Douluo: Transmigrated as the Silver Dragon King Just After the Dragon God's Fall
Chapter 128

Why Are There Decimal Points Too?

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After several rounds of debate, Yu Xiaogang got a taste of success and became increasingly engrossed in the argument.

In the end, Brother Jie were so hoarse from talking that Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong had no choice but to leave the stage and stand in front of the debate platform to cheer them on.

Bibi Dong, at least, had been reborn. In her previous life, she had been in charge of the Spirit Hall for many years, and the theories she had read were far beyond what ordinary scholars could comprehend.

If it weren't for Qian Xunji's illusion interference, and her own being controlled by her love-struck mind, someone of Yu Xiaogang's skill level, if she had entered a state of enlightenment, would have seen how utterly absurd those theories were.

As for Liu Erlong, he was at least the dean of the academy in his previous life. Although his intelligence was practically zero, he was also reborn and could lend a hand.

The four scholars buried themselves in theoretical documents, while the two reborn sycophants charged into battle. Yu Xiaogang, meanwhile, reaped the benefits without lifting a finger, his elation akin to floating on air.

Under the envious and jealous gazes of all the Soul Master present, he stepped into the spatial vortex time and time again, his Luck Value soaring along with him.

First it was 96%, then it jumped to 97%, then 98%. With each step forward, the breathing of the crowd outside the arena quickened.

When Yu Xiaogang was sent back to the debate stage for the second time, the long progress bar for the grand prize stopped at 99%.

Only one step remains to achieve 100% Luck Value in obtaining the God Level Golden Sacred Dragon Essence Blood.

"Just one more time, just one more time."

Yu Xiaogang rubbed her hands together and paced back and forth, repeatedly muttering to herself, as if if she repeated it a few more times, the last 1% of blank space would be automatically filled.

He cupped his hands in greeting to his capable subordinates behind him and said:

"My dear friends, Dong'er, Erlong, please lend me a hand."

Brother Billy put his arm around his shoulder, his eyes gleaming, his voice unusually sincere:

"Oh, my dear Xiao Gang, go for it! Your friends will always be with you."

Bibi Dong stared longingly at Yu Xiaogang's retreating figure, feeling that she had finally overcome all the humiliation she had suffered.

This is something Yu Xiaogang has longed for in both his past and present lives. As long as he's happy, they, as his devoted followers, will naturally be happy too.

After winning another round of debate, Yu Xiaogang walked blissfully towards the spatial vortex.

Unexpectedly, just as he stepped into the vortex, a disgruntled shout suddenly rang out from the crowd below the stage:

"Wait a minute, why is it always this guy with the buzz cut who goes in alone?"

Someone took the lead in breaking the silence, and the others followed suit, shouting:

"Yu Xiaogang, you're going to hog your teammates' opportunities again."

Yu Xiaogang abruptly stopped in her tracks.

Scholars in the audience, who had been holding back for so long, began to shout, and the protests grew louder and louder.

"Exactly! It was a debate won by several people working together, so why should he get all the benefits while his teammates don't even get a sip?"

"Who was it that was flipping through books and debating on stage just now? Everyone's eyes aren't blind. What else did he do besides pretending to be profound?"

How could you be so shameless as to not give me even one chance? How could you be so selfish? Bah!

Hearing the insults and curses from the crowd, Yu Xiaogang turned around, her eyes wide with anger, and said:

How could you slander someone's innocence so baselessly...?

"What innocence? We saw you sitting there on stage these past few shows without saying a word."

Someone in the audience immediately started jeering and retorting:

"Since you're so good, and you have plenty of chances to win later, why aren't you willing to be humble this once?"

Yu Xiaogang choked on her breath, her face slowly turning red, and she argued loudly:

"Defending the title doesn't count as monopolizing it... Defending the title is the domain of a theoretical Grandwet; can that be considered selfish?"

Then came a string of incomprehensible phrases, such as "chance to choose a master," "the core brain of the team," and "when this Grandwet transforms into Golden Sacred Dragon, he will naturally yield," which made everyone in the audience burst into laughter, filling the arena with a joyful atmosphere.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, intending to take all the credit himself, but after glancing at his teammates who had just defended him, he didn't dare to say anything definitive.

As the laughter grew louder, Liu Erlong was about to lash out, but Brother Jie was one step ahead and came to his rescue.

"Please be patient, everyone. It was indeed our own choice to give up this opportunity. Let Xiao Gang Grandwet get the reward first; it's a way of helping everyone find out the details of this place."

Upon hearing that there was a way out, Yu Xiaogang dared not linger outside for even half a second longer, and hurriedly turned around and plunged into the spatial vortex.

He's now completely focused on the last 1% of Luck Value has left.

Upon entering the Qiankun Asking Love Valley, Yu Xiaogang excitedly spun the wheel after completing a round of truth or dare, eagerly awaiting the moment she would reach 100% Luck Value.

As the indicator gradually stabilized, a monotonous announcement began:

Congratulations on winning 0.5% of the Luck Value. Your current total Luck Value is 99.5%.

Yu Xiaogang stared at the decimal point that had just appeared on the progress bar, her mind a complete mess. She wished she could type out a string of question marks on the spot. This felt like a heart attack.

After a long pause, he asked incredulously, "Why is there a decimal point?"

His only response was a cold, emotionless question:

"The more times you enter this secret realm, the fewer opportunities you can obtain. The same principle applies to lotteries; the chance of drawing high-value items will decrease over time. It's like consuming rare and precious herbs; if you keep consuming the same kind, the effects will become less and less effective, right?"

Yu Xiaogang subconsciously touched his chin and nodded. What he said made a lot of sense. Taking rare and precious herbs does require developing tolerance; the effects will definitely be greatly reduced after taking too much...

Wrong!

He quickly realized something was wrong and pointed to the spinning wheel in front of him, questioning:

"But what does this have to do with the lottery? I've only come in multiple times, I'm not on drugs, so why do I get half off just for spinning the wheel?"

Gu Yuena watched the frantic short-haired guy on the light screen and laughed heartily, her delicate body trembling as she leaned back.

Gu Yue felt a little uncomfortable from the warm, soft touch on his legs and chest. He shifted his body slightly, trying to change his sitting position so that the girl would move away a bit.

Before he could even move, Gu Yuena leaned back and said without turning her head, "Hey, don't move."

Gu Yue hesitated, unable to move the object she wanted to, and inwardly grumbled.

'Damn it, this brat dares to boss him around now, she's completely defying the heavens!'

He was still pondering how to discipline Little Gu Yuena after returning to the ancient world, but Gu Yuena had already sent her final reply:

"The right of interpretation belongs to this secret realm."

The unfair terms were slapped right in the face. Yu Xiaogang was filled with anger but had nowhere to vent it, so she could only rage helplessly, finally letting out a series of foul-smelling, defensive sounds.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, ahhhhhh--"

Outside the Qiankun Asking Love Valley, the entire audience burst into laughter at the sight of Yu Xiaogang howling at the sky.

At first, everyone was wondering how this selfish, short-haired guy could get such a great opportunity. Who would have thought that the more times he entered, the less Luck Value he would get in the lottery?

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