In the stands, nearly half the audience had already skillfully pulled a small screen in front of them and selected Xunge of Moonlight Wetland to watch.
The Blood Elf did the same. "The winning rate for these scratch cards seems pretty decent."
The siren seated on her other side chimed in, "It is. That Epic-grade harpoon is pretty good."
Black Cat asked, "Why do you think she reads out the attributes and attached skills every time she scratches out a weapon?"
The Blood Elf asked, "What are you getting at?"
Black Cat said, "I mean, judging by the personality she's shown, she shouldn't waste time doing something so unnecessary."
The Blood Elf suddenly turned serious, pressing two fingers of her right hand to her forehead as she said solemnly, "Sorry, we're currently off the clock, hahahahahaha. I really can't think of any deeper meaning behind that. Sometimes she's just so Zhuri."
Black Cat nervously craned her neck and looked around.
Only after the Blood Elf had laughed enough did she ask, "...What are you looking for?"
Black Cat said, "Zhuri. Her own apprentice is competing—there's no way she wouldn't come, right?"
The Blood Elf's smile froze. "..."
Black Cat asked, "Why did you stop laughing?"
The Blood Elf said, "..."
The gold coin smoothly swept across row after row of golden circles, scratching out weapon designs that were nothing but black outlines. The images of these non-winning weapons were simple and crude, as if even adding one extra detail would have been too much work. The firearms did not even have triggers drawn on them.
Yu Xunge remained perfectly calm.
Of the four fishing rods she currently possessed, one was Epic-grade and three were Legendary-grade. All of them could last until the end of the game. What she needed