Although Nameless had considered the possibility that, in a single instant, he had drawn the one grand prize, he then realized that it might also be the one unlucky ticket.
What if the black-edged ticket was the only one with no reward?
What if it said, "Thanks for participating"?
Anything was possible in the Divine Treasury. It could not be judged by common sense.
Normally, Nameless would not have hesitated at all. The problem was that he was in the Divine Treasury, where every stage's rewards were absurdly valuable and critically important.
One reward might determine whether he lived or died in the next stage.
Even Nameless could not remain completely calm, especially when he was gambling.
In that single second, his mind raced through countless possibilities before he finally reached a conclusion. "Qinqin said I'm very lucky, so let's find out whether that's true!"
He then bent down, picked up the black-edged ticket, and silently clenched it in his hand, not letting anyone see the color of its border.
Since there was a time limit for claiming prizes, the longer time passed, the more anxious those who had not picked a ticket became. In the end, some had no choice but to take purple or blue tickets.
Suddenly, time ran out.
The tickets on the ground vanished in an instant, and several trial participants who had yet to pick one were immediately dumbfounded.
Some trial participants looked at those stunned people and let out quiet, mocking laughter. Though they had only managed to grab white tickets, that was still better than getting no ticket at all.
Now, many of the trial participants holding white tickets felt better about themselves. Only those few who had failed to grab a ticket were so frustrated they suffered internal injuries.
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