The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1147 - 720: Liu Zheng: I Don’t Think I’ve Ever Done Anything Bad

Chapter 1147: Chapter 720: Liu Zheng: I Don’t Think I’ve Ever Done Anything Bad

There were 14 extra chances for the lottery, luckily, not too many.

This was also one of the reasons he chose the "eight-sided dice." If he had chosen top-tier items like the "Third Grade Fortune Golden Lotus Seed," the chances would definitely overflow a ton.

Since it was enough to cover the bases, he didn’t dwell on it anymore and randomly picked another capsule toy.

Soon, a purple capsule appeared in the slot.

Liu Zheng twisted open the capsule, and inside was a white cowboy hat.

"Name: Lucky Luke’s Evil Cowboy Hat"

"Type: Equipment"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect One: Increases player’s Luck Value, the effect is positively related to the bad deeds done by the player (cannot exceed the limit)."

"Effect Two: When the player does good deeds, this item will cause harm to the player’s head."

"Effect Three: After defeating Lucky Luke, the item’s effects will be further enhanced."

"Remark: A cowboy hat previously used by Lucky Luke, abandoned by its owner and bearing a grudge, it aspires to turn its new owner into a supervillain capable of defeating Lucky Luke."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes."

"Brother He, is this the lucky item you put into the prize pool?"

He asked.

"That’s right. How about it, generous enough?"

Clown Box said smugly.

"Generous, generous, Brother He’s got style."

Liu Zheng nodded repeatedly.

An excellent quality lucky item, and it’s equipment, and it can even grow, if that’s not considered generous, then you’re being too hard to please.

"Just feels like it’s not quite suited for me."

He scratched his head.

The negative effect of Effect Two wasn’t a big deal for him; his head could handle a bit of damage, he’d lose the bet if he even frowned.

But as for Effect One, Liu Zheng didn’t consider himself a good person, but he was definitely not a bad guy either.

After all, he was born under the red flag and had received core value education, so he couldn’t have been too bad.

"Metropolis still has people unsuited for this item? Don’t make your Brother He laugh."

Clown Box sneered.

In other places, it might not dare to say, but in the Black Market, you could find anyone to wear this hat, and nine out of ten would maximize the effect.

One thing it didn’t tell Liu Zheng was that the item originally put into the prize pool wasn’t this one. It was replaced temporarily for fear that Liu Zheng would go crazy and use the Chaos Club Membership Card if dissatisfied.

"Really? If you don’t believe it, look."

Liu Zheng put the cowboy hat on his head, and the latter immediately adjusted to suit his head size.

To his surprise, after covering his half-baldness, his attractiveness shot up a level.

"The effects of ’Lucky Luke’s Evil Cowboy Hat’ have been activated, and the player’s Luck Value has increased."

The system notification sounded simultaneously.

"Huh?"

"You still say it’s not suitable for you, look at yourself in the mirror."

While Liu Zheng was in doubt, Clown Box tossed him a mirror.

He took the mirror, and the white cowboy hat had already turned a deep crimson red, almost dripping blood from the brim.

"See that? How much more suitable could it be? Even if I wore this hat, it wouldn’t have as good an effect as it does on you."

Clown Box quipped.

"This shouldn’t be, I don’t think I’ve done anything bad."

Liu Zheng tugged at the "seaweed" bangs that the hat had pressed down.

Could it be that he was unknowingly some antisocial personality?

"Ever kill someone? How many?"

Clown Box inquired.

"I have. Not a million, but definitely thousands."

Liu Zheng pondered and replied.

He’s killed humans and non-humans, living and dead.

"Ever committed arson? How much did you burn?"

Clown Box continued.

"I have. Not much, just a street, a mountain, a few floors, and some miscellaneous buildings."

"Damn, delivery guys from the Bloody Restaurant have it good."

Clown Box cursed.

If it had done so much, it would have stayed in the Black Market its whole life; it wouldn’t be gallivanting around like Liu Zheng.

"How about swindling, coercion, and general robbery?"

Clown Box asked further.

"Never seduced anyone’s silver, but the rest, well... it’s just Life, Brother He, you understand."

Liu Zheng gave it a knowing look.

"I don’t understand how someone who has done almost everything can dare claim they’ve done nothing wrong."

Clown Box challenged.

"Brother He, have you ever heard this saying?"

He said with a serious face.

"What saying?"

"I’m surrounded by darkness, but my heart longs for the light."

Liu Zheng feigned a compassionate demeanor.

"Screw you and your enlightenment!"

Clown Box smacked him upside the head, almost knocking off the cowboy hat.

"Hurry and draw, then disappear from my sight."

It shouted loudly.

"No need to be so aggressive. Calm down, Brother He, next time I’ll bring you some Unlucky Coffee drinks and desserts."

Liu Zheng comforted.

"Hmph! Then hurry up and draw, I’ve made enough today, time to clock out."

Clown Box bared its teeth.

"Alright, alright."

He turned to look at the capsule machine, then pressed the start button.

"Click!"

A white capsule appeared in the slot.

Liu Zheng couldn’t be bothered to twist it open, simply drawing out the last capsule.

"Ding ding ding ding!!!!"

Exciting music played, and the capsule machine lit up with nightclub-like dazzling lights, the whole machine vibrating to the beat.

"The positive feedback you’re giving is quite thorough."

He squinted his eyes.

"That’s right. I added this feature later. Don’t underestimate this change. It’s increased my revenue by at least 20%."

Clown Box said proudly.

"I believe it."

In real life, those money-sucking mobile games operate the same way. How flashy the card draw effects are directly affects the player’s desire to draw cards.