Chapter 50: Oh no, oh no!

Cheng Daqi was awakened by Sani's call.

A familiar and intense soreness covered his entire body.

This sensation had never left his body during the last moments of his past life.

October in Saint Lodo was still a bit audacious.

Although the temperature wasn't low, the sudden drop still made him sick.

"Chan, are you there?"

Sani's voice came from outside the tent, with a hint of urgency in her tone.

In the past, Cheng Daqi would leave her a message when he left in the morning, but today he didn't even say hello.

"I'm okay, maybe just a little cold. I'll get up right away. What's up?"

The weakness from the cold made Cheng Daqi's voice sound very weak.

Hearing the familiar voice from inside the tent, Sani's anxious heart eased.

But the news of Cheng Daqi being sick made the girl a bit fearful again, and she asked with concern.

"Are you sick? How are you feeling?"

"I'm still okay. Probably just caught a little cold because the blanket wasn't covering me well last night. I'll probably recover after resting well today."

Cheng Daqi also felt a bit helpless.

While other time travelers lived their lives without illness or disasters, and could even strengthen their bodies, he was different. Since landing in Saint Lodo, he had been in a near-death state. Even now, his health was barely at seventy.

The original body's physical condition was just too weak. Just after a nap, he caught a cold.

"I'll go find some medicine for you. If you're hungry, there's food in my tent. You can take it."

Sani's voice drifted further away, and Cheng Daqi couldn't stop her, she was already far away.

Shaking his head resignedly, Cheng Daqi got up with difficulty, ignoring the pain, and drank a whole bottle of water first.

Drinking water couldn't cure the illness, but it could indeed speed up recovery when sick. On one hand, the rise in body temperature during illness exacerbated dehydration, necessitating timely fluid replenishment. On the other hand, sufficient hydration could accelerate metabolism, thereby helping the immune system detoxify faster.

Lying back in bed, Cheng Daqi pondered how to treat his illness.

Sani had gone to find medicine. He didn't know what methods this penniless black girl had.

But he couldn't just sit and wait for death.

However, going to a hospital in the United States for treatment was not realistic. In his previous life, Sweet King Weiheng had seen a doctor once, and the doctor's consultation had cost him $5,600.

Free medical care in America was for those with insurance. Whether it was free or not depended on the type of insurance, the type of hospital, the treatment plan, and so on. It was not at all like the universal free healthcare that was rumored online.

He had just thrown his knife into the gambling pool yesterday. Now, he couldn't say he was penniless, but he really didn't have much left.

Opening his contacts, he targeted Lisa or Eris.

One had helped him a lot, and the other had a huge stake in him. Lisa had helped him so much, she wouldn't mind helping him get some cold medicine again.

Eris could be an alternative. If Lisa's path didn't work, he could try this big shot.

After all, it was too trivial to get sick and not go to the hospital, but to find an agent on the West Coast. But finding these two was an unavoidable choice. It would be best if his body recovered on its own, and he wouldn't trouble anyone.

After all, owing favors didn't feel wonderful, and it was hard to repay them if there were too many.

Let's wait for Sani first, hoping that the little angel Sani would bring back good news.

The cold not only brought physical pain, Cheng Daqi could clearly feel that his brain had a feeling similar to chemotherapy in his previous life. Slow thinking, sluggish reactions.

Opening TikTok, Cheng Daqi browsed the comments section.

America and China were separated by several time zones, with a thirteen-hour difference. (Using the central time difference, all to avoid redundancy)

He posted the video at seven o'clock yesterday, which was morning in China.

Now it was nine o'clock in the morning in America, and it was already late at night in China.

After a whole day of fermentation, his third video had reached an astonishing six hundred thousand views.

This was a complete explosion!

The comments section was as exciting as ever, with netizens from all over the country expressing their sharp opinions.

Living in the trash time (Guanzhong): "Brother is fine, he's just asleep, no need to worry."

"I guess brother isn't stinky yet, maybe he's savoring the needles from last night~"

"Brother, if you're okay, just ask and you'll know. I suggest Saint Lodo's Beggar King to take a look."

"Beggar King of Los Angeles? Who are you looking down on? Now you have to call Cheng General California Ranch!"

"California Ranch? Are you talking about Gagdak or California?"

Riding Woodcock Chief (Baijing): "Beggar King, is the big brother pushing the shopping cart just finishing a hearty zero-dollar shopping spree?"

"Damn, Jingye, does Jingye also want to go to America for a zero-dollar shopping spree?"

"Jingye, V50, I'm Qin Shihuang."

"It doesn't look like it. American hobos like shopping carts because they can carry things and have wheels. This big brother's physique doesn't look like he can play zero-dollar shopping."

"Steamed buns? You look down on fat people, huh? Believe it or not, I'll use a rubber band to hit your home's window."

The people in the comments section were truly abstract talents, making Cheng Daqi forget his pain with laughter.

Even more outrageous were the King of Glory players who followed.

Zhen Ji, with tears in the jungle (Guangdong): "Is your video related to King of Glory? You just like to ride the heat, right?"

"Haha, no need to ask, he's just a clown who likes to ride the heat."

"CPDD, does anyone want a sweet online romance? I'm Han Xin, I'll take you flying (under 18 don't bother me)." (Original poster's reply) Zhen Ji, with tears in the jungle (Guangdong) "Brother, I like to play Yao, can I dance on you?" (Reply to original poster) "Dogs who play Yao aren't even worth it, you're not worthy!"

"Hey, your picture is too short, online romance doesn't even want those under eighteen, what's the point of me saying more? Yao sister, don't be afraid, I'll take you."

Looking at the outrageous comments from the King of Glory players, Cheng Daqi felt a sense of regret.

Yesterday he even used "Collapse Three" as a bait, but today he didn't see a single anime fan in the comments section.

The "Collapse Three" people were really disappointing, playing that darn anime every day, not even playing Douyin or checking out some legs. No pursuit at all! (I'm also into anime, I also play Collapse Three, I'm a fan of the Judgment Empress, go easy on me)

Once a vocal activist, now a Blizzard Black (Anhui): "Actually, there's no need to beg for money. I see that this little brother is healthy, why not find a job and work hard? Isn't it better to earn money by your own labor than to beg every day?"

"Fool, it's such an obvious script, and you actually believe it hahaha."

"It's not a script, he might just be lazy, or he might have some illness, who knows. I'm just here for fun. Today that guy who bent over was really out of line, is that guy dead?"

"Why work if you can beg? I'm at Sanhe right now. If I can beg, I won't even bother with a daily wage!"

Well, the Sanhe god has arrived.

The internet really brings together a collection of talents, and the small comments section has gathered so many dragons and phoenixes.