A reward of one billion Beli meant nothing to Lin Mo.
He had never been short of money.
If he had known the reward would be money, he would never have wasted his time doing something so utterly pointless to him.
Seemingly detecting Lin Mo's mood, the system actually offered an explanation.
"Beep, beep! Random rewards vary greatly. They may be supplies, items, jewelry or money, secret arts or skills, or all sorts of extraordinary treasures and weapons."
Lin Mo replied inwardly, amused, Even if you rigged the rewards behind the scenes, I wouldn't know.
"Beep, beep! That's an unfair accusation."
Lin Mo couldn't be bothered to waste any more words on the system. After collecting the prize money he had won from the open tournament, separate from the Beli the system had awarded him, he left the Gladiator Arena under everyone's gaze.
Unlike Lin Mo, who had just made a fortune but still wasn't particularly pleased, Perona was delighted with the hundred-odd thousand Beli she had won betting.
To make it easier to carry, Perona exchanged all her Beli for chips, then eagerly hurried after Lin Mo as he headed toward Gran Tesoro.
"Captain, what suddenly made you decide to fight in the Gladiator Arena?" Perona asked, skipping along in high spirits. "Captain, are you short on spending money?"
Lin Mo remained silent.
Unsurprised, Perona kept chattering. "Hehe, this works out nicely, though. You made money, and so did I. Once we spend it all, we can go back. All you have to do is throw a few punches, and we'll have an endless supply of Beli."
"Money is just a worldly possession," Lin Mo said expressionlessly.
Perona blinked and continued, "Only people who never have to worry about money say that. There are so