Zu An rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He actually had 57,454 Rage points in total! That was more than the grand total of all he had earned prior to today!
He quickly recalled what he had done for the day. He had earned quite a bit earlier in the morning at the academy gates, as well as bits and pieces over the course of the morning. Of course, the bulk of it had come from the main event earlier in the afternoon with Ye Chenliang, Yuan Wendong and the others. The crowd had simply been too kind, enthusiastically offering him their Rage points over and over.
This newly-gathered data compelled Zu An to rethink his strategy. No matter how he tried to squeeze an individual dry, the amount of Rage points he could earn from just a single person was just too limited. It would be much wiser for him to spread his net out and earn it from a crowd instead. That would be far more efficient.
Yeap, it looks like I should focus more on AOE skills in the future. The more butthurt people there are, the better it would be for me.
After deciding on his new plan, Zu An moved on to look at the Keyboard’s lottery. It quickly dawned on him that he wasn’t in a good position to do his usual hand-washing ritual.
Forget it, I’ll just compromise a little.
Zu An wanted to forsake the hassle and simply press the ‘Enter’ key to get the drawing over and done with. However, his trembling hands simply wouldn’t heed his orders.
No! I can’t skip any step at all. Even if I don’t wash my face, the least I should do is to wash my hands so as to cleanse my luck!
So, he spat in his hands and rubbed them together vigorously before finally hitting the enter button at ease.
The light marker swiftly flashed across the keyboard before finally stopping on the ‘4’ key. Ki Fruit!
Zu An was delighted.
It looks like washing my hands is really important. I actually got it in a single shot!
Meanwhile, his deskmate, Wei Suo, watched as he spat saliva onto his own hands and froze. He shifted his chair discreetly away from Zu An, wanting to put some distance between them.
I know that my boss is a master moocher, but I didn’t think that he would have such horrid hygiene practices. I wonder if my Chu Chuyan and the others know that he does such stuff.
Zu An was oblivious to how bizarre his current actions seemed in the eyes of others. He was much too focused on the lottery.
Thanks for playing!
Thanks for playing!
Thanks for playing!
Shit, yet another wave of ‘Thanks for playing’!
…
Oh, another Ki Fruit.
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Thanks for playing… Ki Fruit… Thanks for playing… Ki Fruit…
Zu An drew the lottery over a hundred times, and the light marker finally landed on a key that was different from before—the ‘1’ key. It was Faith in Brother Spring!
Zu An heaved a sigh of relief. This was what he had really wanted to draw. The last time he got injured, he used Divine Physician Ji’s medicine, but the rate of recovery had been less than satisfactory. Were he to find himself in a dire situation, there was no way his enemy would wait for him to heal up before continuing their assault!
With Faith in Brother Spring around, he would at least have another trump card in hand. The ability to instantly restore himself back to full health was almost the same as having an additional life.
Zu An continued drawing the lottery, hoping to get something different. After all, the products from the Keyboard tended to be high quality. It seemed, however, that fate had abandoned him. The only results he got were ‘Thanks for playing’ and more Ki Fruits.
Damn it, I can’t believe that my luck is this bad!
He spat another mouthful of saliva on his own hands and rubbed them thoroughly between his fingers and even into his fingernails before resuming the drawing once more. With over 57,400 Rage points this time around, he could draw a total of 574 times.
Wei Suo, who was looking on, swallowed hard. He wondered if his boss was out of his mind.
No, I shouldn’t harbor such thoughts. Boss is the man known as the master moocher! How can I dare evaluate him using common logic? Could this be his secret to how he managed to court so many beautiful women? I must learn from his example!
So, Wei Suo also spat in his hand and began rubbing his saliva all over his own hands. He couldn’t resist the urge to raise his hands up and smell them, and the stench was so powerful that it nearly knocked him out.
All this was lost on Zu An, who was engrossed in his lottery drawing. Finally, he grinned in excitement. The light marker had landed on a different key this time around—the ‘9’ key!
Fortune Pill!
Artifact Effect: Maximizes your luck to the greatest degree for two hours. Any event or trial that is luck dependent will end in an outcome favorable to you.
Zu An’s eyes lit up. This was exactly the item he needed right now! With this, wouldn’t he be able to draw something useful from the lottery every single time?
It was as if the Keyboard had read his mind. A small disclaimer suddenly appeared at the bottom of the screen. Note: The Fortune Pill doesn’t work on the keyboard’s lottery system.
Shit!
Zu An nearly smashed the Keyboard on the spot. The Keyboard had undeniably brought him many conveniences, but the sheer frustration he went through while using it was no less real.
If he couldn’t use the Fortune Pill for the lottery, what use did he have for it? He was in the real world right now! It was not as if he was playing a game where luck could improve the equipment drop rates when he killed mobs.
Instead of a luck booster, I would rather get something that improved my looks.
Hmm… then again, my looks don’t need any improvement.
1. Propriety, in Chinese, is a much more expansive word, encompassing the ideas of manners, etiquette, and values.