The Legendary Mechanic
Chapter 279

Luck Reigns Supreme

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One hundred boxes were neatly stacked into a small mountain, a rare sight that caused players to temporarily stop their buying spree and gather around in curiosity.

So Poor Only Money Remains. He took a deep breath, quickly opened the box, and the onlookers craned their necks, their expressions gradually changing from anticipation to astonishment, and then to mockery.

All one hundred boxes were opened, and the best they found was a blue-grade submachine gun. The discarded parts were piled up like a small mountain. So Poor Only Money Remains, and their faces turned green with envy.

"One hundred blue items in a row, that's impressive, this is a strong run."

"Chief, please accept my bow."

"Spending money won't change your luck, bro."

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"Why do I feel so good...?" someone gloated.

He was so poor that So Poor Only Money Remains, and he was tearing his hair out in frustration, looking dejected. Just like his ID suggested, he was a nouveau riche who was used to throwing money around. This approach was usually very effective; with money, you can do whatever you want.

Lottery draws were his favorite activity. He didn't care whether he won or lost; he just enjoyed the thrill of winning something. However, he failed miserably with Han Xiao.

[Black Phantom's Mechanical Box] There's no pity system no matter how many times you do a pull. It's like a lottery, completely dependent on luck and probability. If So Poor Only Money Remains, you might do a hundred pulls at once thinking you're likely to get something good, but then your luck is so bad it's unbearable to look at.

While it's nice to have big spenders, Han Xiao treats everyone equally. He doesn't guarantee a pity pull, and he doesn't want to break the rules just because of big spenders. His target customer group is all players, a large number, so he wants more people to participate in this event, making it a "main city feature" rather than an event only for big spenders. After all, the number of boxes is limited, and the lack of a guarantee for consecutive draws is to prevent one person from buying too many boxes.

If the event guarantees a pity system, other wealthy players or guilds will follow suit, and each batch of limited boxes will be snapped up by a few wealthy players, reducing the opportunities for other players to participate. This will gradually decrease the event's appeal, and long-term development is the key.

People have a tendency to conform and are drawn to books. Once this rises to the level of collective interests, needs, and habits, its overall influence on the player group changes.

So Poor Only Money Remains but still wanted to buy more, which made the other players unhappy. A hundred pulls were one thing, they thought it was just something new, but the number of boxes was limited, and wanting to buy more was going too far.

Seeing the crowd's agitation, So Poor Only Money Remains, he had no choice but to give up. Embarrassed, he scratched his head and walked to the side.

Beside him, the King of Single Pulls" looked disdainful and said to his entourage, "See? Throwing money around requires no skill at all. Only extensive observation and research, calculating the drop rate, is the true key."

With that, the King of Single Pulls, brimming with confidence, grinned, his teeth and glasses flashing simultaneously. "Now, watch my performance!"

Leading a group of followers towards Han Xiao, the King of Single Pulls was completely focused, silently calculating with the *picture*book. After several players had finished buying, he suddenly let out a thunderous shout that startled everyone, then squeezed to the front of the line and snatched the next box.

"Hehe, in my experience, this box is bound to contain good stuff."

The King of Single Pulls, brimming with confidence, boldly opened the box amidst the expectant gazes of everyone.

[Congratulations! You have obtained the item, [Scrap Parts] x18]

Everyone fell silent, their eyes filled with strange expressions.

The atmosphere was awkward. The King of Single Pulls twitched his lips and coughed, saying, "You all need to understand that this is ultimately a matter of probability. If it doesn't work the first time, try a few more times, and you're bound to get something good!"

However, his next four single draws were all unsuccessful, and his supporters became increasingly suspicious.

Are you even capable?

"Bullshit, next time, next time I'll definitely get a purple one!" The King of Single Pulls' eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily, like a gambler on a whim. He bought another new box, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Gods and spirits, bless me with good luck this time, Amitabha, may all my wishes come true."

He repeated it more than a dozen times, and he felt his palms getting warm, as if a mysterious energy was descending upon him.

Quotes from various famous figures flashed through the mind of the King of Single Pulls: "Where there's a will, there's a way," "When in doubt, go all in, and you'll carve out a new world," "RUA!" and so on...

"This time it's definitely there!" The King of Single Pulls suddenly opened his eyes, his confidence Berserk, and with a loud shout, he opened the box!

A pile of garbage.

The King of Single Pulls stood frozen in place, utterly dejected.

"Why... why is this happening? Are all the patterns I discovered fake? Opening the boxes is fake, this world is fake, fake, it's all fake!"

In the crowd, Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette touched his wallet. Finally, it was his turn in the queue. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll buy one."

This was his first time buying the [Black Phantom's Mechanical Box]. He had hesitated and observed the previous times. Although three thousand Aquamarine Dollar wasn't much, he was just an ordinary player, and his wealth was hard-earned, accumulated by doing quests everywhere. He was reluctant to spend it, but many players had obtained good equipment through this event, and he was also a little envious.

I've finally decided to buy a suitcase.

Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette's goals are very low; he'll be satisfied with just green gear, and he doesn't even dare to dream of blue or purple gear.

He ran to the side, held his breath with Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette smoldering, and opened the box.

A purple light burst into my eyes!

"Purple, purple... purple attire?!"

Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette was stunned, his whole body trembling with excitement.

The other players cast envious glances at them.

"Another lucky one."

"Tsk, I want purple gear too."

Every time someone draws a purple item, it's rare, but players have seen many people draw purple items and have gotten used to it. They envy it for a while and then ignore it.

Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette, he picked up the purple-plated, large-caliber Wild Eagle and played with it with it, unable to put it down, when suddenly he felt an impulse.

"How about... I buy another one and try my luck?"

After calming himself down, Jiyin, Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette, gritted his teeth and bought another case, then casually opened it.

Purple light again!

Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette dangling from his lips, his heart pounding with immense joy.

The surrounding players looked over again, exclaiming in amazement.

"Did I get another purple item? That's some good luck!"

"Wow, let's quickly absorb some of this good luck!"

"Two draws, two wins; you might as well buy a lottery ticket."

"Pshaw, so what if you're lucky? Fortune changes every day, it might be my turn next year."

"Bro, I'm okay with showing off, but don't go overboard."

Some people are envious, some admire, and some are sour.

So Poor Only Money Remains, looking utterly helpless. His hundred consecutive draws couldn't compare to someone else's two casual single draws. What kind of world is this? Where have the privileges of being a tycoon gone?!

The King of Single Pulls gritted his teeth, his mentality on the verge of collapse, inwardly screaming, "I must have used a fake attack to pad for him! The purple gear was supposed to be mine!"

"How about... another one?" Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette touched his wallet, and he had just over three thousand left. He gritted his teeth and bought another one, like a gambler who had tasted the sweetness of success and fell into the abyss of spending money.

"Will I win this time?" Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette suddenly regretted it. Winning twice in a row was already incredibly lucky, and the chance of winning three times in a row was too low. Moreover, each batch of [Black Phantom's Mechanical Box] has only ever yielded a maximum of three purple items. If he won, wouldn't that be equivalent to him getting all the purple items in this batch?

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, I opened the box for the third time, and the familiar purple light emanated from it!

Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette was dumbfounded, and all the players around him were dumbfounded as well.

Damn, I got lucky with all three single pulls! What kind of luck is this?!

No, this can't be called luck, this is downright inauspicious!

Everyone stared in shock at the dazed, Lonely Half-Smoked Cigarette.

This is a living, breathing European champion!

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