Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Use this to cleanse the poison away, but without a Healer, it's not possible for his legs to recover," the old man sitting on a wooden stool and smoking a cigar told them.
Wang Tong handed him an automatic lighter and a Chunghwa cigar, but the old man shook his head. The villagers were neither stubborn nor behind in technology, but they had to rely on the traditional lifestyle to maintain the serenity of the village.
The old man told the group that there was no empty hut for them. They had no choice but to stay in a shed for the night.
They were all soldiers who had endured tough training, hence the shed was very comfortable as long as they didn't have to worry about the Undead.