The dents and scratches were familiar. Mo Ling knew the marks on the coke can well. It was the very can he had used countless times to practice his abilities.
It was also the one he had instructed the Little Elf to bring to him in the future.
But right now, the coke can didn't feel old at all, as if time had no effect on it.
'An aluminum can takes 200 years to decompose, but the coke inside must have dried up long ago, right?'
As he was thinking this, the Little Elf shook the can, and the sound of sloshing liquid came from within.
"I treated your request as a wish and it was successfully granted, so I was able to lock the coke can's state in time," the Little Elf explained, seeing Mo Ling's confusion.
So that's how it was. It dawned on Mo Ling.
However, the Little Elf's next words gave Mo Ling a fright.
"I helped you fulfill your wish. Now, it's time for you to pay the price," the Little Elf said seriously.
Mo Ling froze.
'So that was the catch.'
