Lottery Draws and Talents Unlocked by Attributes Breaking 100

"Russell, I don't quite understand what 'bitter trick' means. You know I'm not very well-educated!" Deadpool innocently shrugged, silently took two steps back, and drew the twin swords from his back.

Clang!

As Russell drew his Adamantium Blade, Russell sneered, "Wade, stop pretending. You old bird, you know what I mean."

Deadpool shook his head repeatedly. "No, I don't understand what you mean by saying I understand you!"

"No, you understand what I mean, otherwise why did you draw your sword?"

Russell tried to persuade him with kind words, but his words were Coldblood and ruthless. "Wade, let me cut you once! Just once, I guarantee you won't feel any pain. I'll then write a script like a time machine to get you perfectly exonerated. Your sacrifice will be worthwhile. Besides, you can't beat me, so give up!"

"No way, superheroes never give up."

"Suddenly appearing in a bank vault with cash on you, and you say you're a superhero? Who would believe that?"

"The script for Time Cop is even more absurd, and don't forget, there are your fingerprints on the dollar bill. If we die, we die together. Don't expect me to take the blame alone."

"Hmph!" X2

After Silly Bird absurd conversation ended, the two who were so loyal to each other just a moment ago drew their swords and started hacking and slashing at each other inside the safe.

The anesthetic mist kept being released from the vents, but it had no effect on the two perverts inside the room.

Deadpool possesses a healing factor, and his self-repairing ability is even more exaggerated than that of the original Wolverine. Poisons and anesthetics are like nothing to him.

Russell's nearly 100 'physical' attribute points were not just for show; he took a couple of breaths and adapted to the anesthetic, developing antibodies that allowed him to ignore it completely.

A moment later, the revolving gate was pushed open, and a group of SWAT officers wearing gas masks rushed in. Russell and Deadpool simultaneously sheathed their knives, forced their way through the gate, and ran out of the bank. Explanation was out of the question; they couldn't explain what had happened.

Not long after the two left, the bank manager, who had a receding hairline and a large belly, and his female secretary arrived at the vault. The manager took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and asked nervously, "How is it? What are the losses? How many valuables are missing?"

"Well, there was no loss, and we even made an extra $150,000."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

At the female secretary's prompting, the bank manager subtly pulled up his zipper and began to berate the staff. "The bank vault was robbed, and you're telling me that not only is no money missing, but there's even more?"

"That's right, we've calculated it several times," the staff member said, feeling aggrieved. He knew it sounded unbelievable, but it was the truth.

"..." The bank president remained silent.

"Manager, we've made a profit. Should we still cooperate with the police in issuing Wanted?"

"Of course we'll issue it. Don't make a fuss about the $150,000. Use it as a reward, and say it's from our own pockets." The bank manager said viciously. This wasn't a question of whether anything was lost, but a question of the nature of the crime.

Meanwhile, Deadpool had run away, was unaware that he had spent $150,000 to put a bounty on himself and Russell.

"What bad luck! The locations I've been to after these trips are getting more and more unreliable. Why is that?" Deadpool stood on the third-floor rooftop and peered out onto the street.

"Perhaps the world's will is rejecting you. Your Silly Bird virus is extremely dangerous. The world cannot stop you from entering, so it can only use this method to make you give up. Next time, it will be the president's office," Russell analyzed the reason.

"Impossible. If I wanted to reject you, I would have done so long ago. Everything was fine before, until I took you with me..." Deadpool stopped halfway through his sentence, the black gun barrel on his forehead urging him to be kind. "Russell, you are right. It's the world's fault, it has nothing to do with us."

Russell put away the Desert Eagle: "Let's go. Since we're here, there must be some characters from the story nearby."

Deadpool pointed. "If you're talking about plot characters, I think I've found Charles..."

Where?

Russell looked in that direction and noticed a striking light pollution spot in a coffee shop on the street.

Not only was bald Charles there, but his good buddy Erik was also there. The two middle-aged men chatted and laughed, playing chess while enjoying the breeze and watching the pretty waitresses' skirts flutter in the wind.

Russell raised his hand and rubbed his chin. He wasn't familiar with the plot of the movie and asked, "Wade, what time is it now? Where's Jean?"

"Charles and Erik are playing chess... Well, based on what I know of the plot, it's already the finale. As for Jean... it'll be hard to find her; she seems to be dead."

"..."

"What's wrong, buddy? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I have nothing to say."

The ending came out right away, what could Russell say?

Deadpool, oblivious to Russell's sorrow, stood on the rooftop looking around when suddenly his eyes lit up. "Hey buddy, there's a bar over there. Based on my years of experience, that place isn't legitimate; there's definitely something going on inside. Let's go check it out."

"Let's go see the next world..."

"Again?"

24 hours is a short time, especially for Russell, who desperately needed a 'Phoenix Force' Character Card. It wasn't enough time at all. Through a combination of persuasion and coercion, Deadpool took him through three more worlds. During this time, they encountered Jean Grey in a berserk state, but unfortunately, they didn't get a single notification to trigger a lottery.

