Apocalypse: System of lotteries



Digennaro ate one pie after another, her mouth full and bulging, and she mumbled, "It's so delicious~"

Ming stroked her little head and smiled, "If it's delicious, eat more. If it's not enough, I'll go and ask your sister-in-law to make more for you next time."

"Okay~ you have to thank them."

"You're welcome, I always appreciate her cooking."

"~~"

Nearby, Philip was exasperated - just last night he had painstakingly lectured the goddess about eating more daintily. And now his efforts were moot again.

After the last one, Digennaro patted her belly. " can you cook this next time?" 

"I don't know how to make them."

"You can find a wife."

"I can't find a wife just to eat a pie, can I?"

"Hmm,  you're absolutely right."

Digennaro nodded, looked at Old Philip, and said, "Old Philip, did you hear that? I can't chew slowly just because of others, right?"

"~~"

Philip nodded, yes~ yes~ you are right~ He looked at the man in front of him, thinking, you really picked the right time to come~

"did you leave some for Clos?"

"I did."

"Heh~"

Digennaro wiped her mouth, "Does Sister Clos like it? I'm talking about the pie."

"She's not here, probably went to the trading city."

"What's she doing there? You guys didn't conspire to get kidnapped on purpose, did you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, we would never do something so heinous."

Ming shook his head, suddenly... his heart trembled, actively attracting kidnapping... this seemed to be a way to make money, no, that's too inhumane.

In the trading city, at a small pub on the street, a group of drinkers each held beer, sitting on the long table at the side of the street, talking about the places they had recently been and their gains.

When they saw a woman followed by a huge zombie puppet with sunglasses, they immediately began to whisper.

"Did you see, guys? That's Miss Clos of the Goodman family."

"I heard the Sun Empire nabbed her and lost a king in exchange!"

"They messed with the wrong person, I heard that one mark on her wrist cost 100,000!"

"No, it's 500,000."

"I heard it was a million."

"Stop talking, she's coming~"

Everyone immediately held their beer and remained silent. Clos arrived at the entrance of the pub and greeted the pub owner, Decha.

Decha handed out the account book with a smile, leaning against the bar, and said, "Congratulations to Miss Clos on her promotion. Now our group's mining and entertainment industries are all under your jurisdiction, right?"

Clos took it, pulling out her own notebook to carefully record numbers. "I'm just an errand girl...no raise or anything."

Decha laughed, "Having Goodman personally intervene is no ordinary errand girl treatment," 

"All right, I've finished the accounts for today."

Clos returned the account book, feeling a bit desolate and helpless, "Ah~ now every time I go out, people avoid me, afraid that if they touch me they will have to pay money, making me look like I'm always ready to scam someone."I think you should take a look at

"Haha~"

"All right, I'm going to the next place to check accounts."

"Okay, take care."

Decha waved, took back the account book, and carried out a barrel of ice-cold beer, preparing to sell it when it got dark. A curious customer sitting next to him asked, "Boss, do you know that Miss Clos?"

Decha put down the barrel, "Did you see the sign of my pub~ Gutman Group Liquor Company's first branch."

"Your... your beer is not expensive, right?"

"Don't worry, we won't overcharge, reputation first."

"Then we can drink without worries."

"..."

In 1521, ming and Digennaro were strolling around the mining area. They first visited the mine, which was larger than the one in the grassland, and then passed through the residential area. People here, upon seeing Digennaro, would stop and bow.

Ming found that the people here had smiles like Digennaro's on their faces: sunny and bright. Could this be the influence of faith?

Faith...

However, a person like Digennaro, who always stays happy, can indeed influence those around her.

"I've found out the secret of the Eye of Heaven."

"What secret?"

"Hmm~ I found that every time I use it, I get a little bit of energy. I feel that when the energy reaches a certain amount, the Eye of Heaven will become stronger. Yeah, that's the secret."

"Hmm, that's good."

Her Eye of Heaven might be a growing skill. The more it's used, the more experience it gets, and then it breaks through, advancing to a higher level. It is well known that skills that can grow will be strong.

[Your Napoleon lies on Medusa's neck, starting the journey of world domination together. It asks if she knows any strong beings to recruit. Medusa thinks...ming is powerful! ]

[Your Napoleon tells Medusa, find another one, ming won't do, he has his own things to do... Medusa tells Napoleon, there are many creatures in the fog that look strong~]

[Your Napoleon and Medusa venture into the mists seeking mighty recruitment targets...]

"~~"

Ming laughed, "If you could deceive the Flying Leech, then you'd really be impressive. It's been a while since I last visited that guy, and I'm a bit curious about how it's doing, strange~"

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hmm, I also feel happy when I'm with you."

Ming ruffled Digennaro's hair and pointed to the ruined building in the distance, "Inside there is the earthworm farm, and it should be the harvest season now. You can use them to practice using your eyes."

Digennaro nodded. "Yeah, their heads are all poking out, must be eager."

"Hmm."

Ming looked at the girl next to him, how do you feel like my real little sister? He told Digennaro about the time and meeting place for going to the 807 zone and then returned to the 109 zone.

[Your Napoleon stands by the lake, looking at the Flying Leech that's covered with eyes and mouths. Buddy, seeing your unusual physique, you must be a genius for world domination. Are you interested in joining us to conquer the world... The Flying Leech's eyes flutter, gu ge da na ma su nu!]

[Your Napoleon understood and responded gu gua su nu!... The Flying Leech's eyes widened, Buddy, if you don't know my dialect, don't speak it randomly~]

"~~"

After Ming returned to 109, he headed towards the fog. Coincidentally, the Flying Leech was at home, perfect for a chat.

Actually, his main purpose was to see if there had been any slight changes in the Flying Leech after it was injected with Giant Snail fluid. If not, he would give it another shot. After all, the Giant Snail had plenty of fluid, so there was no need to worry about this consumption.

Besides, the Leech seemed pretty willing. After all, it never dodged every time he injected.