Here, life and death are nothing but a gamble.
The weak can only bow, submit, and become the food and nourishment of the strong.
And everything he does is merely in the hope of having a chance to stand at the pinnacle of the food chain and not be a prey for slaughter.
The excitement slowly calms down, replaced by a deeper desire.
....................
As night falls deeper, the streets slowly quiet down.
The dazzling lights from the distant business district leave only a faint and distant glow here, sketching out the old silhouette of the tubular building.
Li Biyun is sitting on the couch in the living room, the TV is broadcasting the evening news.
She turns the volume down so low that the anchor's clear and steady words sound like a faint lullaby echoing in the house.
In the kitchen, the clay pot has been simmering on low heat for a long time, the rich aroma of herbs and meat bones wafts out.
"Ha—"
