Honestly, while the expansion pack lottery in Wasteland OL had no pity system or anything like that, randomness really was random. There was no such thing as "whoever was more suited to a piece of equipment had a better chance of drawing it."
Yet precisely because it was truly random, even if the "overall drop rate" followed a normal distribution, there would inevitably be a few unlucky players with catastrophically bad luck, and a few absurdly lucky ones blessed beyond reason.
And when that happened, the Administrator could only step in personally and hand out benefits to the unlucky players.
As for the lucky ones, forget it.
If they drew it, they drew it. He couldn't exactly take it back from them, could he?
Though he could be a little devious now and then, Chu Guang asked himself honestly and felt that he was still fairly principled in how he handled things.
First, he didn't go back on his word. Second, he didn't settle scores after the fact. Third, whenever rules could solve a problem, he used rules.
Still, to be honest, Spring Water really was ridiculously lucky sometimes. Even Chu Guang, the fake planner and real mastermind who knew the "inside workings" of the game, couldn't help suspecting that guy had turned something on.
Wo Zui Hei was the same, too. His luck was so bad it was like he had committed some terrible sin in a previous life...
In the study on B4 of the shelter, Chu Guang lounged on the sofa, sipping milk tea while browsing the forums.
At that moment, Wo Zui Hei, who had been overflowing with negativity just seconds ago, was holding up a screenshot of a "golden legend" and weeping with joy—or rather, showing it off.
However, Wo Zui Hei had no idea