The room shared by the six of them.
The light was somewhat dim, the air a bit damp.
Zhu Xiaoliang sat cross-legged on the ground, flipping through the secret manual with relish, sometimes frowning, sometimes pondering, sometimes smiling. His expressions were very rich. After reading for more than an hour, Zhu Xiaoliang felt a bit thirsty. He put down the manual, intending to get up and drink some water. Just then, he saw Gao Fei lying on the bed, daydreaming, "Gao Fei, why aren't you reading your manual?"
"I'm a bit tired today, don't feel like reading," Gao Fei answered casually.
"Even if you're tired, you should read," Zhu Xiaoliang said. "Do you want to live here forever? Keep doing menial work? Keep getting bullied?"
"Enough, stop talking, I know what I'm doing," Gao Fei turned over, closed his eyes. "I'm tired and want to sleep, don't bother me anymore."