Apocalypse: System of lotteries



Before Ming sent Christina away, he had her teach him how to read such a professional map.

Hmm~ After learning, he sent her away, then cleaned up the warehouse. After all, there were too many things and it was too messy. Finally, he fused the White Horse Silver Bow and Wu Teda Tsugai's Forced Knockback Bow. After all, he was going to become a long-range archer again, so naturally, he needed to have a powerful bow and arrow.

[Victory Silver Bow]

[Attribute: Fixed Damage]

[Attribute: Forced Knockback]

[Attribute: Long Shot]

[Attribute: Psychic Arrow]

[Attribute: Ten at Once]

"Awesome~"

Ming held the new bow after fusion and sighed in admiration. He could shoot ten forced knockback psychic arrows at once. Who could get close?

But it would be quite expensive. However, the fixed damage of one arrow is 1000. If it's ten arrows... could it be 10000? Who should be the lucky one to try?

On the prairie.

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro's head, twisting his face, looking at the woman... feeling smooth~]

[…]

"!!"

Just as Ming landed, he received Kyomoto Jiro's mental message. What on earth is this language, what are you two doing?

Tiptoeing, he came to the outside of the tent, listened carefully, and heard Clos laugh out loud, "This is so exquisite, the boss will definitely like it~"

"!!"

Ming slowly squatted down... what the hell do I like?

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro twisting his body... his back is so itchy...]

[…]

"~~"

Ming frowned, what the hell are these two doing?

Then, the woman said again, "Do you want to try and see if it can take you to heaven."

"!!"

Ming was dumbfounded. Are you two studying rockets?

The sound of small footsteps came from the tent, and Ming quickly moved to the side of the tent to hide. Meanwhile, Clos walked out of the tent, holding Kyomoto Jiro's big fat hand, patting his big belly, and pointing to the sky, "Come on~ try~"

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro, spread wings... Fly…]

[…]

"~~"

Ming looked at Kyomoto Jiro standing still, flapping a pair of small wings on his back, slightly larger than a fan. The good news was that Kyomoto Jiro had evolved and grown wings. The bad news was that they were useless.

"Eh~"

Clos turned around and saw a man crouching next to the tent, startled, "Boss, the bathroom is over there, not here~"

"!!"

Clos walked up with a smile, stood next to the man, and pointed to Kyomoto Jiro, "Look, it has evolved a pair of... chicken wings~"

"!!"

Ming looked at the pair of small wings. Well, the woman's description was quite fitting and he couldn't refute it.

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro looking at the woman... turned around, crossed arms, ignoring you~]

[…]

"!!"

God... God ignores you!!!

He turned to look at the woman. Well, Clos's beastman has become effeminate. 

No, this absolutely cannot happen to Kyomoto Jiro. You are a wrestling champion.

At this moment, the woman smiled and said, "Boss, I was right, wasn't I? Kyomoto Jiro really has gained some wisdom. But I'm not sure whether this behavior is a memory from a past life or it's encoded in his genes."

"Stop~"

Ming waved his hand and said to the woman, "You've done a great job turning Kyomoto Jiro into this."

"It's all I should do."

" A security guard, dressed in pink clothes, look, is he wearing a butterfly hairpin on his head? This is the wrong guidance. Your salary will be halved for 10 days, and forget about the bonus. Also, other benefits will be halved."

Ming looked at the woman, glaring, "No rebuttal, no room for negotiation."

"Humph!"

Clos turned around and crossed her arms, her demeanor identical to Kyomoto Jiro's.

Ignoring you～I think you should take a look at

"~~"

This... The evidence is solid. The way Kyomoto Jiro turned out is all this woman's doing.

Clos watched as the boss kicked Kyomoto Jiro into the mist. She looked at the back of the man and stomped her foot, "The clothes are all dirty, and isn't it me who has to wash them by hand! Is the laundry detergent free?"

Inside the mist, Ming glanced at the wings of Kyomoto Jiro walking in front of him. This... should have inherited the wing genes from Raoul, only something wrong.

