Apocalypse: System of lotteries

Bang!

Taron smashed the wine bottle with his arm.

Originally, he wanted to disrupt the auction, consume the funds of these powers, and, most importantly, call it a day once this price chase was over.

But I never thought that those guys would stop auctioning!

Their hard-earned family money is gone.

"What do we do, boss?" asked the man.

Standing beside him, one man instantly tensed up.

"What should we do?"

Taron looked up at the candle-lit ceiling. How did he know what to do?

Pfft!

He felt a chill in his chest.

A sharp knife penetrated Taron's chest as he looked down.

Looking back, Brett was the person who did it!

"You... you... you..."

He kicked Taron, who seemed deflated, with his sharp knife.

All guild members in the room were surprised by this move.

"Guys! Taron usually commands blindly. How many losses have our brothers suffered? Now he's lost all that money our brother exchanged for his life. Wouldn't you want to kill him?"

With a sharp knife in hand, Brett looked around.

"Brett killed well! Damn, I've been unhappy with him for a while."

"Fuck it, I'm stabbin' him!"

"I want him dead!"

"Let's all be quiet."

Brett calmed the crowd and said, "There are still zombies outside. Don't make too much noise. I will lead everyone in the future."

"Good job!"

Everyone clapped, but the 2,500 doomsday coins were gone, which still made them upset.

There's so much money lost.

Originally thought that this time the trading house opened, we all buy equipment and skills to improve themselves.

Sadly, they're afraid to have to lose a few more lives if they want to make money.

Does anyone want to die? Should anyone die?

"Brett, I know someone named Ming, but I'm not sure if it's that one"

A thin young man named Jeremy suddenly stood up. A few days ago, he was newly recruited for the union.

Almost everyone looked at him.

"Huh? Tell me more."

Brett was worried he'd heard it wrong and confirmed it again.

Now that he'd just risen to power, he had to establish his prestige.

Still trying to figure out how to go about things, he heard Jeremy say it and immediately thought of a way.

Now shift the target, good.

I know that Ming and I used to be a classmate, he is tall and strong fighting very fierce, usually four or five people may not be able to beat him, I remember once the next class of more than 20 people around him, were beaten down by him."

The things Jeremy said were inevitably exaggerated because he wanted revenge.

During high school, he had a crush on a girl for three years, and she actually said she liked Ming.

She said he could never match Ming, which sent him into extreme jealousy and hatred.

He considered killing Ming, but in accordance with the rules of the law society he was not permitted to do so.

But now it's the end of the world, and killing is not a crime!

"It's probably not him, right? There are a lot of Mings in the country, right?"

Brett frowned.

"Brett, Ming lives a few streets away. It's not far."

"Well, that was close."

Brett thought for a moment, then said to the crowd, "Our primary goal now is to stay alive. We should form a team to kill the zombies outside as before. I'll lead. You guys follow."

"After the long night is over, I think we can search for the Ming Jeremy mentioned. It's okay if it's not the Ming we're looking for. We'll get our money back if it's the one we're looking for."

"What if he doesn't give it to us?"

"Don't let him live! Kill him!"

"But if it really is him, then he has a lot of strength!"

"Despite his strength, he is also a human being. Can't so many of us kill him?"

"Jeremy and he are classmates. Let him come into contact when the time comes and stab him in the back."

"Okay, let's do it!"

"That's good!"

Everyone nodded.

The corners of Jeremy's mouth curved as he stood aside and smiled.

"My dear Ming, I will let you die in my hands if you are still alive. "Jeremy thought

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"Ding~Warm reminder, the [C*Frozen* Staff] you have listed for auction has been successfully auctioned for 2500 Doomsday Gold Coins."

"Doomsday game, no commission deducted. Doomsday Gold Coins have been transferred to your personal account."

"Haha~"

The purple arrow bag was only sold for 2000 doomsday coins in the doomsday store.

He sold his green staff for an astonishing 2500 doomsday gold coins.

It was simply an unexpected pleasure.

As he kneaded Da Vinci, he held it directly in his hands.

He opened his eyes and stared at him for quite some time.

[Your Da Vinci feels that your loneliness cannot be redeemed. What's wrong with you? Let the frogs go, don't you? ]

[Your Da Vinci escapes from your palm and returns to its nest]

[It feels like it's time to get a woman back for you, so you don't have to pinch this frog every day]

"....."

A smile spread across Ming's face.

He operated the light screen in front of him and slid to the purple arrow pouch position.

There are 5 minutes left until the trading house closes.

Click Buy.

Trigger the koi necklace effect, buy goods with a 20% discount, and actually pay 1600 doomsday gold coins.

Successful purchase.

A purple arrow pouch automatically appeared in his brain's storage.

A little excitement filled Ming's eyes.

When he thought about it, this deal today was incredible.

After a green weapon was auctioned off, it bought a purple arrow bag not to mention earning nearly 1000 gold coins.

"This is amazing."

He removed the updated arrow pouch and replaced it with the previous D-rank arrow pouch.

[C* Crossbow Arrow Bag with Capacity Recovery (Durability 600/600)]

[Deputy right]

[Constitution + 1]

[Strength + 1]

[Agility + 1]

[Spirit + 1]

[Top Grade Attribute: Large capacity, many loads, rapid recovery - quiver capacity 60, arrows recover every 30 seconds.]

"It adds attributes as a secondary weapon."

"That's unexpected."

Ming admired the arrow pouch, not the kind that hangs from the waist and sways with it when you run, like before. Rather, it is a very ergonomically designed arrow box, crossbow arrows are arranged in a way that takes up the least amount of space and is designed.

Only a dozen or so arrow tails were visible outside, and the rest were in the box.

"Great, it doesn't matter if it's more expensive."

"Let's see if there's anything else to buy."

Ming took his time and after another sweep, there were no items or skills that struck him.

Bored, he glanced at the chat area.

Again, it's boiling.

987y9: "Holy shit!!! That purple quality arrow bag was bought! 2000 doom coins !!."

098334: "Who bought it? How arrogant!"

09ju6:"There aren't any records of this kind of direct purchase at the Doomsday Store, and I don't know which boss has so much spare cash."

T943w: "I saw someone purchase items with 2000 Doomsday Coins after watching a bunch of forces compete for Ming's small staff. I feel increasingly worried."

Oli8: "I used to be a model, but now I'm a stewardess, and I'm a bit fat. Please reply and I'll let you know where I am!"

Ming1"'I'm in City K, come find me!'

Oli8: "Get out of my way, you fucking idiot"

9ik8:May I tell you I'm Ming's trumpet?"

9840: "I guarantee that Ming is watching, Ming1, you wait to be beaten."

"... "

After scanning the chat area, Ming closed it directly.

They're kinda boring.

Am I the kind of person who can't walk when I see a woman?

But 182 is pretty high.

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