Ten Consecutive Draws

In truth, it was not a nuclear warhead.

It was a Thermobaric Bomb!

Even the military was not mad enough to have the audacity and courage to deploy a nuclear warhead in Seattle, a major city in the United States that held an important position in aerospace, computer software, bioinformatics, genetic science, electronic equipment, medical equipment, environmental engineering, and more.

The destructive principle of a thermobaric bomb primarily came from the thermobaric effect produced by instantaneous combustion.

It used the air as explosive material, rapidly consuming the surrounding oxygen during detonation before releasing pressure to inflict damage.

GBU-43.

Known as the Mother of All Bombs!

This bomb weighed 9.5 tons and had a yield more than ten times that of an equivalent weight of TNT high explosives. It combined the advantages of high explosives and air explosives.

Its power was terrifying, even capable of rivaling a Nuclear Bomb. Yet it had none of the Nuclear Radiation or contamination of a Nuclear Bomb, making it a clean weapon.

Even though Gu Qing had left beforehand and watched from a great distance, he could still feel the heat wave rushing toward him.

Once all the explosions subsided, the scene was left with nothing but endless black ash drifting down onto the scarred, charred earth.

Gu Qing used Magnetic Field Detection to search the area.

He found nothing.

He could only sigh helplessly.

"?! In the end, I still overestimated them."

Although Matt had finally entered the realm of Magnetic Field Rotation, just as Gu Qing had hoped.

It was unfortunately too late.

Even if he could unleash 20,000 Horsepower the moment he entered it, he still could not withstand an explosion comparable to a Nuclear Bomb.

Not to mention Andrew, who was still in the Current Propulsion Realm.

Perhaps they had already been burned to ashes in that massive explosion.

Gu Qing had placed great hopes on the three of them, yet they had repeatedly disappointed him.

He was already beginning to feel weary.

Before the large number of troops arrived, Gu Qing took off first.

He decided to stay in this world a while longer before considering leaving.

Just after Gu Qing flew away.

The troops who came to deal with the aftermath did not immediately begin disaster relief. Instead, they kept digging through the ruins.

Searching for something.

Before long, they dug up a charred "corpse" from beneath the ruins of a collapsed skyscraper.

Upon seeing the "corpse," General William, who was leading them, revealed an excited and satisfied smile.

A week later.

New York, Manhattan District.

Times Square.

Crystal-clear snowflakes drifted down from the gray sky.

Before they could reach the ground, they melted amid the packed, bustling crowd.

Today was December 31. To bring the New Year's countdown celebration to its peak, the shops around Times Square had long been undergoing major renovations, hoping to outshine all others that night.

However, fearing that the frenzy on New Year's Eve might cause the situation to spiral out of control, the government had specifically required the theaters beside the square to remain closed that night, so as not to draw even more crowds.

Looking up, Gu Qing saw that the giant screens in Times Square were not showing supermodels endorsing luxury goods, nor were they showing Eastern influencers who had come in groups.

They were broadcasting the news.

Follow-up coverage of the Seattle disaster.

The disaster had ultimately been classified as a terrorist attack.

In just one short week, it had shocked the entire world.

Such a major event had brought Gu Qing quite a few Spacetime Values.

It barely made up for some of his losses.

Host: Gu Qing

Spacetime Value: points

It had already surpassed 100,000 points.

He could perform ten consecutive draws.

However, knowing the system's usual bullshit, Gu Qing did not hold out much hope.

In his view, the system's lottery could ultimately only serve as an aid.

and could not be relied upon.

Only one's own strength was true strength!

Congratulations, you have obtained Gambit's card!

Congratulations, you have obtained Gao Jin's chocolate!

Congratulations, you have obtained Eight Extremes Fist Mastery!

Congratulations, you have obtained a Hundred Forged Steel Sword!

Congratulations, you have obtained Wolverine's cigar!

Congratulations, you have obtained the latest Fruit Phone!

Congratulations, you have obtained a Bugatti Veyron!

Congratulations, you have obtained a Space Ring!

Congratulations, you have obtained Li Yunlong's Italian Cannon!

Congratulations, you have obtained Li Xunhuan's throwing knives!

This system came with a storage space.

But Gu Qing could not use it.

The prizes drawn would be temporarily stored inside.

Once taken out, they could never be put back.

So when Gu Qing saw that this round's prize list actually included a Space Ring, his eyes immediately lit up.

He had struck it rich!

With a thought, a plain bronze ring appeared in his palm.

Gu Qing forced out a drop of blood and let it fall onto the ring.

Having read countless novels, he naturally understood the process of using blood to bind an item to its owner.

Yet after dripping his blood onto it, nothing happened.

Gu Qing: "..."

It made him feel rather awkward.

"Did I get the process wrong?"

Gu Qing tried using his telekinesis to probe the ring.

In an instant, it entered the ring and saw a vast space.

It was roughly the size of two basketball courts.

"Damn it, novels misled me!"

Besides the Space Ring, this draw had also yielded Eight Extremes Fist Mastery.

After Gu Qing chose to receive it, a stream of information flooded into his mind.

Everything related to Eight Extremes Fist played out vividly in his mind.

In a short time, he went from knowing nothing to becoming an expert in Eight Extremes Fist.

Only then did Gu Qing realize that the system's lottery could also produce non-physical prizes.

With Gu Qing's current strength, Eight Extremes Fist Mastery could not bring about a qualitative leap.

But it could improve his Complete Realm!

It gave him a better understanding of how to control and release power in combat, vary his moves, seize opportunities, and find openings.

It was still of considerable use to him.

At the same time, the appearance of Eight Extremes Fist Mastery as a prize opened up another line of thought for Gu Qing.

A Magnetic Field Master did not have only one path: increasing their horsepower.

Whether it was Power Flow or Complete Realm, a significant improvement in either could bring a qualitative change in strength.

Gu Qing's progress through training alone was slow, and the nutrients he had painstakingly cultivated had all turned to ash.

He could only start with Power Flow and Complete Realm.

Gu Qing turned his gaze eastward.

"Perhaps it's time to go take a look there."

Just then, the giant screen in Times Square suddenly flickered.

Then it turned to static.

"Hmm?!"

Gu Qing raised an eyebrow.

He was somewhat surprised.

It was not just him. At this crowded Triangular Street intersection, nearly everyone noticed the change.

But most merely watched, assuming it was some kind of malfunction.

Gu Qing did not think so.

He had a premonition.

A premonition that made him faintly excited.

Sure enough.

The image on the giant screen flickered.

A person actually appeared.

Someone Gu Qing knew very well.

Andrew Detmer!