Chapter 78: [78] Minimum Wage, The Independent Contractor

Arthur slammed onto the ground! His boots splashed into a puddle of foul-smelling iridescent chemical runoff.

He stumbled and his knees actually buckled for a fraction of a second. The gravity was not inherently oppressive like the Celestial Court but his body felt incredibly heavy.

Without the million-fold multiplier constantly reinforcing his cellular structure the sheer physical weight of his own muscles felt foreign.

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