Dark comes from many different sources. However, the finest kind is still the dark that originates from the minds of humans themselves. An environment like this was extremely beneficial to Louis's cultivation.
It wasn't by chance that the dwellings of those vicious beings who went against the world were always shrouded in gloom and decay, filled with wailing cries and piles of skulls. To stimulate dark was actually very simple—only despair was needed, along with twisted, malicious thoughts…
Louis looked toward Norman and the others, his expression worried as he asked, "Did something happen?"
The girl jolted, then covered her face and burst into sobs. Norman's expression was extremely ugly as well. Only the skinny man frowned, his gaze fixed on Norman the entire time.
Although the trip had been deadly, Norman's group did indeed bring back food. At the very least, it was enough for them to hold out for a few more days.
