"At first, you hate the walls around you. Gradually, you begin to get used to their existence. Later on, you have to rely on them to survive."
Zhai Liying spoke in a very low voice. "This is describing a person in a prison. He is trapped by the prison and loses his freedom, while the prison also inflicts endless torture and abuse on him. At first, he deeply hates the high walls that trap him. Yet after a long time, he actually finds himself unable to get away, because the light and freedom outside no longer belong to him."
"At the time, I didn't understand what kind of force this was that could completely change a person and completely obliterate a person's hope. Only after coming here did I gradually understand."
Zhai Liying's thin figure in the black military uniform continued to move forward, while the faint words in her mouth never stopped.
"Of course, this sentence might not be very suitable to use here, but after coming here, I wanted to use it to describe this group of people whose light has been gradually obliterated by the darkness!"
An Yang frowned. "Are you trying to say that they have already grown accustomed to this last era, accustomed to such a cruel last era?"
Zhai Liying looked at his surprised expression and smiled indifferently. "Your Majesty, you underestimate the human heart. Look at these scarred and battered streets. The zombies have run amok for so long, coupled with the overwhelming various mutant creatures outside, yet they still haven't been able to wipe out humankind everywhere. Why is that?"
"Human survivability is equally strong!"
"Yes, humans are also getting used to this world, and getting used to it faster than in any previous era, because if they cannot adapt, they will