In the darkness of the world, gathering food was extremely difficult.
Without fire to cook, eating felt like a return to ancient times.
There were no animals here either.
The only thing available… were the corpses of the Foreign Clan.
So, the food was the Foreign Clan.
"I remember you previously gave me something like a wild fruit…" the boy asked.
"Eating those…" the girl said. "If you want to cultivate Sword Skill, it consumes a lot. Just eating those is useless. Plus, those wild fruits can barely fill the stomach and don't really taste good…"
That was indeed true. This place had no sunshine; it was already difficult for wild fruits to grow here.
"So what do you usually eat?" the boy asked.
The girl used her saber to lift a piece of Foreign Clan flesh, drove out the blood with her Inner Strength, and then slowly ate it. "I usually don't need to eat… just rest… I eat occasionally… You're different…"
The boy felt nauseous watching.