If Raoul saw this, he would probably say that Kyomoto Jiro was really not living up to expectations. What's the use of such evolution? Can you cut them off and roast them when you're hungry?

[Eagle Eye]inspection:

[Eagle's Wings: Possesses a pair of eagle's wings. When spread out, agility is doubled.]

"!!"

Ming was taken aback at first, then he showed a smile, "Looks unimpressive, didn't expect the effect to be so good~ These are really good chicken wings."

A moment later, the master and servant duo crouched down and arrived at the small African village.

Sniff~ 

Ming sniffed. He didn't smell the scent of the five-star epic[Kuihu. Ni].

Right, he remembered, it was a hunter, with a talent for concealing his tracks and scent.

"Kyomoto Jiro~ Charge in."

Pat~

Ming patted Kyomoto Jiro's thigh, limited by his height, he could only do this.

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro carefully stood up, fearing that his clothes would be scratched by plants, and rushed into the village with small steps~]

[…]

Seeing this scene, Ming squatted on the ground, rubbing his face. This was his fault, he should not have given Kyomoto Jiro to Clos in the first place, it was a mistake~

[Your Da Vinci and foodie are lying on the ground, watching Kyomoto Jiro enter the village awkwardly. The frogs looked at each other and couldn't bear to look directly~]

[Your foodie asked Da Vinci, how did Kyomoto Jiro become like this? Da Vinci turned his eyes, and had a flash of inspiration, is it possible that Clos is a woman who can turn men into non-men~]

[Your foodie looked at the sky out of the corner of his eye, so that's how it is, I knew Clos was a magician~ she even transformed a living person~]

"~~"

Ming glanced at the two frogs at his feet and pointed in the other direction, "Go play somewhere else~"

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro walked into the village, stood in the center, and locked eyes with the bald, horned black man zombie. He looked at the leopard print covering his lower body…]

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro asked, can I borrow your leopard print pants…]

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro was punched in the face, he fell back and hit the ground. He stood up, brushed the dirt off his body, and shouted angrily...compensate my pants...]

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro started wrestling... and got tangled up with him...]

[…]

"Well, that's good, there's still some fighting spirit left."

Ming got up and headed straight for the village.

[Your Da Vinci patted foodie, what's so good about watching a fight, let's go help Merlin find some poisonous flowers and weeds, recently haven't been poisoned, feel like something's missing~ Foodie looked at Da Vinci, you just want to self-abuse~]

[Your frogs hopped around and ignored the sounds of battle behind them, and walked further and further away. They arrived at a piece of cracked land, looking at the cracked pieces like fish scales, they didn't think they were useful~]

"Boom!!" Kyomoto Jiro was blown away by a punch and crashed into a mud hut.

[Puppet Kyomoto Jiro looked at the mud all over his body, furious! Charge!]

[…]

"Hmm?"

Ming, floating in the air, touched his nose and watched the battle. He didn't join the fight, he wanted Kyomoto Jiro to relive the feeling of battle. Although it had advanced to the four-star Emperor level, it was still too weak compared to the five-star epic level. However, its fighting spirit which grew stronger the more it fought was very commendable.

Crack! A loud noise.

Ming saw Kyomoto Jiro's left leg caught in a large trap.

Defense -2000!

Kuihu.Ni's skill [Hidden Trap].

Luckily, the damage was not high, but this skill came with an immobilizing effect, which made him lose his mobility.

"Roar!"

Kuihu dug its four feet into the ground, charged, leaped high into the air, and punched Kyomoto Jiro on the top of his head.

[Kyomoto Jiro watched as the butterfly hairpin shattered and fell to the ground. It raised its head to stare at the black zombie in front of it...Fury!]

[Kyomoto Jiro smashed the [Trap] with a punch and rammed its head into the black zombie... knocking it to the ground... then charged forward with big strides...]

[…]

"Hiss~"

Seeing this, Ming had a flash of inspiration.