My Players Are So Fierce

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Little Wei Ming’s Random Encounter with a Strange Uncle_3

1121: 379.

Little Wei Ming’s Random Encounter with a Strange Uncle_3

The quality of the printing was quite poor and even emitted an air of “cheapness.”

But this kind of mass printing indicated that Transylvania possessed a rather fundamental industrial capacity, although the scratch card did not use real-world lamination technology.

They adopted a clever “localized” improvement: an overly simple [Hidden] Art System of Spiritual Energy was printed on the back of the card, obscuring all the patterns on the front.

Purchasers needed to destroy the Art System to see the patterns.

Of course, this action was one-time only, so it ensured the card could not be reused.

There was also a line of fine print reminding purchasers not to throw the card away.

Even if they did not win a prize, after collecting 100 cards, one could exchange them with the Blood Rat Gang for a small amount of money for recycling purposes.

As for the cost of producing these things, it was almost negligible because the materials needed to maintain the Art System were offcuts from Lady Cui Si’s Alchemy Cottage and could even be considered a classic case of waste utilization.

“These environmentalist vampires from Another World sure know how to issue lottery tickets…” Meng HaHa commented.

She habitually pushed up her empty nose bridge and, imitating Little Wei Ming, lightly scratched the Art System on the back of the card, revealing the hidden 8×8 pattern array on the front.

The array featured local Transylvanian beasts, like wolves, tigers, vultures, stray dogs, rabbits, and so on—the common beast patterns held no reward; only those of legendary beasts did.

Mengha carefully read the rules and found that the Blood Rat Gang had cleverly adopted a combination reward system, which minimized their risk.

“Here, I’ve got a ‘Greeney Griffin Lion,’” she said, handing the card to Xiaowei.

The latter already had a pile of non-winning cards at her feet, and of course, for this little rich girl, she didn’t care about the meager prize money that came with winning.

What she enjoyed was the thrill of chasing uncertainty.

Commonly known as the “character tester.”

“Wow, Greeney Griffin Lion, third prize, one silver coin.”

Little Wei Ming excitedly took the card and placed it in her bag, then took out another bag and tossed it to Mengha, grinning as she said:

“You’re quite lucky, you know.”

“You!

How many of these things did you buy?”

Mengha’s eyes twitched as she gazed at the two stacks of scratch-off cards in her bag.

She exclaimed,

“Weren’t games supposed to make earning money difficult?

How do you still have spare cash to buy these?”

“Pfft, if the Blood Rat Gang hadn’t set a limit of three sets per person, I would’ve bought all fifty sets they had; it’s so much fun!

Plus, it’s cheap—only 10 silver coins for a whole set!

That’s less than the cost of one Molotov cocktail.”

Xiaowei couldn’t be bothered to answer this “stupid” question and continued to bury herself in the joy of the “draw.”

Soon, the other girls from the Silver Moon Group were also drawn into this “game,” and it even turned into a sort of “peculiar competition” in the end.

After all, even a group of eye-pleasing ladies had to compare with each other—who would admit to being unlucky?

“Yay!

Greeney Griffin Lion plus Griffin Lion vulture!

Second prize!

Hey!

I won!”

Little Wei Ming’s scream, full of joy, announced the champion of this girls’ group “Luck Contest.”

She excitedly waved the coarse card in her hand, flipping it up and down, even somersaulting three or four times in the air to express her joy.

However, Sister Pomegranate looked at all the discarded cards with an expression of vexation.

She said to “Lady Shui” beside her, with a look of helplessness and a hint of doting in her eyes:

“She spent 30 silver coins on three sets of cards, a total of 600 cards, and then the second prize is only 10 silver coins.

With such a high loss rate, I really don’t understand what she’s so happy about?”

“Of course, you don’t understand because you don’t sit in a wheelchair,” “Lady Shui” said in a soft voice.

“Little Wei Ming’s happiness is the purest, a joy we cannot comprehend,” she said.

“Let her do whatever she likes.

As long as it’s not something that defies nature and reason, I can understand and fully support it with both hands.

You all keep playing, I need to log off and cook, speaking of which, my husband has been a bit suspicious lately…

he’s saying I don’t love him or care about him anymore.

He’s even starting to get moody.

Sigh…

men.”

The graceful and dignified housewife shook her head with a deep sigh, lying helplessly in a walnut wood coffin inside the tent, even though she wasn’t a vampire and didn’t need such a thing.

But hey, that’s gaming for you – you’ve got to try everything.

“Let’s go, let’s go, follow me to redeem the prize!”

Little Wei Ming was overjoyed, holding two winning tickets and shouting to the others, but everyone had something to do, so in the end, only Lumina and Meng HaHa went with her.

Orchid and Pomegranate stayed at the campsite.

The former, a Leader of Ten in the People’s Army, had effectively switched to a soldier profession and was planning her career path, while the latter was planning to write an application letter to join the world’s explorer community, having obtained contact information from Doris at the Explorer’s Association.

However, after the others left, Orchid who had helped “Lady Shui” log off and covered her coffin with the lid, turned back to Pomegranate and said:

“What if we send an invitation to ‘Lady Shui’s’ husband too…”

“Are you insane?”

Sister Pomegranate was shocked, and she exclaimed,

“Causing trouble for someone else’s wife isn’t enough, now you want to upend their whole family?

Wow, Orchid, it turns out you’re the most malicious among us.

As an adventurer, you’re supposed to do good deeds!”

“No, no, no, you don’t understand how much ‘Lady Shui’s’ husband adores her.

The fact that they’re having conflicts means ‘Lady Shui’ has been devoting more and more time to the game, and it’s already affecting her real life.”

Orchid shook her head and continued,

“Sigh, not many of my friends have a happy marriage, and I don’t want to see ‘Lady Shui’s’ life being affected by this.

So the best solution would be to let her husband see for himself what she’s up to every day.

Then he wouldn’t be suspicious anymore and could have peace of mind.

Uh, of course, seeing his graceful and dignified beautiful wife act as a big-chested nun vanquishing demons in a different world might not be entirely reassuring for a man brought up with orthodox beliefs.

As for the consequences of my doing this…

You really don’t understand the life of the wealthy.

‘Lady Shui’ cooking for her family every day isn’t a necessity; it’s just in her nature.

I visited her a few years back, you didn’t see the line of chefs in her villa ready for you to choose from.

Forget it, I’ll handle this.”

“Just take it easy, okay?”

Sister Pomegranate said but didn’t prevent Orchid from proceeding.

Meanwhile, Little Wei Ming was heading to the sewers to redeem her prizes when the place had already become exceedingly crowded.

The line for the scratch cards extended from the tavern to the fight club, apparently because someone had just won the grand prize out in the open.

The shocking rate of exchanging 5 copper coins for 10 Gold Coins was enough to drive any commoner crazy.

“It must be a setup!”

Seeing she couldn’t squeeze through the crowd, Little Wei Ming stamped her foot in frustration and viciously muttered.

“You’re Little Wei Ming, right?”

A gentle voice suddenly came from beside her, causing Little Wei Ming to turn around and see a kindly-smiling middle-aged man she didn’t recognize.

“I have a few questions I’d like to ask you.”

He said,

“They’re very important questions, and it won’t take much of your time.”