As for the betting, Duge didn't care much about it. That wasn't something he could meddle with at his current status, nor could he place bets on himself. Even with Bai Long's favorable attitude, he was merely a horse on the racetrack, a grasshopper in a jar—unable to decide his own fate.
If Bai Long could promise him something, he could just as easily make promises to others. Whoever took it seriously would lose.
If there were to be any rewards, they should be given in advance! Talking big without delivering...
On the Alien Battlefield, the main goal was still to survive.
What surprised Duge was that Bai Long never mentioned two key terms throughout their interaction and seemed not to notice that he wasn't a native of Qiyuan Star or that he had brought skills out of the simulation field.
Compared to the spiritual power given out capriciously by Pan-Universe Entertainment, this was supposed to be his real trump card.
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In the following two days.
