After recovering from the joy of obtaining the top-tier skill "Full Firepower," Chén Shēn looked at the Point Shop in his mind.
He glanced at his own million-plus points, then at the items available for purchase in the system's Point Shop.
The most expensive item sold was a prop – "Wrath of the Tech Buddha" priced at 350,000 points.
Next was "Heavenly Fire Meteor" for 250,000 points.
After buying these two skills he had obtained during this event, Chén Shēn looked at the next item, "Skill Amplification Brooch," with some regret.
This prop provided a strong amplification, but it conflicted somewhat with his "Full Firepower" skill. Unless it was for large-scale battles like "Zombie Siege," it was somewhat redundant for him.
With over 400,000 points remaining, Chén Shēn spent 100,000 points to buy a defensive prop, "Rich Man's Clothes."
He then casually put it on, and the prop instantly melded perfectly with his skin, without any discomfort.
The effect of this clothing prop was also straightforward: the more Qi Coin one had, the stronger the defense.
"Féi Yáng, I'm transferring the remaining points to you. Buy whatever you need."
After buying what he wanted, Chén Shēn transferred his remaining 300,000-plus points to Féi Yáng.
Upon seeing the over 300,000 points in his system space, Féi Yáng was stunned at first, then his eyes widened in excitement: "Got it!"
He searched the Point Shop for a long time, carefully selecting items.
Several minutes later, Féi Yáng purchased several props with spatial teleportation properties and defensive items.
"Hey, is that a roulette wheel?"
As Féi Yáng was about to close the Point Shop and scroll down, an inconspicuous "◎" symbol in the upper right corner caught his attention. Clicking on it revealed a prize roulette for props.
"It costs 10 points to spin the roulette once, with a 3% chance of winning a prop."
"It's quite cheap."
Féi Yáng then looked at his remaining 330 points and, with a flicker of thought, pressed "Spin."
"Logically speaking, with these points of mine spent, there should be a 99% chance of winning a prop, which rounds up to 100%..."
The needle on the roulette wheel, which had been spinning rapidly at first, slowly began to decelerate.
"Damn it, one shot, one kill!"
The needle slowly stopped in a region glowing with red light, indicating a prop!
Just as Féi Yáng marveled at his luck, the needle suddenly moved forward in the next moment.
"Ding! You have drawn an Iron Bucket."
Féi Yáng heard the system notification and looked at the Iron Bucket that had appeared in his system space. His face was expressionless as he fell silent.
Then he closed the roulette prize interface.
"Actually, things like roulette wheels are similar to gambling."
"Everyone knows that nine out of ten bets lose, yet people are still unable to resist the temptation to try."
"Many people think they are the chosen one, believing they are that single digit in the probability."
"Because of this, gambling has never fallen off the stage of the times."
Féi Yáng sighed slightly, standing on the helicopter, gazing at Xiangcheng below, lost in thought.
Several minutes later.
"I just don't believe it, with 320 points, I still can't get a prop?!"
With a glint of gambling spirit in his eyes, Féi Yáng gritted his teeth and pressed "Spin."
"Ding! You have drawn a piece of High-Quality Men's Underwear."
Not convinced, Féi Yáng continued to press the "Spin" button.
"Ding! You have drawn a Lounge Chair."
"Ding! You have drawn 10 Qi Coin."
"Ding! You have drawn..."
After 20 draws, Féi Yáng looked at a Frying Pan he had just drawn in his system space and fell into thought again.
"I swear, if I don't get a prop on the next spin, I won't spin anymore."
Hearing Féi Yáng's words, Chén Shēn's lips twitched slightly, and he said faintly, "This is the tenth time you've said that."
An awkward expression appeared on Féi Yáng's face.
"Uh, Brother Shen, this is definitely the last time..."
Chén Shēn just shook his head and sighed.
"Fine."
The next moment.
"Whoa oh oh!"
"I got it, I got it!"
Chén Shēn was startled by Féi Yáng's sudden manic behavior; the cane in his hand became a bit unsteady.
"You got something?"
Féi Yáng nodded heavily, then looked into his system space.
After a moment, Féi Yáng's expression visibly turned strange.
Chén Shēn raised an eyebrow and looked at Féi Yáng: "What did you get?"
Féi Yáng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, his expression one of struggle. Finally, he gritted his teeth, and in his hand appeared a cylindrical silicone object with a picture unsuitable for minors stuck to its surface.
"Prop": Succubus's Blessing
"Effect": ...
Just seeing the appearance of this prop, Chén Shēn's lips twitched even more. He finally understood why Féi Yáng had that strange expression.
"Forget it, you keep it yourself."
"You got it!"
...
The helicopter landed on a rooftop.
After getting out of the helicopter, Chén Shēn waved his hand. The helicopter instantly shrunk into a black prop held in his hand.
Suddenly, Chén Shēn spoke in a certain direction:
"Jiāng Yúnmíng."
From behind a box, a man walked out, scratching his head with a silly grin.
Chén Shēn looked at him, his expression unchanged, as if he had known he was there all along.
"You seemed to know we would land here?"
Jiāng Yúnmíng was neatly dressed now, showing no signs of dirt or disarray.
He scratched his head and said, "Actually, this house is mine..."
"I just came up to enjoy the view."
Féi Yáng chuckled, walked over, put his arm around Jiāng Yúnmíng's shoulder, and patted him hard.
"Hey, Jiāng Yúnmíng, you've grown so big, it's been a long time. Back then, I even held you..."
Jiāng Yúnmíng was taken aback and said with a strange look, "My memory isn't great, but I remember you were only 7 when we first met at the Orphanage?"
"Yes, it seems so. What's wrong?"
"But I was already 8 then."
Féi Yáng's expression suddenly paused.
"Uh, that's, um..."
Suddenly, a stroke of inspiration came to Féi Yáng, and he looked at Chén Shēn.
"Oh right, why don't we go get some late-night supper and catch up?"
Jiāng Yúnmíng nodded, a cruel expression on his face: "Sure, then I must treat you to a meal!"
...
"I miss the old days..."
Jiāng Yúnmíng took the wine glass, filled to the brim by Féi Yáng, and downed it in one gulp, slightly tipsy.
"Always following Brother Shen, and messing around with you dog-like fellow all day..."
Chén Shēn merely lowered his eyes, his emotions unreadable, his lips curving into a slight arc.
Féi Yáng, however, stood up with a flushed face, slapping the table, and brandished the wine bottle as if to smash it at Jiāng Yúnmíng.
"You scoundrel, how dare you insult your Grandpa Yang?!”
As his hand holding the wine bottle reached Jiāng Yúnmíng, the mouth of the bottle tilted, and a large amount of wine instantly poured out, precisely into Jiāng Yúnmíng's just-emptied glass.
"You bastard!"
Jiāng Yúnmíng instantly got angry, then picked up the wine bottle and quickly refilled Féi Yáng's glass as well.
Seeing this, Féi Yáng's eyes widened, the flesh on his face trembling slightly, his face turning crimson.
Just as he was about to say something, a loud mechanical voice suddenly echoed from the pitch-black sky.
"Valentine's Day Arrives, initiating Valentine's Day Exclusive Fixed Event!"