There is no guarantee for the lottery? So what?

"Okay, let's give it a try."

Tan Zuoyin was very curious about this Moose Superman.

Qi Jing found the wind-up mechanism on Moose Superman's back, wound it slightly, and Moose Superman flew up.

"Doo doo doo doo, Moose Action, hello, master, what tasks need to be completed?"

Hearing this familiar opening line, Qi Jing felt a little nostalgic for the days when he secretly watched TV at home.

"Can you deliver this cake to my house?"

Qi Jing saw that Moose Superman's small frame couldn't carry all of it, so he could only let it take the biggest cake.

"Guarantee to complete the mission! Action start!"

With that said, Moose Superman flew towards home, holding the cake that was bigger than itself.

"Don't bump into anyone!"

He didn't know if it heard him or not.

Qi Jing was a little curious how it knew where his house was.

"Continue with two more draws?" Qi Jing wanted to continue the lottery, he thought his luck was very good right now.

"If you draw another big item, how are you going to carry it back?"

Tan Zuoyin could tell that the things Qi Jing drew were too random, it would be better to let him go home and draw slowly.

"The drawing interval is too short, so the probability of getting good things is relatively low. Wait for me to hold it in for two or three days, no, a week, and then draw, and I'll definitely draw something good."

Qi Jing was determined to hold in for a big one.

"Then, let's go swing on the swings."

Tan Zuoyin extended an invitation.

Swings? It seemed like he hadn't seen them since graduating from high school.

"Okay!"

… …

In the evening, Qi Jing rode his bicycle to take Tan Zuoyin home.

In the bicycle basket was Moose Superman, who had flown back while Qi Jing was swinging.

When it came back, it said "Mission Complete!" and then collapsed, unable to get up again.

In the end, Qi Jing couldn't resist drawing another two times.

Bicycle: Will never drop the chain.

Three Hundred Tang Poems Reading Machine: Point anywhere, read anywhere, point where you don't know.

This bicycle had a back seat, which was very good.

Giving Qi Jing a chance to take Tan Zuoyin home.

"Zha Yin, contact me online."

Qi Jing prepared to leave.

Tan Zuoyin instructed: "Okay, ride slowly, don't hold the handlebars with one hand anymore."

"It's okay, I won't fall even if I don't hold the handlebars."

Qi Jing boasted that his cycling skills were very good.

"If you dare not hold the handlebars, I'll ban you from speaking for two days."

Tan Zuoyin threatened.

Qi Jing stepped on the pedals, and the bicycle started quickly, "Okay, my dear wife, let's go ~"

"Who is your wife ~"

… …

When Qi Jing returned home, the sun was already setting.

"Dad, I awakened a super powerful ability."

"What have you been doing, kid? I thought you had awakened some extremely dangerous ability and were taken away."

Qi Jing's father said, originally his son should have returned at noon, but thinking that it was normal to have a meal with classmates on graduation day, he didn't go looking for him.

But he didn't expect Qi Jing to come back until it was almost dark.

"Awakening a dangerous ability will get you arrested?" Qi Jing asked in confusion.

Qi's father explained: "Of course, for example, if you awakened the ability to make methane when you fart, you would have to be controlled. If you awakened the ability to turn your urine into nuclear contaminated water, your head would be blown off."

"Ah? So serious?" Qi Jing seemed to underestimate the country's strict management of abilities.

"Well, they wouldn't really kill people, after all, they haven't committed any crimes."

Qi's father continued to popularize science: "Solve the problems that can be solved, and send the unsolvable ones to special living areas for joint supervision."

"I see."

"What ability did you awaken?" Qi's father didn't hold out hope for Qi Jing's ability to change his life today.

The probability of one in a hundred miles was still too small.

"Lottery!"

Qi Jing directly performed the ability he had just obtained today for Qi's father.

Hand grenade: It won't explode when thrown on the ground, it will only explode when you tell it to.

Qi's father: "… …"

"Son, your ability is quite dangerous too." Seeing the hand grenade that suddenly appeared in his son's hand, which was exactly the same as in the war dramas, Qi's father was taken aback.

"Dad, accident, accident, the things I draw are all random, and this grenade won't explode if I don't let it explode."

Qi Jing quickly explained.

"Not only that, my ability also has a chance to draw a nuclear bomb."

Qi's father: "Don't call me Dad anymore, we have nothing to do with each other."

"Uncle, the probability of me drawing a nuclear bomb is super small, and the young lady who identified my ability said that if I draw a nuclear bomb, I just need to contact the police."

Qi Jing was a good and obedient child.

Qi's father: "Can your summoning ability only summon military weapons?"

"That's impossible! Come, let me draw another one."

"Lottery!"

A Gatling appeared between the two of them.

Purgatory Gatling: Unlimited bullets.

"Accident, accident, what's going on, why is it military weapons twice in a row, hey? Dad, who are you calling?" Qi Jing saw Qi's father take out his phone and dial.

"Hello? Is this the police? My son has produced a Gatling and a hand grenade, please come and deal with it, thank you, oh, oh, um, um, okay, okay, the address is xxxx, xxx, xx."

"Son, taking the initiative to surrender should reduce your sentence, Dad will wait for you to come out," Qi's father said with a smile.

"Dad, you are a real dog."

… …

"Okay, just register and you can leave," Officer Zhang said with a smile, "In the future, if you draw any high-powered lethal weapons, just call me."

It was already 10 pm when Qi Jing came out of the police station after registering.

He demonstrated his ability in the police station, drawing a bucket of instant noodles with braised flavor and an eye-protecting draft paper notebook.

"Son, I told you to report to the police earlier, right? Let's take a taxi back," Qi's father said earnestly.

"I think you want me to stay inside for a few days," Qi Jing said speechlessly.

Qi's father: "What are you saying, I'm your dad, I would be worried to death if you went in."

Qi Jing: "Hehe."

"What kind of look is that?"

Qi's father saw Qi Jing's disbelieving face, "Don't you believe me? I'm your good dad!"

"The car is here, let's talk about it when we get back."

"Here, here!"

… …

On the way, the driver asked cautiously: "You guys weren't just released from prison, were you? Why are you taking a taxi at the entrance of the station?"

"How is that possible, we just handled a small matter," Qi's father replied.

"That's good, I heard that ten years ago, there was an ability criminal in this area who seemed to have been sentenced to ten years, it's good it's not you."

The taxi driver's news was still very well-informed.

"Then you still dare to drive people?" Qi Jing asked.

The driver said helplessly: "There's no way, it's for life, I didn't like driving before."

"It's not easy for anyone."

"Yes, it's not easy for anyone."

Next was the adults' "not easy for each other" time.

… …

"Goodbye ~" Qi's father seemed to have made another close friend after taking a ride.

"Dad, what is your ability?" Qi Jing asked.

"Well, my ability is to make me more durable, it's very useful," Qi's father said proudly.

Qi Jing seemed to have thought of the use of this ability and said: "Well, it's pretty good."

"Hahaha, let me tell you, your uncles are all very envious of me… …"