I left the shallow water and sliced away some thorns. In front of it was a soldier with rotting legs. He was around 35 years old and over his head hovered a line of words——Garrison Leader Guche. On his shoulder there was the emblem of Ba Huang City, which provided the same buff that I got.
Guche was lying there and using leaves to cover both of his legs. Beside him was a campfire. His forehead was full of sweat and he was breathing quite heavily. It seemed like he was going to die soon.