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Chapter 227: Kai Xiusu's Secret Treasure (Part 2)
The Serpent Woman stepped forward with a smile. "Guest, you truly are a favored daughter of Fate. Shall we try one more?"
The Flying Witch clutched her staff nervously, caught in a dilemma. She gave her coin pouch a little shake. Discover—exactly five gold coins remained.
As a Mage Player, the cost of scrolls and spell materials was astronomical. She rarely took on tasks from the Magic Affairs Office, and even with her backing by the Great Guild of Magic Coins, saving money was nearly impossible.
"I’ve always had decent luck," she murmured. "Maybe I really can get a double drop..."
With a deep breath, she finally whispered, "Alright… give me another one."
The host, already preparing to fetch a crate, paused mid-motion. Then, the Flying Witch softly added, "This time… can I pick it myself?"
She wanted to redeem her Guild Leader’s honor—prove that Charlotte’s method wasn’t flawed.
The Serpent Woman nodded patiently. "Be my guest."
The Flying Witch browsed the shelves, hesitating, then finally pointed with a sheepish smile. "That one."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
Her hands trembled as she handed over the gold coins. The moment the coins left her fingers, doubt crept in. One miracle was already more than I deserved… to get two? That’s greed. And everyone’s watching—this pressure is unbearable.
Far away, Charlotte silently stared, calmly lighting a magical cigarette and placing it between his lips. He sat on the ground, his face etched with weary resignation. "Ah… why go so far?"
The metal crate slowly lifted into the air.
Hundreds of eyes locked onto it. A hush fell over the crowd—breaths held, hearts pounding.
"Can it really happen again?"
"Could someone actually hit twice in a row?"
A sudden clatter echoed through the air. From the cracks, a familiar blue glow seeped out—Spines' signature light.
"Huh—!"
The crowd erupted in unison. A collective gasp.
Double Blessing!
A cloak, adorned with delicate white feathers, lay quietly within the crate.
[Feathered Cloak]
Quality: Rare
Description: When worn, you may speak the command "Fly like a bird!" This will manifest a pair of avian wings on your back. While flying, magical feathers will continuously fall until none remain, ending the flight.
"You think I'm an angel? No—just an old fool who likes to travel."
—Albert, the Itinerant Magician currently residing atop Heaven's Mountain.
Even the onlookers were stunned. A silence hung in the air, then erupted into chaos.
"Whoa?! Single Pull Miracle?!"
"Are you selling miracle eggs by the crate?"
"Sniff-sniff-sniff!"
"Let me蹭一下—count me in, all-in!"
Their gaze at the Flying Witch wasn’t just envy—it was reverence. This wasn’t mere luck. This was divine favor.
In their eyes, she now glowed with a radiant aura, a golden halo forming above her head—emblazoned with the words: Lucky Emperor.
Even Kai Xiusu, watching from the shadows, was speechless. He’d barely stocked the crate with decent loot. Even the Rare Equipment had been carefully selected from the collection—useless, forgotten scraps. And yet, this player had drawn two of them.
How is this possible?
Charlotte stared, frozen. The cigarette slipped from his lips, landing silently on the ground.
His mind replayed the scene: first his bold claim, then the empty results of two ten-pull runs, and finally, the humiliating scene of him collapsing on his knees, coughing blood—looping endlessly, like a broken film. The world around him had turned to black and white.
The Flying Witch, still unaware, rushed to his side, clutching the cloak, eyes blazing with excitement.
"Guild Leader! Look! I proved it! You were right—picking yourself really does increase the odds!"
Her words were the final straw.
The last wall of Charlotte’s resolve shattered.
"Hey… Guild Leader? Are you okay?"
"Snap out of it!"
The young man was fast asleep.
Charlotte no longer heard anything. The world around him was silent, gray, and distorted. The image of his humiliating two-ten-pull failure played again and again—each loop deeper into despair.
"Single Pull Miracle!"
"Who says there’s no Lucky Emperor in this world?"
"All-in!"
"No child cries every day—no gambler loses forever! Brothers, let’s go!"
"Empty your entire home stash—ALL-IN!"
The Flying Witch’s "Miracle Double Egg" ignited a firestorm of crate-opening frenzy.
Players surged forward, inspired by her example. Hands rubbed together, gold coins poured into Kai Xiusu’s pouch—each one a desperate prayer for fortune.
More and more players drew gear. Every time a blue glow flickered from a crate, envy flared, fueling even greater investment.
Amid the crowd, The Overlord stroked his chin. "How about we try a hundred pulls?"
"This crate is limited."
"Wait, Guild Leader—hold on. Let’s observe first before deciding."
In truth, the Great Guilds had participated in the lottery too—but only lightly.
At first, The Overlord of [Royal Power] Guild had wanted to spend a fortune, buying a hundred crates to claim as guild assets. But Deputy Leader Fengyun stopped him, urging caution. Let’s watch the drop rates first.
After hundreds of crates opened and meticulous calculations, Fengyun made a chilling discovery: this crate was a Big Pit. The more you bought, the more you lost. The best strategy? Buy gear from casual players.
They didn’t understand the true value of high-tier gear. So buying cheap from them was profitable—and even better, you could recruit them into your guild.
In the end, under the disappointed stares of the crowd, The Overlord bought only ten treasure chests for show. He got one Green-quality helm—just enough to break even.
Kai Xiusu noticed the Forum had gone wild.
"EPIC EVENT! Server Closure Grand Lottery!"
"Is this game even real? Can people actually get loot?"
"Flying Witch Miracle—Two Single Pull Miracles in a Row!"
"About that time I casually opened a crate and got a Rare Greatsword…"
"Ugh, I’m just a casual player enjoying the view, and suddenly I’m holding a Rare Battle Axe I can’t even lift!"
The lucky players who pulled Rare gear gloated online, sparking furious reactions from African players.
"Chew some better food, Life-Counting Gacha freak."
"European Dog, take my spear!"
"Damn it, I’m sucking, sucking, sucking—!"
"Content causes strong discomfort. Event held."
"【Royal Power】Guild buying Rare gear. Contact via Office."
They pounded their chests, lamenting their bad luck, telling themselves it was just a fluke—vowing next time they’d win, then flooding the forums with rage and bragging.
Ha… that’s exactly how it works. The competitive mindset of players is endless.
Come on, then—just keep sending me your money…
In the grand palace, Kai Xiusu browsed the Forum with a wicked grin. His wings trembled slightly with delight.
Tinia, curled up beside him, shrank into a ball, terrified she’d done something wrong—something to anger this mighty Red Dragon.
But then, a strange thrill stirred deep inside her. What if he crushes me under the Cold Palace floor?
The thought sent a jolt through her. Her scales prickled, her body tensed—unexpectedly excited.
"Awooo?"
"...?"
Kai Xiusu finally noticed the White Dragon’s wide-eyed, eager stare.
He looked at her like she was insane. His lips twitched. This idiot dragon… is she really beyond saving?
(End of Chapter)
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