"Oops."
The cleaner hurriedly put on the gas mask. The mana here is so dense that ordinary people would have difficulty even standing without blocking mana.
*'The human body is weak to a fault.'*
Mines don't have such restrictions though. She moves while wearing the gas mask. No one thought the cleaner was strange.
This building is only used during training so cleaners are needed every time it's used. Many people came for high wages since it's a place with high mana concentration.
She passes through the busily moving people. She ignores all gazes like 'Why isn't that person working?'
She leaves the building and goes down the mountain. It's a place where ordinary people can barely move even wearing gas masks and mana-blocking clothes, but there was no hindrance in her movements.
She goes down. What's visible going down is a dock. A place where ships dock.
A ship came in. It was evening supplies for students receiving hell training.
"Oh. Did you come to greet? One person isn't enough. Call several people. Can't carry heavy things alone because of the air here."...
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