‘I’m infected by the disease,’ David thought, and a chill went down his spine. He was someone who had not stopped smiling even when his left hand was cut off, but the fear of being infected by an unknown disease was quite different.

‘What the hell is this disease? Is this something like a pestilence or the Black Death?’ he thought nervously.

David could always attach another body part if he lost one by using the Body Crafting Kit, but a disease was a different story altogether. There was no way for him to replace his whole body if he ever got infected with a disease.

‘Damn it! There’s no better place for a disease to thrive than here, now that I think about it!’ he cursed himself. He never cleaned the ruin and it was very dirty, and the corpse dolls frequently went in and out of the ruin, which made it the ideal environment for pathogens.

‘Also, I’m the only living organism in this ruin,’ he thought before realizing how scary that was. The infected corpse dolls could no longer be considered his subordinates; instead, they were now enemies that could potentially infect him with diseases.

‘Damn it! Why did I attach a corpse’s left hand, of all things?!’ he cursed as he scratched the purple spot on his left hand until it started to bleed.

David could not remove the left hand he had attached using the Body Crafting Kit. It would have been a different story if he attached a doll’s hand, but the human hand he had attached was now considered a part of his body.

‘It’s possible that the infection spread faster because I attached a human hand.’ A chill suddenly traveled down his spine the moment he realized that. Perhaps the dead Travelers were carrying out their vengeance...