Dark Zone Gold Hunt

Chapter 680 The lottery begins!!

Feng Hen stood there, his eyes fixed on the three prize pools on the screen, a hint of thought in his eyes.

He thought that although the prizes in the primary prize pool might not be particularly generous, there might be some small surprises, and using up the tokens in the primary prize pool first might help him save some luck for the subsequent draws. So he went directly to the primary prize pool.

He planned to use up the 800 junior men's group tokens first as a cushion.

Although Feng Hen didn't completely believe in the mystery of lotteries at the moment, looking at the expectant looks of Li Zhengyuan and Pan Yuting, and thinking that maybe there really was some element of luck involved, he had to respect it.

Feng Hen first moved his fingers, then rubbed his hands in front of him again and again, muttering softly: "God bless me, give me something good."

Then, he took a deep breath, pressed the lottery button with a determined look, and drew ten times in a row.

"Medicine packs x5, offensive mines x4, cannonballs..." Feng Hen looked at the prizes that popped up on the screen and frowned slightly, but soon relaxed again.

He thought to himself that this was just the beginning and there might be good things to come.

So, he continued to press the lottery button, again and again, his eyes fixed on the screen, not missing any details, expecting a prize that would surprise him."

"Ah, this! This is the thing I get after ten consecutive draws?" Feng Hen looked at the pile of ordinary items displayed on the lottery interface and couldn't help but widen his eyes, his mouth slightly opened, his face full of disbelief.

It was as if he had seen something extremely incredible.

He secretly thanked his luck that he didn't draw directly from the advanced prize pool, otherwise if the advanced prize pool was also so disappointing, it would be a huge loss.

"Keep drawing, 800 times, I can directly do 80 consecutive draws!" Feng Hen gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing a spirit of not admitting defeat, as if he wanted to compete with this lottery system, and then resolutely continued to press the lottery button.

Every time the button was pressed, the crisp click sound echoed in the quiet room, as if it was fate knocking on the door.

Feng Hen sat in the chair, leaning forward slightly, his eyes fixed on the screen without blinking, afraid of missing any details.

As the number of draws continued to increase, his mood also went up and down like a roller coaster.

Finally, after the 790th time, that is, 79 times of ten consecutive draws, Feng Hen's face was already expressionless.

His face looked a little pale, and his eyes were full of fatigue and numbness.

The long period of high concentration made him feel extremely tormented, as if all the energy in his body had been drained by these repeated draws.

His hands rested weakly on the lottery button, and he sat there motionless like a statue.

He slowly shifted his gaze towards the warehouse interface, looking at the large pile of Class III, Class IV, Class I and Class II bullets, as well as a large number of medical kits and grenades, and suddenly he felt a sense of despair in his heart.

Those items piled up like an invisible mountain, pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe.

He couldn't help but complain in his mind: "What the hell is this? There are so many repetitive things, and I can never use them all up."

At this moment, he just felt like a clown being teased by fate, getting deeper and deeper into this lottery game.

"Forget it, it's just an entry-level level anyway, so I might as well use it all! The last ten pulls in a row." Feng Hen took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then slowly raised his hand and pressed the button again.

While he was drawing the lottery, he could hear the sounds of the other three people producing something through his headphones from time to time. Those excited voices were like sharp knives, piercing his ears.

Their cheers and exclamations mixed together to form a noise that made him extremely irritated.

He felt very helpless and could only comfort himself silently in his heart: "Maybe I will have better luck this last time."

Then, the next second, a clear and pleasant voice sounded: "Congratulations on winning the Hundred Battles Gold Mask·Protective Mask!"

The sound was like the sound of nature, instantly breaking the silence in the room.

Feng Hen's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, like stars suddenly lighting up in the night sky.

After hearing this prompt, he felt like he was electrocuted. He quickly turned to look at his lottery panel, his eyes full of surprise and expectation, as if he was afraid that this was a dream and would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Wow! So cool!" Feng Hen stood in the treasure display space that was dim but flickering with mysterious light. He was jumping with excitement and waving his hands in the air. He looked like a mad monkey.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, staring straight at the mask in front of him that was emitting dazzling golden light, and his mouth kept muttering like a machine gun,

"This golden border, look at this circle of golden border, it's like a flowing golden river inlaid on the mask, every ray of light seems to be telling its extraordinary; this temperament, my God, is as handsome as the legendary Hades mask!

The mask of the King of Hell is so domineering and mysterious, this mask is no less impressive. I feel like when I put it on I can transform into the god of death who dominates the battlefield.

It's a good opportunity to change them up, and I can give the previous mask a rest occasionally. Let me see what kind of entries come out, even if they're not good, it's okay! Just treat it as opening a blind box, maybe there will be unexpected surprises! "

As he spoke, Feng Hen rubbed his hands impatiently, his fingers trembling slightly as if he had been electrocuted, and then he carefully and eagerly clicked on the message on the mask.

The detailed information of the mask appeared clearly on the virtual interface in front of me.

Face: Battle Gold Mask Protective Mask

Quality: gold

Entries: Invincible in a hundred battles, handsome and compelling

Invincible in a Hundred Battles: When you are in battle, your stamina, water, and hunger remain unchanged and remain high until the battle is over.

(Note: How can Endurance Needle survive like this!)

Handsome and Charming: After you put on the mask, your charm increases by 100%, and the probability of the robot injuring you is zero.

(Note: Being very charming is also a sin!)

Feng Hen's eyes suddenly lit up like the brightest stars in the night sky, and he couldn't help but let out a low cry: "Good fellow!"

Feng Hen's mouth was wide open enough to fit a fist, his face full of shock and ecstasy. He seemed to have seen himself wearing this mask and galloping across a fierce battlefield.