With the current tough environment, where do young people find their way out?

Looking around at so-called "ways out," I find they are all dead ends.
The three pillars of a decent life: graduate school, government jobs, and official positions—thousands compete for a single spot, only a few succeed, most are cannon fodder.
The three routines of manual labor: factory work, customer service, sales—controlled by algorithms, squeezed by KPIs, humiliated by customers.
The triathlon of survival: delivery, courier, Didi—exchanging body for money, risking youth for a paycheck, a rainy day can wipe out a day's income.
The three treasures of stability: security guard, cleaning, nanny—bottom-tier social labor, but at least with dignity.
The three routes to wealth: self-media, live streaming sales, online novels—99% are just supporting roles, 1% get the rewards.
The three ways to relax: collecting rent, living off parents, inheriting family business—these are not paths out, they are just reincarnation techniques.
The three fluctuating fortunes: funds, stocks, futures, cryptocurrencies—just casinos, most are just leeks.
The three shortcuts to fate: hanging out with rich women, recognizing godfathers, scamming—losing all dignity, what’s left to talk about as a way out?
The three types of livestock: chickens, ducks, cattle, horses, chickens—self-deprecating to numbness.
The three routes of suicide: Myanmar, Vietnam, Laos—dead ends, not ways out.
Which one do you belong to? Or are you planning to create the eleventh?