After Wang Xi hit something good on his ten-pull, he didn't continue drawing Cards. He'd heard from Brother Xun that luck is a conserved quantity.
You either throw a hundred thousand in for nothing...
...or you throw a hundred thousand in and summon a windfall.
Faced with the choice between splurging and suicide, he chose to quit while he was ahead.
Bai Qimeng, however, seemed to be a firm believer in gacha superstitions, so she goaded Lin Xin'Er into going up to pad the pull count.
The result?
The girl did a ten-pull and hit something good, too.
DING DONG DING DONG!
The rainbow-colored ring of fire shot out pillars of light.
Nine white, one green.
After scanning, the haul consisted of eight junk Cards, one White Two Stars full-body armor, and one Green One Star Silver-Plated Firearm.
Some were happy, and some were sad.
