Chapter 601: A Different World!

Three days later, Asher Jauncy could finally get out of bed-more or less. "More or less" meant he could barely force himself upright and take a few steps. If he moved too fast, he still ended up short of breath. Still, compared to those first days, when he had not even had the strength to lift an arm, it was a huge improvement. Over those three days, the man came three times a day without fail. Each time, he carried the same clay jar. Each time, it held the same pitch-black Medicinal Soup. Asher...