Chapter 109: Gloves of Judgment
Thinking of this, Feng Hen's heart was filled with anticipation and excitement. He decided to take this opportunity to make further efforts. He consumed the other ten boy group tokens without hesitation and quickly pressed the draw button.
In an instant, the indicator light flashed again, jumping back and forth quickly between the various item areas, as if showing him countless possibilities.
"I don't ask for a rare item like the Awakening Needle, at least a pair of gloves would be fine! Or clothes, pants, etc. would be fine too! If that doesn't work, a hat would be fine too! Anyway, I'm really not picky at all!"
Feng Hen prayed silently in his heart, staring at the indicator light on the lottery machine, not daring to relax at all. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and every second became unusually long and difficult to endure.
Finally, after an anxiously long three seconds of waiting, the indicator light slowly and steadily stayed at the position of the God of War's head, as if it were cast under a magical spell.
"Wow, it's actually Ultraman! Although I didn't get the costume, at least I can use it." Feng Hen muttered to himself, not very satisfied with the result.
"Could it be because I forgot to put on my red shorts when I went out this morning? That's why I have bad luck and it's not strong enough!"
As he muttered to himself, his consciousness had already withdrawn from the lottery pool.
"How is it? Brother Hen, did you draw anything good?" Li Zhengyuan, who was standing aside, could no longer contain his inner excitement and asked impatiently, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Not only Li Zhengyuan, Pan Yuting and Leng Ningyan also turned their gazes to Feng Hen. There was an anxious look in their eyes as well. It was obvious that everyone wanted to know what the result of Feng Hen's draw would be this time.
Facing everyone's expectant gazes, Feng Hen took a deep breath, and then slowly replied:
"Well... how should I put it? The first time I drew it, I got 60 rounds of M61 bullets, and the second time I drew it, I got a Ares helmet. In general, it's a bit difficult to draw costumes, but everything I draw can be used!"
After hearing Feng Hen say this, Li Zhengyuan immediately shouted excitedly: "Wow, that's great~"
Pan Yuting also nodded repeatedly, agreeing with him and saying, "Yes, these are all very high-end supplies."
Even Leng Ningyan, who was usually calm and composed, nodded at this moment, expressing her approval of the result.
However, Feng Hen shook his head helplessly, sighed deeply, and said with deep emotion:
"Alas, the costumes and awakening enhancements inside are more attractive to me! I really hope I can draw them..." His words revealed endless regret.
"I'm not sure if my luck played a role. You might as well try the lottery. Maybe your luck will be better than mine!"
After saying that, Feng Hen generously took out three hundred boy band tokens and divided them equally among the three of them.
"Thank you, godfather, for the reward! I will definitely win the Awakening Enhancement Needle in this lottery, so that the blue weapon in my hand can be awakened for the second time! After all, the blue weapon is too shabby, which will damage my reputation as the 'Shovel Emperor'!" Li Zhengyuan shouted.
"I noticed that there is a camouflage uniform called 'Forest Man' in the prize pool, which is very suitable for me to use for sniping. Once I put it on and lie in the grass, it will be very difficult for others to detect me!" Pan Yuting also said
"I have a special liking for the Deep Diver costume. I feel that wearing this suit will help me launch sneak attacks on the enemy and seize the initiative." Leng Ningyan said softly.
Feng Hen nodded in agreement. In his previous life, he spent nearly 10m to get the Deep Diver Suit but got nothing. The Naval Port Storm is called the "Bankruptcy Storm". (Not being able to get the Deep Diver Suit is undoubtedly a big regret in my heart. In this case, let it reappear in the form of a lottery, which can be regarded as a compensation for my regret)
"Hey, hey, hey, are you guys making a wish here? Why are you already fantasizing about what you'll win before the draw even starts? Do you already know the result in advance? Then let me make a wish too. I want that tactical armor. It's so cool!" Li Zhengyuan also made a wish.
"Okay, okay, stop making wishes and go to the lottery! We still have to go touch the big goose together tomorrow!"
Feng Hen looked at the three of them, shook his head and smiled.
"I know~" Li Zhengyuan responded.
"Yeah, catch the goose. I want to eat the goose stewed in an iron pot~" Pan Yuting said playfully.
After Feng Hen distributed the boy band tokens, he went back to the lottery page of the advanced prize pool. He looked at the 180 boy band tokens left in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel worried: "Only this much? This is too little! How about... after I draw all these, I will go to Lao Lei or the three idiots from the TV station to borrow some of their tokens? Well... they should lend them! If not, then I will just rob them! Hehehe..."
The more Feng Hen thought about it, the better he felt his idea was, so he handed in ten more boy band tokens without hesitation and prepared to draw the lottery again. At the same time, the classic song "Good Luck Comes" kept echoing in his ears:
"Make a thousand paper cranes and tie a red ribbon.
May good luck come to kind people every day.
You are diligent and live a beautiful life, you are healthy and spring is always here,
You spend your whole life busy trying to make someone smile. "
Along with the cheerful singing, the indicator light started to rotate rapidly again. Feng Hen stared at the light, not daring to blink as it moved across every object.
His heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness, as if he would win the coveted grand prize in the next second.
Finally, the indicator light flashed slower and slower. Feng Hen stared at the screen in front of him, his eyes fixed on the items at the back - 60 rounds of m61, IND50 helmet, BT101... followed by winter gloves and judgment gloves, and finally 60 rounds of 995.
"Wow, this is the rhythm for me to choose the gloves!" Feng Hen couldn't help but mutter to himself excitedly.
He stared at the indicator light, hoping it would stay where he wanted it to be. The indicator light slowly moved past the m61 area.
"Move again, just two more spaces and it will be fine!" Feng Hen prayed secretly.
However, the indicator light continued to flash over IND50's helmet, and its speed became slower and slower, as if it might stop at any moment.
"One more grid will be enough!" Feng Hen said silently in his heart.
The indicator light then flashed across BT101 again.
"Stop, stop! That's enough. The winter gloves look sunny and suitable for a warm guy like me. Let's choose this one!" Feng Hen shouted anxiously.
However, the indicator light seemed not to hear his call and continued to move down one level.
"The Judgment Gloves are so handsome, so cool! Don't move anymore, please don't do 995! I beg you! I'm kneeling down to you! Tianyun, please give me some strength! Haven't you eaten yet?!" Feng Hen couldn't help but complain.
(At this time, 995 secretly complained in his heart: That’s not what you said when you used me to kill the enemy? Haha, what a man!)