A ten percent commission? Just as expected. There was no way they would let him take everything for himself. Otherwise, wouldn't they have set up this Life-and-Death Arena for nothing?
It seemed the original purpose behind building Turbulent City had been to gather resources. The more people they attracted, the more commission they could collect.
Chen Changan did not hesitate at all and directly handed over the resources in his possession. Although they took a commission, they only took it from the losing side's resources. The winner would profit no matter what.
"You two have about fifteen Life-and-Death battles ahead of you. Wait for now. When it is your turn, someone will notify you."
"Wait a moment."
"I'd like to ask, does your Life-and-Death Arena have betting odds?" Chen Changan asked curiously.
Betting odds?
"You want to place a bet?"
"We do, but... do you have anything to wager?"
"Aren't all your resources already here?"
That was indeed a problem. Without anything to wager, wouldn't he be missing out on another chance to make a profit?
"Then... can I place a bet first?"
"What do you think? Empty-handed, trying to snare a wolf? Do you think that's possible?"
"Fine, forget I said anything."
There were betting odds, but Chen Changan currently had no extra resources to bet on himself.
But that did not matter, because he would not be fighting just one match. Once he had more resources in hand, he could always set some aside for betting.
The Life-and-Death Arena's matches did not progress particularly quickly. Many people chose their opponents, and there was only one reason those opponents agreed: the two sides were roughly equal in strength, and it came down to seeing who could endure until the end.
After all, if there was too great a gap