She's not just surprised and excited, she also shakes the arm of a clueless Shen Nanwei, calculating for her how many years one would need to complete a Ph.D. if they went to school regularly.
Shen Nanwei expresses her shock and comments, "You guys must be extremely friendly to women."
"Discrimination exists everywhere." Jiang Tanyue whispers, "Only when I'm twice, three times, or even ten times better than a man, can I succeed in getting what they can easily get."
Lu Jingzhi strongly agrees. Though it may be survival of the fittest in the post-apocalyptic world, the fittest are divided into two kinds, male and female.
Something comes to Shen Nanwei's mind, she chuckles lightly, "It's already quite good, good enough that...I want to be reborn, no, I mean, time-travel to your place."
Night falls, and a kerosene lamp is lit inside.
The newly bought lamp isn't of good quality. When lit, it gives off a choking black smoke. The Imperial Noble Consort covers her nose in disgust.
