The middle-aged woman didn't have much strength, but she was not a tumor.

But she is a core member and family member of Rakuten Club!

With this status, the aunt's complexion is naturally much healthier than those long-lived tumor cells in the garage.

The whole person is full of energy and looks lively.

She glanced at Jiang Yi arrogantly, and said impatiently:

"How much life do you have left? White or green?"

Each time you draw the white wheel, you will lose one year of your life.

Each time you draw the green wheel, you will lose ten years of your life.

There are also blue, purple and other different grades of turntables on the top.

Different grades of turntables will naturally produce different things.

For example, the same elixir of life.

The white turntable draws out an elixir of immortality that can only extend one's life span by a few decades.

However, if you draw out the elixir from the green wheel, you can extend your life by several years!

Jiang Yi only has one year left to live, so naturally he can't draw the green wheel.

He walked out slowly and said quietly, "I'll pick the white wheel."

Seeing that he did not look hesitant, the mother did not ask any more questions. She just spat out some melon seeds and raised her chin and said:

"Okay, then follow me."

Having said that, he turned and left.

At this moment, another voice suddenly came from the underground garage:

"Auntie Liu, I want to enter the lottery too!"

I saw the tattooed man who was said to be a tumor and a good-for-nothing before, also came out of the garage.

Aunt Liu glanced at him and asked the same question with the same attitude and in the same way.

The tattooed man replied: "I have 12 years left to live, and I will also draw the white wheel."

Aunt Liu nodded and left with Jiang Yi and the tattooed man.

After they left, the other tumor bugs in the garage began to discuss:

"Didn't Luo Shan just eat the leftovers that Brother Liang brought? Why is he still drawing prizes at this time? He's not hungry anymore!"

"Humph, didn't you hear what he just said? Living with a tumor will not end well! So he wants to change his fate by turning the wheel!"

"Hey, there are so many long-term tumors, how many of them can really change their fate by spinning the wheel and drawing a prize?"

"Humph! I think he just can't accept it! I guess it's because his father Gao Chang and Chen Liang today irritated him!"

"Some people take themselves too seriously! They always think they are the protagonists of the world and should be at the top of the world! But in reality? They are nothing!"

Obviously, these tumors who have accepted their fate do not think that Luo Shan can change his fate by spinning the wheel and drawing a prize.

I just think it's ridiculous that you still hold on to unrealistic fantasies about him!

As for Jiang Yi...

They felt it was a waste of breath to even mock such a dying person.

About a few minutes later, Jiang Yi and Luo Shan followed Aunt Liu to the club's specially set up roulette wheel lottery area.

A month ago, the doomsday game invaded and the entire Blue Planet was transformed into digital form.

The original land seemed to be shattered into countless pieces by a powerful force, scattered across the boundless ocean.

Jiangcheng, where Jiang Yi was, was one of the countless small pieces that were crushed into pieces.

"Jiangcheng" was what the fragments of this city were called before the end of the world.

About a year after the apocalypse, the area was renamed Qingchuan Base.

Including other fragment areas, they also began to be uniformly renamed as XX Base.

The populations of the various bases also began to exchange what they had on a large scale.

At that time, the doomsday is no longer just the doomsday.

It is more like a world where order has been restored and aura has been revived.

Under the new system, welfare institutions, schools, hospitals, transportation facilities...

All performance facilities will be improved later.

A new legal system will also be re-established.

However, in a world where the strong prey on the weak, laws are used purely to restrain the weak.

The right to speak in the world is always in the hands of the powerful.

Of course, that was the development trajectory of Jiang Yi's previous life in his memory.