Apocalypse: System of lotteries

After setting down the binoculars, the Ming tuned into the world chat channel.

In fact, he's looking forward to the zombies it's bringing back.

But he just wanted to do science.

"What about the rankings?"

"What, Ming's battle power isn't first?"

"You're so idle. Don't you think about corpses at night?"

"There is no major problem, as long as there are no elite monsters, I have saved enough money. Tonight the doomsday trading house opened, I bought two professional skills, and even if it's an elite monster, I can kill it!"

"Wow, you're so rich, it costs 1500 gold coins to buy two of the cheapest skills when combined."

"The higher the level, the more zombie corpses there are. Over the past three nights, most people have saved hundreds of gold coins there, below level 5 it's a different story."

"Isn't it challenging to survive below level 5 in the third chapter?"

"..."

While he swiped the chat message, Ming checked his gold balance.

He received over 1600 gold coins for the corpse tide he killed the night before.

When zombie levels are increased, more gold coins are possible.

Also, he killed level 10 zombies, but he only got one gold coin.

He also received a reward of 1000 gold coins for completing the hidden mission, so he now had a total of over 8000 gold coins.

He looked at the wealth ranking.

He was the first 8234.

Daniel 6023 is the second.

Maria came in tenth place.

Everyone's money was increasing.

What makes Ming odd is that he has a high drop rate thanks to Da Vinci, so he never has to buy weapons, and he sells a lot of things; is everyone else as lucky?

On the list of levels.

In first place is himself, who is already level 18, two levels higher than Daniel in second, and the rest are improving.

"Though you guys talk easy, my heart is very upset; you haven't considered a problem; the early corpse tide divided into strong and weak is helpful for the weak, but in the end, the strong will get more resources, will be stronger and stronger, while we weak will just get weaker and weaker."

"You worry is unnecessary, you haven't seen the strong corpse tide, I have pretty powerful people in the next mountain, then he came to rob me something, guess what, he died last night, so I went to him to turn in materials, and his head is gone, and the body is covered in torn and scratched wounds, so tragic."

"It's still weak, the guy who charged me protection fees is a level 15 Barrier, he smashed two-star elite monsters directly, my corpse tide didn't end, he played his own but also robbed me half."

"You didn't get my point, we weak people will be slaves to the strong in the future!"

"What's the point? I'm a slave now! What if you could still kill yourself to avoid being a slave?"

"..."

He's not watching the world chat;

In the past few weeks, there's been a lot of information inside, but nothing useful

Ming has known this for a long time.

The era of equality and liberty for all humans has passed. The strong will be on top, and the weak will be at the bottom.

Restoring order will take a long time.

If you become a hegemon and have everything your way, you won't share your wealth.

[Your Da Vinci is full of joy on the way home, finding an empty compartment in the backpack, it looked around, it felt like a frog cub who loves to work and is never done]

[It found a man sitting in the ruins looking towards home; it recognized him and activated the ability to collect on his pants]

[Your Da Vinci stared at the man, bare-assed and running around wildly in the sun at noon, and thought, if it was that guy...]

[Da Vinci continued to walk happily home...]

"Pants again?"

This guy appears to have a lot of pants.

Last time he was stripped naked, his pants went for 9 gold coins.

Also, he can earn a lot of gold coins if he delivers one every day, 365 days a year.

He jumped down and grabbed the froglets who just reached the top.

[Your Da Vinci noticed that you rarely pick up the froglets and bring them home, and it wonders if you're aware there are large gift bags brought to you]

[Your Da Vinci's butt hurts, and it wonders if you're ungrateful. When you have a wife, you forget about your little frog...but your wife is still in my backpack...]

"You guys finally got what you wanted, didn't you?"

Ming picked up the frog cub and placed it in front of him.

Da Vinci was suspended upside down in mid-air, his eyes helpless.

He licked the tip of his master's nose with his tongue.

[Your Da Vinci thinks everything is for you, but you don't appreciate it, betraying its heart's desire for you to fall in love.]

[Your Da Vinci felt a pain in its buttocks again, so it decided you should look it over first, and if it doesn't work, just change it.]

[Da Vinci feels you touching his head, another happy day.]

[Da Vinci the Traveling Frog is back, and the contents of his travel backpack have been automatically transferred to your brain. ]

[Your Da Vinci has been jumped 1308 times today, earning 1308 travel points.]

Ming threw Da Vinci to the first floor. He removed the worm and put it in the center of the snake egg dish.

"Where did Little Grey go?"

Ming took a long look around.

The gray mouse was not discovered.

Did it meet love?

Eloped?

Very good.

Bugs and ketchup should both be saved.

Ming went to see Da Vinci's harvest today, a glowing flower and pants he'll sell tonight.

Hopefully, the guy will be able to find another pair of pants today.

...

While holding a cigarette in his mouth, Bret inhaled deeply.

Looking at Jeremy across the room, he shook his head.

"Listen, boss; that place is strange, and I did not lie to you about it. Do I enjoy running around naked every day?"

Bret exhaled a cloud of smoke.

A cold chuckle: "It's the third time, and it still can't prove you have this fetish? I can't afford you anymore, and at this rate, I'm going to be bare-assed."

"Boss, give me one more chance; I promise I won't go back there!"

"Oh, dammit, you just cheated me on purpose, get out! I'm already very merciful, but let me have a look at you, I will kill you!"

"..."

A few moments later, Jeremy stood alone among the ruins.

He could feel the warmth of the sun on his skin.

Ah, apparently not wearing pants is also quite comfortable.