By the time Chen Yi finished adjusting his technique, a month had already passed.
During that time, Chen Yi had basically traveled back and forth between the Bodhi Tree and the Time and Space Hut.
He glanced at his remaining balance and could not help sighing. Money really did not last.
He had earned 1,200 Primal Crystals from Donnie.
He had extorted 500 from the Dragon Race.
Fire Dragon had made 1,645 by setting up a stall to sell Dragon Race corpses.
Another 800 was the result of Chen Yi dragging things out for more than ten years.
Altogether, that was no small sum.
But compared side by side, it became clear.
Now that the war had ended, he could only make money by going out.
Yet Chen Yi only had 1,194 Primal Crystals left.
"Once this matter is settled, perhaps it will be time to play the game."
After reaching Tier 7, Chen Yi had only gone to the Eternal World twice to play the game. Then the war had begun, leaving him with no time for it.
The reason he had not played the game after the war ended was because it was still unsafe.
The various factions were all still bloodthirsty, with spies and informants everywhere.
If he entered the game at a time like this, he might be cornered and killed in some Eternal World.
Which of those System Hosts did not hate Chen Yi to the bone?
Given the chance, they would definitely try.
Moreover, Chen Yi needed to confirm his current combat strength.
Only by knowing where he stood could he make better plans.
If Donnie had not found Chen Yi,
Chen Yi would probably have waited around a hundred years before going to the Eternal World to play the game.
Perhaps others would