Velen had no intention of squandering the Soul Crystals rewarded by the system anymore. After using up so many, he was honestly exhausted from all the extravagance.
Clinton glanced at the score carved into the stone wall—he was still far behind Velen. But judging by his current mastery of basketball, as long as they continued playing, he was confident that he could overtake Velen!
But now, there were no more Soul Crystals!
"Velen, have we really used up all the Soul Crystals?"
Clinton asked unwillingly.
He had already glimpsed the dawn of victory. If the game ended like this, it would leave an unbearable feeling stuck in his throat.
"You don't have any Soul Crystals left, but I do!"
Saying this, Clinton generously handed over his thumb-sized Soul Crystals to Velen.
"See if you can come up with another game using these Soul Crystals."
Velen was stunned as he looked at Clinton. He had been using up Soul Crystals only to gain Luxury Points.
