Рџ’єрџџ» Lifting Simulator Auto Farm Gui: [working!]

Jax didn't speak. He didn't even look at the weight. He just reached out, his eyes glowing with the same neon green as the GUI. With a single, effortless pull, he hoisted the monolith over his head. The ground cracked beneath his heels.

By dawn, his shirt had shredded at the seams. By noon, he walked into the Upper District, his presence vibrating with a hidden, algorithmic strength. The reigning champion, a mountain of a man named Krull, laughed as Jax approached the legendary 50-ton monolith. "Careful, kid. You’ll snap a twig," Krull jeered. [WORKING!] рџ’ЄрџЏ» Lifting Simulator Auto Farm GUI

Jax plugged it into his terminal. A neon-green GUI flickered to life, overlaying his vision. "Initialization complete," a synthetic voice whispered. "Commencing Auto-Farm." Jax didn't speak