They called it a mysterious grand prize, and it truly was mysterious. Along with the QR code displayed behind Joe, there was a black silhouette marked with a golden question mark, making it impossible to tell what it was.
But beside the black silhouette was another line in large print: valued at 20 million US dollars. With that, people did not care nearly as much about what it actually was.
Humans had long been accustomed to measuring value in monetary terms. It did not matter if they could not understand what an item was, as long as they could understand the number.
The participants at the venue all took out their phones. Even the reporters sent by major media outlets were no exception. Everyone started pumping their fists up and down as if they were having a seizure, phones clenched in their hands and left on the "shake" lottery screen.
Everyone wanted profit.
Jessica was doing the same thing. She wanted to win too, even though she knew the chances were slim.
A hundred major prizes were drawn in the first round, while around four billion people on Earth now had mobile phones. Not everyone would watch the press conference, but the unseen competition was still fierce. The odds of winning were one in tens of millions.
So if she participated in all ten drawings, would the odds become one in a million?
No. The odds for each draw were calculated separately and could not be added together. That was also a classic piece of lottery math trickery.
Even with odds of only one in tens of millions, that was assuming Deathstroke had not pulled tricks like rigging the results, having Adjutant screen entries, or using magic to interfere.
And based on Jessica's understanding of Deathstroke, the absence of backroom