Finally, with only 15 minutes left in the 24-hour countdown, Russell gave up on continuing the journey and dragged the exhausted Deadpool to the most expensive nightclub in town.

We've booked the entire venue!

Russell swiped his credit card to make a deposit and generously booked a day and a night for Deadpool, letting him eat, drink, and have fun to his heart's content, with all expenses paid by Russell himself.

"Dude, you're so cool. I... I misunderstood you before..." Deadpool got bricks in his eyes and cried until his mask was soaked.

He made up his mind that after this day and night, he would give up women, take his relationship with Russell to the next level, and live a peaceful life from then on.

"Wade, don't say that. We're brothers, you play first, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Go slowly, come back slowly..." Deadpool waved his little handkerchief, thinking to himself that it would be best if the round trip took 24 hours, then all the girls would be his.

Russell generously granted his request and never appeared again...

In the real world, Russell sat quietly at his computer desk with his eyes closed.

"System, activate all the lottery draws for this World Quest."

[Bite]

[Host confirms lottery draw, 5 draws in progress...]

Four out of five draws are rewards for completing World Quest, which may seem like a small amount, but that's not actually the case.

During the mission, Russell came into contact with Ororo, Jean, Apocalypse and others, triggering a total of 10 lottery draws. He drew the lottery almost on the spot, with only the one involving the Juggernaut remaining until now.

[The host has received the following rewards...]

[Intelligence Attribute Point x1]

[Skill Card: Photosynthesis (You can survive by basking in the sun, but don't forget to drink water and inhale more carbon dioxide)]

[Item Card: Self-Healing Factor (As long as the spirit remains, it is very difficult to kill)]

[Item Card: Green Goblin Suit (A super deluxe gift pack including the Green Goblin Armor, Vertical Takeoff Glider, Green Goblin Throwing Knife, Pumpkin Bomb, and more)]

[Skill Card: Hundred Thousand Volts (Pikachu, I choose you!)]

"That's strange, there isn't a single Character Card. Could it be because I drew too many in the X-Men universe?" Russell muttered to himself, puzzled, as he examined the three cards.

The skill card "Hundred Thousand Volts" is so ridiculous that it's hard to find anything to complain about, especially the "Pikachu" annotation, which makes Russell feel like the system is itching to mess with him again. But he has to admit that this Skill Card is a perfect match for him.

Let's list Russell's permanent skills: passive skills: Lightning Rod, Charge Storage; active skills: Steel Tail; and now, let's add a Hundred Thousand Volts...

"This is definitely going to become a cute thing!"

Think about the person who would voice an adorable creature; Russell would refuse.

The Skill Card for photosynthesis has too many flaws, so just ignore it. The Item Card for self-healing factor and Green Goblin Suit seem useful, but they are not very meaningful to him.

First, let's talk about the healing factor. Russell's own physique has a certain recovery ability, plus the Hui Tailang Tattoo. Although it's not as overpowered as the healing factor, it's still one of the hardest to kill.

Transplanting the healing factor would make Mutants like Deadpool, enhancing their healing ability but also adding a Mutants identity, which is equivalent to giving themselves a weakness, making it a losing proposition.

For Russell, a transmigrator who enjoys quick travel, the future could take him to any kind of world. While ability is important, avoiding one's own weaknesses is even more important, so he won't use his self-healing factor on himself.

The final Green Goblin Suit... all I can say is, the Pumpkin Bomb looks pretty cool!

[Host: Russell]

[Strength: 100 (50+50)]

[Body: 99 (71+28)]

[Intelligence: 95 (75+20)]

[Wealth: 190,800]

With his Wealth Points credited, Russell glanced at the newly refreshed attribute panel, took a deep breath, and began allocating points.

This stat allocation is very important. Reaching over 100 points in a single attribute has a small chance of breaking through personal bottlenecks, unleashing potential, and awakening corresponding superpowers.

He has 99 points in his 'physical' attribute, just one step away from breaking 100, and 95 points in his 'intelligence' attribute. After this mission, he will have 12 points in his self-healing attribute. If he's lucky, he might be able to unlock two of his innate talents.

However, it is also possible that, like the 'Strength' attribute points, due to a lack of talent, after reaching 100, the only significant increase is in speed, strength, and agility, without triggering the corresponding superpower.

"A sure-fire way to make money, you won't lose anything if you don't have it..."

Russell licked his lips, reminding himself not to be too greedy. With his luck, he shouldn't have Aether hopes, or he would be even more disappointed. "First, the 'Body' attribute points +1, breaking through the value of 100."

[Body: 100 (71+29)]

"..."

Nothing changed; Russell was still Russell, and the system made no evaluation.

"This is a mage account, and I have no chance with 'Constitution' and 'Strength'. Am I supposed to rely on 'Intelligence'?" Russell was extremely annoyed. Despite his complaints, his body still honestly allocated 5 points to the 'Intelligence' attribute.

What if!

[Intelligence: 100 (75+25)]

Almost as soon as the attribute points exceeded 100, the system notification sounded...