The autumn wind was blowing, causing the leaves to rustle. Sui Xiong fixed his gaze upon the dead body that was lying among the withered leaves. He let out a heavy sigh.
It was another clone of his. Traverser Sui Xiong MK3 had died.
The cause of death was merely sickness. It wasn't even a severe sickness!
According to Sui Xiong's judgement, he reckoned that it had been merely a cold. If he had been in the world before he had traversed, he might not even have needed an infusion, but only scheduled medication, proper rest and sufficient fluids in order to recover in a few days.
However, the poor woodman didn't even have extra money to look for a pastor to buy medication. So, he dragged things out, allowing it to become more severe. In the end, he even coughed up blood!
