becoming exceptionally shrill and piercing with excitement, "You devil! You cold-blooded executioner!"

This sudden outburst surprised Lin Feng, who raised an eyebrow slightly.

Why didn't you help us? Why did you stand by and watch us die?

Yang Li's eyes were bloodshot, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, mingling with the grime on her skin and making her look even more disheveled. "So many of us died! So many of our sisters died! It's all because of you! You killed them all!"

She cried hysterically, as if trying to release all the pain and fear she had endured during this time.

The women behind her were also affected, and began to sob softly or glare at Lin Feng with resentful eyes.

Lin Feng listened quietly to her accusations, his expression unchanged, still chillingly calm.

After Yang Li's voice gradually faded due to exhaustion, Lin Feng slowly spoke, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority: "On what grounds?"

These three simple words weighed heavily on Yang Li and the others' hearts, like three towering mountains.

"What... why?" Yang Li was somewhat taken aback, not expecting Lin Feng to react this way.

She thought Lin Feng would either deny it outright or make some excuses, but she didn't expect him to ask so directly.

"I ask you, why should I help you?"

Lin Feng's lips curled into a mocking smile. "What am I to you? Father? Husband? Or savior?"

"Because...because you're a man!"

Yang Li finally found her logic, which she had rehearsed countless times in her mind. She straightened her thin chest, trying to appear more confident: "We are women! In this damned wasteland, women are the weak! It is only natural for men to protect women!"

"Oh?" Lin Feng's mockery deepened. "Just because I'm a man doesn't mean I have to help you or protect you. What kind of self-evident right is that? Who decided that?"

"This is...this is a rule that has been in place for thousands of years! It's a responsibility that society has bestowed upon men!"

Yang Liqiang argued vehemently, her voice rising again in agitation: "We women have been oppressed for thousands of years by the patriarchal society represented by you men! We are the victims! You men are all guilty of original sin against us women!"

Upon hearing familiar terms like "patriarchal oppression" and "original sin," Lin Feng couldn't help but sneer.

"Very good, you explained it very well."

Lin Feng nodded, seemingly agreeing with her, but the mockery in his eyes became even more obvious: "I admit that in the past, many women have indeed been treated unfairly, and patriarchal society does have many drawbacks. However..."

He abruptly changed the subject, his voice turning icy and sharp: "Then what does that have to do with me?"

“Go find whoever oppressed you. Seek justice from whoever wronged you.”

Lin Feng took a step forward, and an invisible pressure made Yang Li and the others involuntarily retreat: "You keep saying you're oppressed by patriarchy, fine, go find those 'patriarchs' who set the rules, what are you doing here with me?"

"Just because I am male, am I obligated to pay for your 'misfortune' over the past few thousand years? Am I obligated to unconditionally support and protect you?"

"You...you're just making excuses! You're trying to shirk responsibility!"

Yang Li was speechless, her face turning pale and then red. She tried to refute him, but found that her logic was so weak and powerless in the face of Lin Feng's simple, blunt, and to-the-point question.

"Shifting blame?"

Lin Feng sneered, "What responsibility do I have to shirk? Did I steal your food? Or exploit you? From the moment I came into this world, I have always adhered to the principle of equal exchange. Qin Lan and the others exchanged their labor for the necessities of survival. Although it was hard, they survived and lived with dignity. And what about you?"

His gaze was like the sharpest knife, scraping across Yang Li and the faces of the women behind her: "Besides complaining and blaming others, besides using that outdated and flawed 'gender accusation' to morally blackmail you, what else can you do? Have you made any decent efforts for your own survival?"

"I……"

Yang Li was speechless, and for a moment she didn't know how to refute it.

You said men have original sin.

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly turned deep, and his tone carried a complex emotion that no one could tell: "Then I'd like to ask you, when I, Lin Feng, was abandoned by my mother as a child, wandered the streets, starving, and suffering endless scorn and bullying, where were you, these high and mighty 'independent women,' these women who claim to represent the 'oppressed group'?"

"Shouldn't you women also bear the 'original sin' of 'lack of maternal instinct' because of my misfortune?"

These words struck Yang Li's heart like a heavy hammer.

She never imagined that this cold and ruthless man in her eyes had such a hidden past. But her inherent stubbornness and arrogance made her unwilling to admit defeat easily.

"That...that's different!"

Yang Li forced herself to say, "You are you, and we are us! We are facing a survival crisis! As a capable man, you should..."

"So we should treat you like ancestors, serve you the best food and drink, let you do whatever you want, and then we'd expect you to criticize us for doing this wrong or that wrong, right?"

