Chapter 227: Cassius's Secret Treasure (Part 2)
The snake woman came over and said with a smile: "My guest, you are really the daughter of the God of Destiny. Do you want another one?"
The flying witch timidly held the staff and was in a dilemma.
She shook her purse and found that there were exactly five gold coins left.
As a mage player, the consumption of various scrolls and spell materials is astronomical. She doesn't usually take tasks from the magic office, so even if she has the support of a large guild like Magic Coin, it is difficult to save money.
"I seem to have good luck all the time."
"Maybe I can really ship continuously?"
Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "Then give me another one."
The waiter was about to let the ogre move the box, but heard the flying witch whispered: "This time. Can I choose it myself?"
She wanted to clear the name of her president and make him regain his dignity and stand up - Charlotte's method was not wrong!
The snake woman patiently replied, "Please."
The flying witch picked and chose on the shelf, and finally smiled embarrassedly and pointed to a box.
"Is this the one?"
"Yes."
When she handed the gold coin to the snake man, her hands were shaking.
The moment she handed over the money, the flying witch even regretted it. After all, it was a great luck to win once, and it would be a bit greedy to ship again. What's more, the burning and expectant eyes around her made her a little uncomfortable.
And Charlotte in the distance was also watching all this silently. He just lit a magic cigarette skillfully, held it in his mouth, sat on the ground and smiled with a vicissitudes of life: "Alas, why do this?"
The metal box slowly opened.
Hundreds of eyes gathered on the box, and people held their breath.
"Can it come out again?"
"No one will really win twice in a row!"
With the sound of "crashing", the dazzling blue light came out from the gap again.
"Wow——"
The players watching the game cried out in unison.
It turned out to be a double goal!
A cloak dotted with white feathers lay quietly in the cabinet.
[Winged Cloak]
Quality: Rare
Item Description: When wearing this cloak, you can say its command "Fly like a bird!". This will turn the cloak into a pair of bird wings on your back, which will continue to drop magical feathers during the flight until all the feathers fall off and the flight ends.
"Do you think I'm an angel? No, I'm just an old man who likes to travel around!" - Albert, a planeswalker who is temporarily living in Mount Heaven.
Even the crowd watching the game was a little confused. First there was silence, and then there was an uproar.
"What the hell? A miracle is drawn in a single draw?"
"Your miracles are wholesale, right?"
"Suck, suck, suck!"
"Let me rub it, I'm ready to go all in too!"
The way they looked at the flying witch was not only with envy, but also with awe.
This is more than just good luck, it is simply destiny!
In their eyes, the flying witch seemed to be surrounded by a halo, and the two gold-plated characters "Emperor of Europe" were written on her head.
Even Casius, who was secretly observing, was amazed. After all, he didn't put many good things in it. Even the rare equipment was carefully selected from the collection. It turned out that this player could draw two at once.
"How is this possible?"
Charlotte watched this scene with a dazed look, and the cigarette in her mouth fell to the ground.
He first made a bold statement, then drew twenty consecutive cloaks without any results, and finally knelt on the ground and vomited blood. The scene replayed in his mind over and over again like a revolving lantern, and continued to replay after one ended. The image beside him seemed to have turned black and white.
The flying witch didn't understand why, and came to his side with the cloak she had just received, looking quite excited.
"President, look!"
"I've proved it for you. You're right. The one you choose has a high probability!"
Her words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. They smashed Charlotte's last line of defense and broke his heart.
"Eh?"
"President, what's wrong with you?"
"Wake up!"
Young people are good. They fall asleep right away.
Charlotte couldn't hear what others said at this moment. Everything around him looked like a silent black-and-white image. The scene of twenty consecutive defeats was still torturing his brain over and over again.
"A single draw will produce a miracle!"
"Who says there is no European emperor in the world!"
"All in!"
"How can a child cry every day? How can a gambler lose every day? Go, brothers!"
"Take out all your wealth, all in!"
The "Miracle Double Yolk Egg" of the Flying Witch also triggered the enthusiasm of players to open the box.
A group of players followed her example, rubbing their hands to start a vigorous all in frenzy, scrambling to put gold coins into Cassius's pocket, looking forward to becoming the next lucky person.
During this period, players who drew equipment appeared one after another. Every time a blue light appeared, everyone would be jealous, and then more people would join in.
Surrounded by the guild members, the Tyrant rubbed his chin.
"How about we draw a hundred times in a row?"
"This box is limited."
"Wait, President, don't act rashly, let's wait and see before making a decision."
And those big guilds actually participated in the lottery, but they didn't invest too much money in it.
At first, the leader of the [Royalty] Guild, Tyrant, wanted to spend a fortune to buy 100 boxes as the guild's property, but was stopped by the vice-leader Fengyun, who suggested to see the drop rate of other people before making a decision.
After hundreds of unboxing observations and a series of calculations, Fengyun suddenly discovered that this box was a big pit. The more you buy, the more you lose. The most cost-effective way is to buy equipment from others.
After all, those casual players don't understand the value of high-level equipment. It is profitable to use gold coins to stun them, and they can even be absorbed into the guild.
In the end, under the disappointed eyes of everyone, Tyrant only bought ten treasure chests to make a living, and a green helmet was produced, which was considered to be a return on investment.
Casius noticed that the forum had also become very lively.
"Epic event! Server shutdown for big draw!"
"Does anyone really sell this game?"
"Flying Witch miracle, two single draws for miracle!"
"About the fact that I opened a box and drew a rare greatsword"
"It's so annoying, I'm a casual player who just wants to see the scenery, how can I get a rare battle axe? I can't even lift it."
The European player who drew the rare equipment was very proud and posted on the forum to show off, which made the Africans in the comment area jealous.
"Eat more good food, you're drawing cards for your life, right?"
"European dog food for me!"
"I'm f*cking sucking--"
"The content caused strong discomfort, and it has been held."
"The [Royalty] Guild is buying rare equipment at a high price, please contact through the office."
They beat their chests and stamped their feet, complaining why they didn't win the prize, and comforted themselves that it was just an accident, secretly determined to win the prize next time, and then show off their faces on the forum.
"Haha, that's it. Players are very competitive."
"Come and give me money--"
In the magnificent palace, Cassius was browsing the forum with great interest, showing a sinister smile, and even his wings were trembling slightly.
Tinya, who was lying next to him, was so scared that she huddled up, thinking that she had done something again to anger this powerful red dragon.
But thinking that she might be pressed on the cold palace floor and ravaged, she felt a little bit of anticipation, and she was inexplicably excited, and her scales were about to stand up.
"Ah?"
"."
Only then did Cassius notice Tinya's excited expression.
He stared at the white dragon as if he was looking at a fool, with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, thinking that this silly dragon might have been useless and completely hopeless.