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... nd began rotating my body as the stuff cut through my digestive track. Even after 763 previous mugs of the stuff, they were still hitting me hard.
The impact of the red liquid had reduced by half. I was able to process it in half the time. But it would still affect me. Also, the rate of improvement in my resistance and ability to process the red liquid was decreasing.
During my breaks, I had begun carefully disassembling Chicken in order to put it into spatial storage. Many of th ...
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