Lanternfolk worldbuilding continued

This post got trips so it was determined to be the evil : If the gravity was low as hell and the ground was mountainous almost everything being airborne would make sense - travelling from peak to peak would take forever on foot and if flight it easy everything would fly.

Another anons explanation of how this is evil: I'm not quite sure how to turn that into an epic evil - maybe the ground is getting progressively more mountainous and dangerous - possibly due to the planet is hollow, filled with the crumbling remains on of a once great super civilization that harnessed the power of the planets core. sometimes old technology is brought back up to the surface by relic hunters or ruins surfacing through tectonic movement.

Quick story I wrote:

Julian strapped the harness across his chest and yanked hard on the chain that he had tied around one of the thick spires that surrounding the gaping crevice. He smacked a weighty apparatus on the side of his waist and a bright light began to shine from the lantern. Julian jumped over the ledge and began his slow descent into the darkness. As he floated down and the light pouring in through the crevice above him began to fade, he could see only the vague edges of the planets crust on either side of him slowly dierging out of view until finally he was surrounded only by blackness, the only sound being the rattling of Julian’s chain.

Most wanna be junkers stopped here. The silence, the darkness, the inevitable death if anything went wrong for the chain. At least one of those would send even the most boastful amateurs scrambling back up to the surface. Some weren’t afraid to die, some others liked the quiet. Julian was just broke-- broke enough to not let being scared shitless keep him off of a payday. He knew that it was just a few more minutes until his chain would catch and he could move over to the transfer, but each time he went down he couldn’t help but feel that it had been just a little too long; maybe the transfer light’s out and my chain snapped? Thoughts like that would run through his head, until finally, the yellow light would start to pour over the nearly horizontal crust of the cave, about 15 meters away he saw the transfer station come into view over the anti-horizon and the chain started to go taut. He gripped the chain and jerked his body, beginning a pendulum swing towards and away from the transfer. After a few minutes, he gripped onto the metal bar protruding from the ground tightly and began the careful procedure of unhooking the chain from his harness and tying it to the bar. He gripped the transfer chain and put his weight onto it and began moving across it, his feet pointing downward towards the darkness below. Ahead of him was the transfer office, its roof the ground itself and a bright light shining from beneath its hanging floor. The chain Julian was hanging from lead to the top of an open well lit doorway which stoop passed a balcony that Julian had nearly positioned himself over.

He positioned himself nearly over it and let go of the chain, using his forward momentum to glide onto the balcony. He landed with a soft noise, and heard the noise of metal on metal approaching him. A medium sized lanternfolk appeared in the doorway. “Are you familiar with the hourly rate?” The creature spoke in its oddly organic timbre.
“Yeah.” Julian’s spoke with a shaky voice as he finally caught his breathe. He pulled five small wispy objects out of small pouch he had in front of his left thigh hanging from his belt. “Here’s the deposit.” He tossed them toward the lanternfolk, who jumped slightly, but pulled them each out of the air as they slowly floated towards him.
“Thank you. If you’ll follow me I’ll prepare your chain.”

TBC