The West Prison Area was where Emu first entered prison, and it was the worst prison area in terms of environment.
Yi Mu didn't want to sleep in the cramped cell, so he grabbed his luggage and went to the rooftop.
After the apocalypse, many factories closed down, and with improved air quality, stars could be seen in the night sky.
Yi Mu lay on the bedding, his hands behind his head, looking up at the quiet night sky.
He had thought he might see Xiang Qing again, but he had never figured out how to face him when they met again.
They could never go back to the way things were. Yi Mu would no longer throw tantrums in front of Xiang Qing, and Xiang Qing would no longer tolerate him endlessly.
This is probably what they mean by meeting the right person at the wrong time, but being destined to be apart.
Thinking about the past, tears unknowingly streamed down his face, and he drifted off to sleep.
Unbeknownst to him, on the opposite building, a man with binoculars was staring at him with a deep, greedy gaze.
The next day, as the sun rose high in the sky, Yimu was awakened by the glaring sunlight.
He had just gotten up when he heard a sharp argument below.
Walking to the edge of the ceiling and looking down, I saw the elite man and a group of women in the team standing on either side of the men in the team, arguing fiercely.
The topics of the argument are nothing new.
The decision of whether or not to go to the major leagues caused a division within the team, which gave the elite male player an opportunity to stir up trouble.
This person probably hasn't gotten used to the change in status yet, and still thinks he's a bank manager who looks down on everyone.
While not exactly domineering, his air of being the only one sober in a world of drunks, and his fondness for pointing fingers at the world, speaks volumes.
Yi Mu gave a cold laugh and went downstairs.
I definitely want to go to the Major League Baseball; it's a sanctuary, an oasis, a utopia.
Every survivor dreams of seeking refuge in the Grand League.
This elite man, on the surface, used the excuse of considering the pregnant woman, women, children, and infants.
The real idea was to take a large portion of the supplies from the convoy so he could build his own convoy and become its leader.
He's dreaming!
They were all taken in by Deng Zhi halfway through the journey, and the supplies in the team were scavenged from the zombie horde by the people in the Hummer ahead.
Deng Zhi agreed to let them stay in the prison, but she didn't provide them with any supplies, and she even took back their bus. What could they do?
Those who wanted to stay were mainly women, exhausted from the long journey, and there were pregnant women among them. The road was bumpy, and if something happened to the child, it would be a tragedy.
Although the men disagreed with the elite man's suggestion, most of them had girlfriends, wives, and children here.
They can't just leave their wives and kids behind and go to the Major Leagues; that's unrealistic.
Originally, they were firmly against the idea of an elite man, but their girlfriends and wives kept nagging them, always complaining about how tiring it was, and gradually, their resolve wavered.
The purpose of this show of force today is not to truly confront the elite man, but to use this opportunity to make Deng Zhi, this little girl, back down.
No matter the circumstances, male chauvinism will never disappear.
What kind of woman can be a team leader? That's ridiculous, like playing house.
Like Deng Zhi, if it weren't for Pan Yangqizhen and Yi Mu protecting her, she would be just like the other women in the team, living in fear all day long and having no opinions of her own.
The purpose of this scene was to force Deng Zhi to compromise: either they stay together, or the rest of them get out, leaving the supplies and the car behind.
When Yi Mu arrived, the play was already nearing its end.
The man, led by the driver, looked embarrassed, as if he had been reluctantly persuaded by the elite.
"Deng Zhi will not agree to our leaving, and she definitely won't be willing to give us two-thirds of the supplies."
A young girl in the group of women turned around and shouted towards the second floor: "What's there to be unwilling about? It's not all thanks to those few people who searched for supplies. You risked your lives to carry the supplies onto the truck."
Deng Zhi lives on the second floor. Despite the commotion downstairs for so long, she hasn't come down to check on things. It seems she's chickened out, or simply doesn't dare to face the situation.
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