Chapter 821: Chapter 718: You Look Handsome When Consuming Crystals (Super Chapter)
Niu Tu drew a Stepping Void Divine Weapon on his fifth draw.
It was an axe, a gigantic axe, without the ‘rare’ label, but axe-type divine weapons were the perfect weapon for them, and Niu Tu and the other members of the Bull Clan were very satisfied.
“Let me do it, boss, let me try.”
Niu Tu could manage the situation.
The guarantee for his first ten draws was gone with the appearance of this divine weapon, but the guarantees for the other clan members were still intact.
A few members of the Bull Clan swiped their cards one by one, with either red eyes, heavy breathing, or trembling hands, they pressed the button.
They took a couple of hours just for a few dozen draws.
They got their guaranteed items on the seventh, eighth, ninth, and eighth draws respectively, with one of them being ‘rare’.
Logically, stopping now would be the safest option. Originally, Niu Tu and the few bulls came to the “Treasure Pavilion” not to buy any equipment, but to scout the enemy and get a feel for the situation.
But leaving just like that would be unsatisfying.
After drawing dozens of times, they felt closer to a Unity Divine Weapon; giving up now would mean wasting previous efforts, wouldn’t it?
“Alright, let’s draw a bit more.”
If the guarantee for the first ten draws wasn’t only available to new users above the Unity Realm, Niu Tu would have called over some ordinary tribe members to draw.
The “Treasure Pavilion” left no obvious loopholes.
However, even without guarantees, by normal probability calculations, it wouldn’t be a loss.
“But remember, we can’t lose our heads; we must reserve some high-purity Source Crystals, as they are our tribe’s cultivation resources.”
“Yes, boss,” they replied.
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They didn’t draw separately; they were all standing beside a lottery Crystal Ball, taking turns — although there were many ‘Prize Pool Area’ draw platforms, they couldn’t accommodate the even more numerous customers, most of whom just watched instead of drawing.
A crowd gradually gathered around Niu Tu’s Crystal Ball, similar to how an audience forms around a gambling table. Niu Tu didn’t stop them from watching; he had heard that it was a form of ‘absorbing luck’. The more onlookers there were, the thicker the ‘luck’ absorbed, leading to higher prizes drawn.
This theory sounded reasonable to him; he held the “Treasure Pavilion” in higher regard — not only did the lottery event use spatial technology, but it also involved the concept of Qi Fortune?
If not for the Tao Sect involving too many interests, it might really have the potential to become the overlord of the Mountain and Sea Realm in the future.
Several members of the Bull Clan stepped up to draw one after another. Without the guarantee, drawing a Stepping Void Divine Weapon became harder. One Bull Clan member drew twenty times in a row without seeing a shadow of a divine weapon. This burly bull, standing eight feet tall, was teary-eyed, desperate, wanting to cry yet ashamed, only able to sob softly with a hand over his mouth.
“Hey, maybe your luck isn’t good today, you should stop drawing,” Niu Tu consoled.
“No, don’t stop me, I can still draw!”
The eight-foot Bull Clan member surprisingly gave off a fragile and pitiable feeling yet still wanting to draw,
Niu Tu waved his big hand, and two members of the Bull Clan took hold of the stubborn bull from both sides, steering him away from the Crystal Ball platform.
The following members of the Bull Clan didn’t encounter any tragic stories worth singing about. Their luck was pretty good; after draining three-quarters of their savings, on average they each drew two Stepping Void Divine Weapons, with three of them even drawing ‘rare’ divine weapons.
Niu Tu was the last to step up.
He often aided his race but, after all, he was a Pseudo Invincible Strongman, with abundant Source Crystals.
Without hesitation, he chose a ten consecutive draw — from the start of the special effects to the end, his eyes were wide open like copper bells but never blinked once.
One piece after another of rune equipment flew out of the Crystal Ball. Niu Tu caught them, glanced at them, and put them into his Space Ring.
Calm as an emotionless old ox.
Ten in a row, twenty, thirty… Niu Tu’s expression didn’t change an iota.
The eyes of the onlookers around went straight.
Divine weapon, yet another divine weapon!
High-purity Source Crystals spilled like water; he was a big shot, a ruthless guy too!
“Boss, b-boss, you… gulp, you have drawn more than four hundred times already.”
Niu Tu’s intimidating aura was unapproachable, very cold.
Out of sight of others, his cow’s hoof trembled a bit.
“I know, I have a sense of proportion.”
The voice was calm, although there seemed to be a slight tremor in that calmness.
A Bull Clan member scratched his head, it must be an illusion.
The number of draws kept increasing, as did the gathering of onlookers.
Like a peak duel between two gambling gods at a casino.
The other was the Crystal Ball drawing platform.
The atmosphere was tense, and all the onlookers held their breath.
Someone counted, it must have been seven or eight hundred draws by then, and still no Unity Divine Weapon, clearly putting the Bull Clan big shot at a disadvantage, yet he remained unfazed, impressive, truly impressive.
In Niu Tu’s mind, there were two voices, the rational one telling him to stop quickly, while the other voice seemed to be even more reasonable:
‘Seven or eight hundred draws, by probability calculation, the odds of getting a Unity Divine Weapon on the next draw are very high!’
‘It’s not just about getting a prize; having an intact Unity Divine Weapon would boost my combat power, and that will make cooperating with the Seven Lustrous Federation’s actions more assured!’
‘Yes, it’s definitely not for the sake of face!’
Niu Tu mechanically fed in high-purity Source Crystals and pressed the draw button.
Like a cold expert steadily putting in his stakes.
“Dong! Your Source Crystal balance is insufficient.”
Niu Tu was taken aback, turned his Space Ring over, shook it, and one or two high-purity Source Crystals fell out.
He gradually panted heavily, eyes bloodshot, like a gambler who had lost his shirt, the expert demeanor gone.