"I just suddenly remembered. Pulling Divine Martial King wasn't a dream—I really got her last night. To grind the event, I stayed up until five in the morning and temporarily maxed out my luck value. Then I used a little cash power and went straight for a hundred ten-pulls. I was just so tired that I forgot about it."
Lu Xun said solemnly.
"So what I'm saying is, is there a possibility that at the Awakening Ceremony in a couple of days, I might be able to form a contract with Divine Martial King..."
"Good lord. I thought Old Zhao was already good enough at fantasizing, but I never expected you to surpass him."
"If you got her in one lucky pull, then sure, it might be possible. But after a hundred ten-pulls, why are you still sitting here dreaming?!"
"As I see it, it's not that you and Divine Martial King are fated—it's that money and Divine Martial King are fated. As long as you whale hard enough, even the Empire can be yours."
Gao Shou mocked.
"So you really pulled her?!"
Gao Shou wanted to confirm it again.
A thousand pulls might have been a lot, but the chance of pulling that thing was one in a hundred thousand.
Of course, low odds meant nothing when there were so many players. There were always Lucky Dogs who pulled it with ease.
That was why all that nonsense about game relationships and causality was nothing more than the delusions of people driven mad by gacha pulls.
There was no such thing as causality—only Lucky Dogs and the unlucky.
"Why would I lie to you for no reason?!"
"By the way, how many pulls did you do yesterday?!"
Lu Xun asked.
"Not many, not many. Just two hundred ten-pulls."
Gao