Lin Feng interrupted her without hesitation, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain, like the sharpest whip lashing at Yang Li's already battered self-esteem.

"Now, in this world, there is no longer the 'patriarchal society' you speak of to oppress you, nor are there any 'rules' to bind you."

Lin Feng looked around, his voice as cold as an icicle in winter: "Haven't you always pursued independence, freedom, and gender equality? Very well, now your chance has come. Didn't you survive? Although you were a bit disheveled, at least you're still breathing. Doesn't that prove your 'ability'? That's good, keep it up, isn't it?"

Yang Li and the others were speechless.

Lin Feng's gaze was like a sharp blade, scraping across their faces one by one, filled with undisguised sarcasm: "What? Speechless? Do you really want to record my current words and actions, post them online, add a few inflammatory little essays, saying that I am a complete 'slut,' utterly wicked, and then mobilize your idle 'little fairy' sisters to drown me in spittle, force me to my death, force me to apologize?"

He chuckled, the sound particularly jarring on the silent snowfield: "Oh, I forgot, there's no internet here to seek justice for you, no platform to let you distort the truth, and certainly no scoundrels who will stand by your side without asking any questions and take your side!"

“Your ‘boxing’ skills, which work perfectly in the greenhouse, will probably fail here.”

Yang Li and the others' faces flushed red instantly, then turned ashen. Every word Lin Feng spoke was like an invisible slap across their faces.

Expose their deepest desires to the light of day, then crush them mercilessly.

The intense sense of humiliation and the anger of helplessness made their bodies tremble uncontrollably, yet they couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Every word Lin Feng uttered was like a poisoned knife, precisely piercing the most vulnerable spots of Yang Li and the others. Their proud "theories" were shattered in the face of cruel reality and Lin Feng's merciless revelations.

"You...you..."

Yang Li trembled with anger. She wanted to refute and curse, but all her words seemed so pale and ridiculous in the face of Lin Feng's all-knowing gaze.

Just then, a woman behind Yang Li, who had been silent all along but whose eyes held the most venomous resentment, suddenly raised her head and shouted in an almost neurotic, shrill voice: "We are women! We are inherently weaker than men! You men have all the advantages in physical strength and resources! This world is unfair to us women! You men deserve to die! All men deserve to die!"

This woman had completely fallen into a kind of paranoid fanaticism. She waved her thin, bony fists, spitting as she began to vehemently accuse the entire male population, her words filled with all sorts of extreme and illogical "boxing" rhetoric, such as "all men are potential rapists," "men are wrong to breathe," and "all disasters are caused by men"...

Her performance not only failed to elicit any sympathy from Lin Feng, but instead brought the disgust and impatience in his eyes to a fever pitch.

"So noisy!"

Lin Feng let out a cold shout, and his figure flashed like a ghost!

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Several crisp, loud slaps rang out almost simultaneously!

Yang Li and her three companions each received a solid slap to the face!

The force was so great that it sent them spinning halfway around on the spot, their vision blurring, blood gushing from their mouths and noses, and their ears ringing. For a moment, they forgot the pain and forgot to continue their ridiculous "accusations."

"Thump!"

Several women lost their balance and fell to the ground in the snow, five clear handprints quickly appearing on their faces, burning with pain.

"Now, listen carefully!"

Lin Feng's voice was like a judgment from the deepest hell, cold and merciless: "I don't care what you've been through in the past, nor what bullshit theories you believe in. Here, there's only one rule—either demonstrate your worth, or shut up and get as far away as possible!"

He pointed his spear, stained with the blood of a saber-toothed tiger, at the distant, snow-covered mountains and forests: "If you're so capable, go build your own houses, go hunt your own prey, and create the 'fair world' you want. Don't swarm around me like a bunch of buzzing flies, testing my patience!"

"Get out of here right now."

The women, as if granted a pardon, scrambled to their feet and helped Yang Li, staggering away into the distance without looking back, fearing that Lin Feng might change his mind.

They didn't even dare to look back at their companion's still-bleeding corpse. In their eyes, Lin Feng was a living devil, a being more terrifying than any wild beast.

Lin Feng watched their disheveled retreating figures, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his lips.

"Killing you all like this would be too easy for you."

His voice was soft, yet like the coldest winter wind, it blew into Yang Li and the others' ears as they were about to leave, causing them to tremble and speed up their escape.

"Let's experience this cruel world for ourselves."

"You will understand how powerless you are in this cruel world."

"You will gradually die in the cold. When that time comes, don't forget to go to the underworld and fight with the King of Hell."

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