Chapter 26: Ten consecutive draws are all wrong, and drawing cards will definitely cause trouble
OK, OK, this is how you play it, right? I don't believe it!
Seeing that he had lost all the money he had saved with great difficulty and had not gained any tangible benefits, Loen gritted his teeth and became ruthless. He raised his hand and drew a Hermetic symbol, opened the magic circle, and took out all his remaining assets.
Thirteen bronze badges fell to the ground with a clink, looking rather shabby. These were the odds and ends he had accumulated over the past half month.
Since the difficulty of [Daily Book], [Weekly Book] and [High Difficulty Book] increases almost exponentially, the exchange ratio between the three is 100:1.
Therefore, if you want to exchange the bronze badge that is equivalent to a consolation prize in your hand for a hard-earned silver badge and take a big gamble, you must complete at least 100 [Daily Books], which means you will need to spend a full 100 days.
Maybe, before he saved up enough capital, he would have gone bankrupt. The process was really quite disappointing.
Instead of spending that much time on it, it would be more practical to go directly to the [Weekly Book] to get resources.
But at the moment, there is no other way. I can only use the existing capital to try my luck in the friendship pool, even if it is a last-ditch effort.
Loen complained secretly, picked up the twelve-sided dice on the ground listlessly, and threw a number at random.
Five familiar snake patterns come into view, representing Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war.
There are many ways to rank the Olympian gods, but the most mainstream one is to divide them according to strength and status.
The twelve main gods correspond exactly to the twelve numbers on the dice:
1 Zeus, the king of gods; 2 Hera, the queen of heaven; 3 Poseidon, the god of the sea; 4 Demeter, the goddess of agriculture; 5 Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom; 6 Apollo, the god of light; 7 Artemis, the goddess of hunting; 8 Ares, the god of war; 9 Aphrodite, the goddess of love; 10 Hephaestus, the god of fire; 11 Hestia, the goddess of the hearth; 12 Hermes, the messenger of the gods.
(In Chapter 14, the number 3 was used to represent Ares, the god of war, which was not appropriate. It has been changed to 8. Please refresh.)
At this moment, after seeing the result of the throw, Loen was not excited at all. Instead, he had a constipated expression on his face.
If it was the Silver Pool, this wave might be considered the jackpot, but he happened to be drawing from the Friendship Pool, which was a bit of a bummer, and Athena usually couldn't get anything good here.
In other words, it is most likely the most attractive reward.
As expected, as the dice on the ground stopped spinning, the bronze badge in Loen's hand twisted and changed, turning into a bronze coin with the head of Athena on the front and an owl relief on the back.
——Reward: Athena's Bronze +1...
——Specific function: It is equivalent to one dollar in circulation in the market. If you go to the city to buy a piece of bread, you have to owe two dollars...
It's really not coming when it should be, and trying to get in when it shouldn't be. It's really unlucky.
While feeling depressed and complaining, Loen threw the Bronze of Athena in his hand into the magic circle.
And in the corner of the dark space, there were two more of the same kind, which were the results of drawing from the friendship pool several times before.
Don't panic, even if it's a small loss, you still have twelve chances.
Loen tried to comfort himself, picked up the twelve-sided dice again, and continued to play in the friendship pool.
"Athena's Bronze +1..."
"Hera's Silver +1..."
"Athena's Bronze +1..."
"Athena's Bronze +1..."
"Athena's Bronze +1..."
"Zeus Gold +1..."
As a result of six consecutive shipments, Loen's facial muscles twitched violently, and he found it difficult to keep his composure for a while.
At this critical moment when you are trying to escape, what’s the use of giving money?
Will more gold coins be dropped when it cools down?
Also, sister, four out of six times it was you!
It’s fine if you don’t come to the Silver Pool, but this is already the Bronze League, and it’s really not worthy of your level. Please give me a way out and stop harming me, okay?
At this moment, Loen, with resentment towards a certain goddess of war and wisdom in his heart, picked up the twelve-sided dice again and decided to go for broke.
The good news is that in the next few times, the goddess of wisdom and war seemed to have heard his "prayer" and never appeared in the pool again.
But what replaced it was...
"Oceanos' seafood +1..."
"Hestia's recipe +1..."
"Demeter's grain essence +2..."
"Apollo's poem +1..."
"Artemis's prey +1..."
A series of suggestive oracles appeared in Loen's mind one after another. Surrounded by the "love of the gods", the praying man felt a lump in his throat and was so "touched" that he wanted to cry.
What the hell is this garbage?
You might as well give me some cash so I can buy a cemetery!
Seeing that the thirteen bronze badges he had saved with great difficulty were quickly used up, Luo weakly clenched the last one in his hand and looked at the serpentine twelve-sided dice on the ground with grief and anger.
He had never been so demanding when drawing cards before. Even the crappy pay-to-win game he helped design had a small guarantee of ten consecutive purple draws.
I've fired twelve times and I didn't get anything. This is not how you play when the friendship pool has a low drop rate.
Let's stop playing dice, Lady. We don't want to get any money, but can we get something that can be used temporarily?
While Loen was complaining about the crappy card-drawing mechanism and shouting that he was not worth playing, he honestly picked up the dice and rolled the last chance.
Under his nervous gaze, the dice rolled two and a half circles and finally stopped at the position 10.
At the same time, as his hand sank, a green oracle emerged in his mind.
"The God of Craftsman's Collection: Wings of Ikaros (Damaged)...^"
In an instant, Loen's almost lifeless face burst into a radiant look, and his eyes glowed as he looked at the light creature in his hand that looked like a bird's wing and was filled with the breath of wind element.
Ikaros was the son of Daedalus, an outstanding Greek craftsman. According to mythology, Daedalus was ordered to build a labyrinth for King Minos on the island of Crete. Later, in order to avoid leaks, the king imprisoned both father and son.
In order to escape, the wise Daedalus left over food to lure seagulls into the tower, then patiently collected the feathers of the seagulls and collected wax drops from the candles. Finally, Daedalus used feathers, thread and wax to create a pair of wings for himself and his son, giving humans the ability to fly.
When everything was ready, the father and son spread their wings from the stone tower on the island and flew to the Sea of Oceanus.
But in the process of crossing the sea, Icarus forgot his father's warning before departure, and just kept increasing his altitude, causing the heat from the sun to melt the wax and the feathers on his wings to fall off.
By the time Ikaros realized what was happening, it was too late. He fell into the sea like a dead leaf that had lost control, and his wings broke into pieces and fell into the sea, never to be found again.
At present, based on the existing results, it is very likely that Hephaestus, the god of craftsmanship, was attracted by the unique craftsmanship of the wings and collected them in his treasury.
Speed up and fly?!
At this moment, having figured out the whole story, Loen simply ignored the hint "damaged" behind the Wings of Ikaros. The only thing left in his mind was the summary of the above four words. After a series of ups and downs, a sudden surprise boiled in his heart.
Not only did he send emergency equipment, but he also provided repair technology. Hephaestus is such a kind man!
Loen called up the blessing of the God of Craftsman, which he had previously regarded as useless, and looked at it again and again eagerly, not sparing his words of praise, completely forgetting that he had just scolded the other person.
"boom!"
Just as Loen was immersed in the joy of shipping, a loud roar was heard on the island, and gravel on the stone wall fell off. Sharp screams and angry curses were faintly mixed in the wind.
Those mad dogs are here again!
Luo En's face darkened, as if facing a powerful enemy.
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(End of this chapter)
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