Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 816 The Big Draw

For Yang Ruoliang, Yang Cong's parents, Zhou Zhixue and Yang Yuntian both like Yang Cong's son very much.

And Yang Cong was finally liberated from Zhou Zhixue's tight spell.

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"Little Ling, how many points does it cost to upgrade the system?" Yang Cong asked. Now that he has points, of course he has to choose to upgrade the system.

"Brother Yang Cong, are you sure you want to upgrade?" Looking at Yang Cong's confident look, Xiao Ling showed a worried look. ,

"No... I'm just asking, hee hee." Yang Cong smiled, he wasn't so stupid to upgrade directly, of course he was just asking.

"Well, the current system level is level five, and it will cost 48 points to upgrade to level six." Xiao Ling explained to Yang Cong.

"Um..." At first he thought he had points to squander with pride, but when he heard Xiaoling burst out the points needed for leveling up, Yang Cong froze for a moment.

"Brother Yang Cong..." Seeing Yang Cong like this, Xiao Ling called out in a low voice. ,

"It's okay, there is no rush to upgrade, let's draw a lottery first, I haven't drawn yet." Yang Congqiang laughed.

Indeed, the points required for this upgrade were so huge that he was shocked.

"Well, brother Yang Cong currently has two high-level draws for rewards, and one draw for saints. Which one does brother Yang Cong want to draw first?" Xiao Ling asked.

The points of the lottery are calculated in this way, the elementary level needs 100 worship points, the intermediate level needs 10000 (ten thousand) worship points, the advanced level needs 1000000 (100 million) worship points, the holy level needs 100000000 (10000000000 million) worship points, and the god level needs 100 ([-] billion) cult points.

At present, Yang Cong only has 354258965 worship points.

If it is a lottery draw, it will be a god-level lottery draw, Yang Cong must not even dare to think about it.

100 billion worship points, Yang Cong has struggled for so long, but it is only more than 3 million points.

"Forget it, forget it, the god level will not be drawn, and we will draw when we become rich." Yang Cong said, "Little Ling, convert all these worship points into the number of lucky draws for me."

"Ok."

"Brother Yang Cong, your number of lottery draws is 56 holy level lottery draws, 25 advanced level lottery draws, 89 intermediate level lottery draws, and [-] primary level lottery draws." Xiaoling's light voice came into Yang Cong's ears, making Yang Cong so excited. Lost for a moment: "Okay, brother Yang Cong, you can only exchange so much."

"Well, Xiao Ling, do you know what will come out in these lucky draws?" Yang Cong asked.

"The higher the lottery draws, the better the items are, and the more powerful they are, and the cheaper the lottery draws, the items are probably useless to Brother Yang Cong," Xiao Ling said.

"Oh." Yang Cong nodded and said, "Then let's start the lottery draw."

"Brother Yang Cong, where are you going to start?" Xiao Ling asked.

"Let's start with the highest one." Yang Cong said.

"Okay, let's start."

I saw a thing like a circular turntable suddenly appearing in front of Yang Cong.

The densely packed names on it are arranged in a circle, and Yang Cong is a little dazzled looking at it.

Because there are too many things. ,

"Does it mean that whichever one is transferred to me will belong to me?" Yang Cong turned to look at Xiaoling and asked.

"Yeah." Xiao Ling nodded: "Brother Yang Cong, you should pay attention. The higher-level lottery draws only have a higher probability of getting good things than those low-level lottery draws. Must be good stuff."

"I understand, let's start." Yang Cong nodded, and understood Xiao Ling's meaning.

However, he feels that with so many lottery draws, there will always be a few good things.

"The lottery starts!"

As soon as Xiao Ling's words fell, the originally motionless lottery disk also began to understand, only the pointer remained motionless.

As the rotating speed of the disk reached its peak, the speed also slowly decreased.

Looking at the names that were transferred one by one, Yang Cong's heart tensed to a certain extent.

It's the same as buying a lottery ticket.

"Ding... Congratulations to the host for getting a bottle of Aurora Men's Shampoo, keep up the good work!"

Item name: Aura Men Shampoo

Item Rating: F
Item introduction: Do you want smooth hair, come and use Ourai, Ourai, you deserve it.

When he saw this message, Yang Cong froze in place.

Olaya men's shampoo?What the hell is this, shampoo, no. . . . .You can buy a bunch of this stuff for a little money.

But why did he actually win the lottery?

Originally, Yang Cong thought it was something special, after all, it was drawn by a holy lottery, but when he saw the evaluation and introduction, F, this is the most common and rubbish, and it is also the most useless to Yang Cong. meaningful.

But now he got it, which made Yang Cong a little crazy.

And you need to know what kind of lottery this is, a holy level lottery, which cost him [-] million worship points.

You must know that he has worked hard for several years to obtain [-] million worship points, which is only three times in conversion.

But for the first time, such a thing was drawn, and Yang Cong was so angry that he wanted to smash the lottery disk in front of him.

"Brother Yang Cong, brother Yang Cong, don't be angry, this is just an accident, we can do it again." Xiao Ling quickly grabbed Yang Cong and comforted him.

"Damn it, damn it, I'm going to tear him down, and he cheated me of [-] million admiration points! [-] million!" Yang Cong was already furious,

"Brother Yang Cong, isn't this the first time? There are three more times. This time must have taken away all the bad luck of Brother Yang Cong."

"Really?" Yang Cong glanced at Xiao Ling suspiciously.

"It must be true, Brother Yang Cong, I promise that the second time I can get something good!" Xiao Ling couldn't help but sweat dripping from his head as he spoke.

"I'll believe you for a moment!" Yang Cong said.

"Huh..." Hearing this, Xiao Ling also let out a sigh of relief, but luckily Yang Cong believed it.

But Yang Cong didn't know that Xiao Ling was just talking nonsense. Yang Cong thought that Xiao Ling must have a basis for saying this, but he didn't expect it. . . . .

Although Xiaoling is a system elf, but more is just to guide the host and make the host avoid going astray.

As for the things in the system, Xiao Ling didn't know anything at all.

The second round of draws has begun, and these are the only three saint-level draws left for Yang Cong.

When the lottery draw started, Yang Cong's heart was still speeding up and down like the high-speed turntable.

In the end, the speed of the disc also slowly decreased.

After a while, the system bell also rang.

"Ding... Congratulations to the host for getting a resurrection card"

Item name: Resurrection card
Item rating: A
Item introduction: A card that allows the user to escape death
(End of this chapter)