By the time we hit Floor 10, my legs were already complaining.
Not in a dramatic, "I can't go on" way. More like...
If you don't sit down right now, I will personally shut off your knees.
I rolled my shoulders as we stepped into the Safe Zone, twisting side to side like that was somehow going to reset my entire body.
"Okay...no," I muttered, dragging a hand down my face. "This leveling system? It's toxic."
Because what even was that EXP bar now?
It barely moved.
Like I'd kill something and it'd go...
.1%.
Excuse me?
"Now I get it," I said, pacing in a small circle, pointing aggressively at nothing. "Earth players aren't slow. The system is just… greedy. Like, borderline criminal."
Keiji just hummed like he already accepted his fate.
Zeref didn't even argue.
Which made it worse.
Then I noticed it.
Potions.
Everywhere.
I stopped mid-step.
Turned.
Squinted.
"…Why does this feel like I just walked into a pharmacy?"
