CHAPTER 140
Author: Liam Michael
last update2026-09-08 20:54:49

“A bet?” the system asked slowly. “What makes you think you're qualified to make a bet with me?”

The question carried an unmistakable edge of disbelief.

For a moment, Theon said nothing. Then he chuckled.

The sound was low and derisive, carrying none of the caution one would expect from someone negotiating with an entity capable of ruining his life.

“My dear system, if by now I'm still not qualified to make a deal with you, it will be better if you uninstall yourself and find a more compatible
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