"Senior, do we really want to gamble on luck?" Bai Lu hesitated in front of the Huilu chain store.
It’s not that she doesn’t trust her seniors, but this store is a famous one where big prizes don’t exist.
I heard that no one has won the super prize since the opening event.
At most, you can win third or fourth prize. Second prize is only once every one or two years.
But even so, there are still countless people flocking to it. The reason is that the value of the super prize pool accumulated over the past few years is too high.
Even without the super prize, just one thousandth of the second prize is enough to make a beggar join the ranks of the rich.
"Don't worry, the power of the mind is omnipotent. Remember the experiment I did with the cups rising and falling? Now all the 'little dumplings' think you can win the prize, so don't hesitate."
Just now, she had conveyed the message to all the little spirits. Today, their boss would take Bai Lu to the lottery, and she would win the first prize.
Hearing this, Bai Lu nodded seriously.
Since the seniors have said so, there must be no problem! Besides, even if it is a big deal, the worst that can happen is just losing the money for a lottery draw.
Thinking of this, she also came to this ordinary little shop and looked at the boss wearing a black cat mask.
"Hmm... I remember that the boss here used to like wearing a clown mask."
Bai Lu couldn't help but recall that in her memory, no matter how many times she saw it, the boss here was always wearing a clown mask.
"Could it be that someone has changed?"
Thinking of this, Bai Lu also came to the other party.
But before Bai Lu could say anything, she saw him turn around and leave... but he soon ran back with a food cart in front of him.
At the same time, all kinds of festive and cheerful music sounded...
"Ding Ding~ You are the 1.8 billionth customer to visit our store. You can receive a delicate commemorative cake and a free lucky draw."
As he said that, he opened the cover on the dining car, revealing a cake as tall as Bailu.
The cake was decorated with dragons and phoenixes, and willow trees with floral patterns. It had six layers, each with a different flavor and decoration. Eighteen candles were placed on top, making it look quite impressive.
"Um...are you really going to give it to me?"
Bai Lu couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Every layer was the flavor she liked.
Slurp
I want to eat...
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"Of course, you're the 1.8 billionth customer to enter our store, which is as rare as winning the lottery. Want to try a prize? You're such a cute kid, you're sure to have great luck."
Hearing this, Bai Lu also struggled to pull her eyes away from the cake.
She did not forget the original purpose of coming here, and she could not be attracted by Cricket's cake that looked beautiful and delicious.
Thinking of this, Bai Lu decisively walked to the lottery machine and tapped it lightly.
As the number was dialed, the next moment, that cute face was filled with an incredible expression.
All eight digits are correct, and all seven colors are correct!
Bai Lu repeatedly checked the number in her hand with today's number, and was a little bit unbelievable for a moment.
You know, the lottery machine in this store is said to be absolutely random and cannot be affected by the power.
Even the city lord had to return home empty-handed, but she never expected that she would be defeated again!
Excited, Bai Lu couldn't help but hug Luo Yun: "Senior...Senior, you're amazing! You really won!"
After the words were spoken, Luo Yun felt a vague hostility again, but it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Haha, congratulations on winning 80% of the prize pool! It has all been deposited into your card. Remember to set a password before use. Please keep it safe.
If you want to eat cake here, there is a restaurant at the back.”
The boss interrupted Bai Lu's admiration for Luo Yun with a smile.
After hearing about the cake, Bai Lu immediately shifted her attention, took Jingka, pulled the food cart and ran to the back.
"Senior, let's eat cake first!"
"You go eat first, I'll go later."
Hearing this, Bai Lu nodded and quickly ran away with the food cart.
Soon, Luo Yun and the boss were the only ones left in the shop.
"Beautiful lady, is there anything else you need?"
The boss straightened his mask and his tone was no longer as enthusiastic as before.
Faced with the change in her boss's attitude, Luo Yun was not surprised. Instead, she thought seriously, "I'm just wondering, what are the identities of you masked men? What is your purpose..."
Having said that, she couldn't help but ponder. These guys wearing masks all had one thing in common, which was that they looked ordinary.
But in the morning, after he released his ninth-order mental power, everyone was able to easily push it away.
This is obviously not the strength that an ordinary spiritual walker should have.
However, facing Luo Yun's thoughts, the boss obviously did not have much patience.
"Haha, he's just a profit speculator. As for wearing a mask, it's just a personal hobby." After saying that, he waved his hand and walked out.
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In the alley, a dark brick door opened and the boss stepped inside.
A little light reflected. Among them, a person wearing a clown mask looked up at the person coming.
"Have you eaten the cake?"
"She should be eating it now. She seems to like it very much."
"That's great. Even though it's a few days late, it's still what I wanted."
…
Both sides were silent for a moment again...
The boss wearing a black cat mask couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to disappear?"
"Yes, the infection is almost reaching me. From now on, I'll leave this place to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the clown mask suddenly exploded, and a dirty yellow color appeared on his body.
"It seems that it's coming faster than I thought." The man chuckled and sat down, his body disappearing bit by bit as if it was being eaten by something.
Half a minute later
All that was left were fragments of the mask and a pile of clothes that had fallen off automatically.
Feeling the power coming from the opponent at the last moment, the boss sighed and shot out a spark to incinerate it.
Looking at the flickering orange flame, he couldn't help but touch his mask. When the infinite in number is placed on the scale of time, this "infinity" will eventually come to an end.
Although the scale of time can be infinitely small, in every second of the past, there is an uncountable and infinite Him.
But... the length of history is limited. The past is shrinking day by day, and at an increasingly faster rate.
Maybe one day when I wake up, it will be time to change my mask again. "I don't know how long it will take until that day comes..."
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