Chapter 73

He checked the package and brought up a brand-new tablet and grinned. "Wooo!"

[ How would you rate your experience without powers? ]

He was virtually sweating when he inputted his answer to the system's satisfaction.

[ Ask later ]

[ What's my package? ]

[...]

...

Melvin walked in from the gym with a duffel bag and he downed a water bottle. He had a gut feeling that something was stalking him and he didn't know what it was. He turned to look and there were just denizens going about their business. Maybe he was in over his head.

Meanwhile, Elvis watched him toil undetected and he marched into the gym where an obese guy tried to figure out the buttons on the treadmill. He tapped it and the belt began to roll. "Oh, thanks."

Melvin gave a thumbs up and checked the mirrors. He had not slept in two nights on shifts. He decided to busy himself on a treadmill, going one mile, the numbers recorded. He huffed and puffed running. "I really let myself go." He said to himself as his knees beg
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