Profession Scroll

The Level-1 Doomsday Roulette, also known as the Doomsday Evolution Roulette, was a unique product of this world.

It was also the best and safest path for survivors in this world to grow stronger.

By paying a certain number of Magic Crystals, one could spin it to obtain rewards for survival or evolution.

[Level-1 Doomsday Roulette]

Origin: Doomsday Roulette World

Usage Requirement: Pay 12 Level-1 Magic Crystals for one random reward draw.

Effect: Randomly obtain an item from the roulette.

Description: Formed by the World Will drawing upon the World Origin.

Note: Indestructible, immovable.

According to the information of this world, the number of Magic Crystals required for the Doomsday Roulette varied depending on its level.

However, there were always minimum and maximum limits; a Level-1 roulette generally required 5 Magic Crystals.

The worst ones required only 2, and the rewards on those were mostly just supplies.

As the number of Magic Crystals required by the roulette increased, the quality of the items obtained also increased, with the maximum being 12.

The circular roulette before him had seven more slots than a standard Level-1 roulette.

Twelve!

A top-tier Level-1 roulette!

It was easy to imagine that this circular Level-1 roulette must contain rewards far superior to other Level-1 roulettes.

Wang Changle observed the circular roulette again, noting the ten symbols flashing on the wheel.

Eight of them were food and supplies, but the other two caught his eye.

One was a shoe icon, glowing faintly, and the other was a green-faced, gold-edged parchment scroll.

The eight food and supply markers were of no value to Wang Changle, who possessed a Mark Space; he didn't need to survive in this doomsday environment for long.

Besides, after his search along the way, he had already gathered two days' worth of food.

If he couldn't kill the "Monster Baby" and complete the main quest within two days, then any amount of food would just be a burden.

The shoe icon glowed with a faint light, likely the second-best item on the roulette; he guessed it might be equipment.

In this turbulent doomsday world, every piece of equipment was a significant asset to him.

But these rewards were not worth the value of 12 Level-1 Magic Crystals.

Therefore, the most likely scenario was that the scroll was worth far more than a Level-1 item.

He placed 12 Magic Crystals into the slots one by one, and the roulette immediately rippled with light.

The red indicator on the roulette began to spin, passing over the ten options again and again.

Wang Changle naturally hoped to hit that green scroll on the first try; according to world settings, it should be a profession-related scroll.

Regardless of the profession, it represented at least one ability.

Every ability was a foundation; equipment could be replaced, but abilities could be continuously upgraded, evolved, or even mutated.

The acquisition of an ability would not only greatly increase Wang Changle's speed in killing zombies.

It would also accelerate his resource acquisition, and even if he reached the Cycle Paradise, it would be a useful skill.

"Hum~"

Gradually, the faint light on the roulette crystal began to dissipate, and the red indicator began to slow down.

Under Wang Changle's expectant gaze, the red indicator stopped in front of a box of ugly tangerines.

Looking at the fresh tangerines, Wang Changle silently moved them aside.

Undeterred, he invested again, and the roulette spun.

Three consecutive spins, yet all were food and water.

His beautiful expectations turned into bubbles; four consecutive spins caused his Magic Crystals to plummet to 36, and Wang Changle's face darkened.

Clearly, he did not have the protagonist's halo, nor did he have the protagonist's "Luck Exclusion Technique."

The 1 point of luck in his attribute panel had already hinted when he killed zombies and triggered his talent that he was just one of the many unlucky ones.

And one had to know that except for cards and scrolls, the other options on the roulette would not disappear and could be drawn repeatedly!

If Wang Changle's luck remained poor, he would need a massive amount of Level-1 Magic Crystals to draw that scroll.

Suddenly, Wang Changle looked at his blood-stained self, lost in thought.

He took a large amount of drinking water from his space, spent 10 minutes washing thoroughly, and then took out three Treasure Chests (White).

Since destiny cannot be changed, I can only pin my hopes on metaphysics to change my fate!

