"Work a job, love the job..."
"Work a job, love the job."
The man in the middle of the street gradually articulated his words more clearly, but his condition seemed to worsen—his body's surface continuously bubbled up with colored bubbles that varied in size, causing his entire figure to swell until he finally stopped growing at over three meters tall.
He became even more robust due to these bubbles, except the bubbles on his body shimmered in different colors under the light, appearing dreamlike and illusory.
Bubble man?
It looked somewhat dizzying and was a bit nauseating.
"I didn't want this either, but I had no choice," the man panted heavily. He turned to look at the woman, his expression fierce, as huge bubbles on the surface of his body kept bursting with "pop, pop, pop" sounds.
With every bubble that burst, the muscles in the man's arms bulged even more, as if the explosive rupturing of the bubbles provided him with a massive surge of strength.
