"The food in the villa is running out; we must go out and take a look."
However, staying within the villa would only result in depletion of resources sooner or later. The Manor Lord spoke gravely, making the decision to select a group to venture out and assess the situation.
"Changkong, you come as well," the Manor Lord turned to Su Changkong.
"Yes."
Although Su Changkong instinctively felt that the mist was dangerous and should not be approached, he understood they must venture out to explore. Otherwise, the hundreds of people inside the villa would eventually be trapped and perish. He could only nod in agreement.
Including Su Changkong, the Manor Lord selected the robust men from the villa; a group of ten left the Bronze Villa under the watchful eyes of the young and old, heading towards the dark mist.
Upon contact with the black mist, Su Changkong felt a sense of disgust and repulsion, naturally repelling it.
"Where is everyone?"