[Note: You have opened Treasure Chest (White) *3]

You obtained 50 Paradise Coins.

You obtained Level-1 Magic Crystal *2.

You obtained 20 Paradise Coins.

Three times in a row, the items from the treasure chests made Wang Changle's face even darker.

Sure enough, his luck was truly not very good; the three chests yielded less than 100 Paradise Coins.

However, having used four spins as a buffer, washed up, changed clothes, and opened three more chests, his good luck should have arrived by now.

Even the unluckiest person had a pity system!

Rubbing his hands, he placed 12 Magic Crystals into the roulette slots again.

[Note: You obtained Level 1 Rainbow QQ Candy *1]

Wang Changle threw the candy aside with a dark face and invested another 12.

The roulette glowed again, the red indicator spun rapidly, and finally stopped on the shoe icon.

[Note: You have obtained Power Boots (White)]

Power Boots

Origin: Doomsday Roulette

White: 8

Type: Boots

Defense: 5

Durability: 15/15

Agility: Movement speed +10% while running.

Description: Run, brother!

Price: 800 Paradise Coins. This is a chance-drop item and cannot be taken out of the Derivative World.

Looking at the shoes in his hand, Wang Changle felt a bit happy and immediately equipped them.

The tough deerskin boots, somewhat like the leather boots of a medieval hunter, were not only a perfect fit but also warm and comfortable.

The thick deerskin wrapped around his ankles, and even when he tried to cut it with a table knife, it left no mark, showing its toughness.

Although they couldn't be taken out of the world, they gave him another ability to survive in this world, which was not bad.

Could this be considered a turn of fortune? Yes, absolutely!

Suddenly, Wang Changle invested 12 Magic Crystals again, and the roulette spun once more.

Whether it was the heavens pitying him, his 1 point of luck taking effect, or the Goddess of Luck hearing his prayers, the red indicator finally landed on the scroll option.

"Oh, yes!"

The sudden surprise made Wang Changle feel that all his efforts and fighting were worth it at this moment.

[Note: You have obtained Profession Scroll: Apostle of Life *1]

"So that's how this thing is used! Good, very good, truly great. I told you I, Han Zhong, am destined for greatness, hahahaha."

"That's for sure, Old Man Han, destined for greatness, long live!"

"Hahahaha, good, good, good, Dahua, you understand me well!"

Wang Changle immediately looked toward the source of the sound. He saw the warehouse door had been pushed open at some point, and a group of six people stood at the entrance, laughing and talking as they looked his way.

Wang Changle calmly put the scroll into his Mark Space and observed the others with a cold gaze.

A middle-aged man wearing a chef's uniform with the word "Pearl" printed on it held two blood-dripping bone cleavers.

He was looking at Wang Changle's side with glowing eyes, his gaze filled with undisguised greed.

That look seemed to say that everything he saw was his, especially the faintly glowing roulette.

It was his private property, and Wang Changle was just a thief.

Behind him were several teenagers holding kitchen knives, all staring over as well.

Their gazes were varied: curious, probing, scrutinizing, and wary.

Wang Changle looked at the people at the warehouse door and the open door behind them; he knew he had been careless just now.

In his overwhelming joy, he had forgotten to close the door.

However, he really hadn't expected that only four hours into the doomsday outbreak, someone would have already adapted to this environment.

These people had not only found weapons but had also formed a team.

He knew that from the top floor all the way down, the people he saw were either vomiting uncontrollably, being hunted down and killed by zombies, or trembling in fear, living in constant terror.

The occasional survivor who killed a zombie mostly chose to stay behind closed doors, waiting for rescue.

But looking at these people, they weren't just out looking for supplies; they seemed to have killed several zombies, and none of them were injured.

The middle-aged, short, fat man who called himself Han Zhong must be the leader of this group.

This man had thick arms, sharp eyes, and his hands holding the bone cleavers didn't tremble in the slightest.

He was a bold and careful person, and his combat power shouldn't be weak.

"Trouble..."