At present, the only person connected to the Immortal Aeon whom they could contact through the Friends Circle Terminal was Dan Heng, but Dan Heng had no interest in the Immortal Aeon. So, it was still hard to say when the Immortal Aeon would obtain his own Resurrection Card.
It was even harder to say when the Immortal Aeon would win the Revival Match.
Chen Li felt that the more deeply someone had affected reality, and the longer they had been dead, the harder it might be for them to win the Revival Match. They would often get matched against godlike opponents.
It was just like the leo mechanism in some congee game: locking the strong players in solitary confinement.
There was a game on our computers where the stronger you were, the worse the experience became!
"Deal?" Great Herta spread open her hand, and the Forced Transaction Coin lay quietly in her palm.
"What are the stakes?"
"Who's on top?"
"Hm?"
"Just kidding... Of course, whoever wins gets to name the stakes afterward." Great Herta said.
"A blind bet? Fine, I accept. I have faith in my Miraculous Item!" Chen Li nodded.
After all, Great Herta had never said Chen Li was forbidden from strengthening the Miraculous Item afterward.
"Oh my, dear Mister Miraculous Forger, perhaps you misunderstood. What I'm betting on is... whether the Miraculous Dragon Transformation Method will succeed." Great Herta mischievously winked her left eye.
"???"
"Then I... mm."
As Chen Li "agreed," the Forced Transaction Coin began to emit golden light, signifying that the wager had been made.
Feeling the lively, slightly sweet, moist little tongue in his mouth, Chen Li stared at Great Herta, who was right in front of him, and fell into thought.
No, bro, was that even allowed?
Chen Li had