With a light chuckle, Jiu Ming paid no mind at all to the Shadow Clone's disdain. Instead, he pulled out a chair, set it on the ground, and sat there to watch. The red gacha balls, which were the most numerous, sold extremely quickly. If these gacha balls were divided into tiers, there would be four in total. ≧, Red and orange were commoner-tier, yellow and green counted as mid-tier, cyan and blue were high-end first-rate goods, while purple could be said to be the choice of only the wealthy. After all, purple gacha balls were far too expensive—enough to buy one only if you scraped together money from every possible source.
If they got something they wanted, they would naturally say it was worth it! But if they failed to get it, then no matter how valuable the item was, if it did not suit their eye, it simply did not suit their eye. They would always feel awkward inside, feel as though they had lost out, and regret it.
Some people struck gold, while others got junk. What such unequal treatment brought about was impulsiveness... Why could that guy get something better than mine, while I could only lose money?
"Holy shit! You can really get abilities from these!!!" An excited shout suddenly erupted from the crowd.
Although the voice quickly died down, by the time that person covered his mouth, the space around him had already been cleared out. Under the attention of so many gazes, sweat beaded across his forehead. Fuck, don't stare so viciously... The pressure was huge.
"Is that really an ability?" Someone in the crowd asked suspiciously when they saw the strange card in his hand, then glanced at the gacha shell by his feet. A cyan-tier one.
"Yeah." Under the stares of