Chapter 112: Only Blue Skies, No White Clouds
But this time, the rhythm was doomed to have no effect. The officials were not going to pay them any mind.
The few statements from the officials were all about cheats and bugs—a real slap in the face for them.
As for the card draws? I didn’t say you had to draw! If you think it’s bad, just don’t draw!
Our game isn’t even primarily about card draws. Are you saying you can’t play if you don’t draw?
A huge bunch of players chose to complain, while another batch decided to sit on the fence.
They didn’t mind the card draw as a form of activity since, after all, they had some cash to spare, so why not draw?
The problem was whether the stuff drawn was useful.
If you give us a pile of junk, and we still go and draw, wouldn’t that just make us idiots?
So they decided to watch and see how things panned out.
Look, there are ten free draws!
The first batch of prize pools was divided into 50 pots, each pot containing a hundred items.
The prize pots were numbered from A-Z plus A’-X’ and each pot was arranged in 001-100.
After understanding the rules, Xu Xiaoyue was the first to take a shot.
“Please give me C area number 66.”
Having selected the number, Xu Xiaofeng used the mini teleportation array provided by the Qingfeng Chamber of Commerce, transforming it with a magic spell for delivering packages to the Beginner’s Village, and teleported right over.
“Please.”
Xu Xiaoyue glanced at the number on the box, confirmed it was accurate, rubbed her fingers together, and took the opening key.
Click! Open!
Congratulations, you’ve received a three-star reward, a rare longsword, and an additional NPC Little Girl favorability +1.
“Why isn’t it five stars?!”
With the longsword in hand, Xu Xiaoyue left feeling dejected.
“Little Moon, check out the weapon.”
“Yeah, check the stats! This is a blue item; it shouldn’t be too bad.”
Xu Xiaoyue thought about it and agreed.
She was currently wearing five pieces of green gear, with only her upper body armor being blue. Even the most basic reward would be a nice upgrade.
She quickly shared the weapon’s stats in the nearby channel.
The players took a look, and the stats were pretty standard—just your average blue gear.
This was decent for casual players but not nearly enough for the top-tier players.
At this point in time, those who could make it to the main city weren’t the impoverished players, with common players making up about 60% and the wealthy 40%.
Most of those common players had their attention glued to the forum and were busy outputting firepower.
“Whoa! Someone scored a four-star!”
Everyone turned to see a player excitedly hugging a pair of gloves and kissing them repeatedly.
“I won! Whee! I won!”
“Dude, stop kissing it and check the stats!”
They were curious why this blue item was a four-star.
Checking it out, they thought it was nothing special… whoa! A special effect!
The basic stats weren’t anything to write home about, but that 5% critical hit rate was absolutely delicious!
“Bro! I’ll pay 500 gold coins for those gloves!”
“Seriously?!”
“Yup or nope, your call.”
But then someone else chimed in, “No! Dude, I’ll take them for 600 gold coins!”
“I’ll do 650!”
“700!”
A bidding war quickly erupted.
But that was alright; soon another four-star hat appeared, its special effect granting 3% intelligence. Intelligence influenced MP limits and recovery speed.
“Bro! Add me as a friend and let’s chat privately!”
“What chatting? Let’s just bid!”
“400 gold coins!”
“Don’t!, Bro, as a swordsman you shouldn’t be stealing our mage gear.”
“Dude, don’t judge just because I’m holding a sword; this thing boosts intelligence. I’m just here to scavenge some gear, ideally a staff to replace this hunk of iron.”
The chaos continued as shouts erupted again.
Then, yet another four-star item showed up, and it was an accessory! With a special effect of +5% health!
To be clear, in Otherworld, health was a rare attribute; usually, it wasn’t available in standard equipment, with the only source being accessory effects.
“Bro! Bro!”
“Stop shouting! Two thousand gold coins, take it or leave it!”
“I’ll take it, one-price deal!”
This player was quick, exchanging cash for goods, then hightailing it outta there.
Free money, while the other two were still haggling like fools, not even worried someone would get envious and loot them.
After ten players drew their cards, three got four-stars, one of which was a high-level accessory—the explosion rate was just insane!
Unfortunately, no one pulled a five-star purple.
The rate for five stars was just 0.6%; if someone pulled one in public, it’d be the talk of the forum for a year!
Speaking of… was there no guaranteed three-star in this pool?
Someone noticed the flaw.
But with the limit being thirty draws, you wouldn’t feel any guarantee.
What to do? Should they dive in?
Some players lacking strength were still pondering, while others from wealthy families were already lining up.
Even some sneaky common players wormed their way into the line.
From experience, if there was an event where you could register, you’d have to sign up even if you didn’t need to.
“Dude, what number are you?”
“Number 35.”
“I’m number 11; wanna buy my number?”
“Hmm, how much gold?”
“It’s a small business, ten gold coins.”
“Deal.”
In one go, all hundred numbers were taken, and the draws began. Once they finished, they would start the next round. Xu Xiaofeng had the entire card drawing process organized to perfection.
Ensuring order while keeping customers rolling in.
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After a round of number exchanges, the first formal draw finally began.
Standing at number one was… Xu Xiaofeng’s old pal, Fiery Conflict Across the Sky.
“Little Sister, give me thirty draws to start.”
Xu Xiaofeng put on a professional fake smile: “Please select your numbers, Big Brother.”
“Just keep it simple; I’ll take A001-A030.”
“Please pay the gold coins.”
“Here you go.”
“Great, after you.”
Fiery Conflict Across the Sky waved his hand as a dozen or so people stepped up to open their boxes.
Why did Xu Xiaofeng set it up where he opened the boxes himself? Honestly, if it was about convenience, she could just teleport thirty items directly.
But that wouldn’t feel satisfying at all.
The box-opening format was primarily for absolute fairness—everyone could see, choosing their own box number and opening it themselves.
Secondly, the enjoyment for many was precisely that process. Like how before opening boxes, they’d shower, pray, or even sacrifice a few years of lifespan, among other rituals.
If players opened their boxes without a moment of build-up and just got the rewards slammed in their faces, most people wouldn’t be happy about it.
Without the thrilling experience, it wouldn’t feel right; every gambler knows that, right?
As the boxes creaked open, but still sealed shut, Fiery Conflict Across the Sky waved his hand.
The first person opened the first box—blue.
Then the second—blue.
The third—blue.
Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue.
The thirtieth box? Still blue.
Only blue skies, no white clouds, and certainly no purple glows.
