“You’re modded,” she said flatly.
He tried to jump. The cooldown made him stumble. He cleared only ten feet, landing badly—and for the first time, his ankle hurt . God Mode was leaking away like water from a cracked cup. “You’re modded,” she said flatly
He pulled out his phone. The in-game store was still there. He bought a survival axe. A flamethrower. A suit of carbon-fiber armor. Unlimited money meant unlimited toys. landing badly—and for the first time
He scrambled to his feet. His phone was still in his hand, but the screen had changed. A single line of text pulsed: UNLIMITED MONEY: $9,999,999 HIGH JUMP: READY He laughed—a sharp, hysterical bark. “It worked.” hysterical bark. “It worked.”