The current body is perfect—too perfect. If Pan-Universe Entertainment gets hold of it, he would be heartbroken...
As Duge was engrossed in boosting his strength and figuring out how to delay time, to make the countdown in the Alien Battlefield last even longer,
a shrink-zone warning from Pan-Universe Entertainment appeared on his personal panel.
Three months' time was closing in on the main battlefield created for him...
Duge looked at the flashing warning on his personal panel and sighed inwardly—just three months left, huh?
Pan-Universe Entertainment had indeed been spoiled by him; the end of the Alien Battlefield was coming faster and faster.
"Duge, is the Alien Battlefield going to end?" Jannie and the Moon God both saw the announcement, their expressions somewhat panicked.
