"Is it you?"
"That's not what I wanted in the end."
"Who is it this time?"
"A weapon worth 200,000 Spirit Stones!"
"Who is it?"
After Mo Tiankong finished speaking, all the martial artists in the square began to discuss. They looked left and right, but no one answered.
"Please redeem your prize." Mo Tiankong looked at the martial artists in the square. No one answered, so he repeated himself.
What was going on? Could it be that the martial artist who bought the lottery ticket did not come, or did he die in an accident?
Fortunately, after Mo Tiankong finished speaking, the winning lottery ticket lit up, alerting the surrounding martial artists.
"I, I won, Store Manager Mo." Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the crowd. Mo Tiankong turned his head and saw that it was Fatty Tang.
What the hell? Mo Tiankong could not help but complain. He thought that the person who won this time had died.
Fatty Tang was usually carefree, but he did not expect that his mental fortitude was a little weak. The Tang family did not lack Spirit Stones, so why was he so excited?
Fatty Tang then reacted, squeezing through the crowd and running to the door of the store.
Fatty Tang bought this lottery ticket every time, so of course, he had never won it before. This was the first time. When Mo Tiankong announced the winning number, Fatty Tang was stunned. He did not expect that he would win.
In the past, the Martial Technique Pill had been the grand prize for a long time. Now, the First High School was earning hundreds of times more. Fatty Tang would buy at most ten tickets. He would not buy more than that.
If he really wanted it, he would buy all of it. Otherwise, he might not win even if he bought 190,000 tickets with 200,000 tickets. That would be a big loss. Or he could just go to the store and buy the item at the original price.
Fatty Tang's greasy figure nimbly passed through the crowd of martial artists and ran toward Mo Tiankong. He had an excited smile on his face, but the fat on his face jiggled.
Mo Tiankong could not accept it. If a beautiful woman ran over with such an expression, it would be very pleasing to the eye. Unfortunately, it was a fatty.
"Store Manager Mo, I won," Fatty Tang ran over and said excitedly.
"I know, I know." Mo Tiankong's face darkened.
Damn it, I'm not blind. The light from the winning ticket kept flashing until it reached me. Only then did the light disappear.
Of course, without delay, Mo Tiankong also took out an Earth Grade weapon he prepared and gave it to Fatty Tang.
Even if the prize had been exchanged, the remaining warriors were still envious. Especially those who were only one digit away from the prize, the gap between them was huge.
Mo Tiankong saw many of these martial artists in the crowd with red eyes.
It was indeed a little unbearable. If it was in the lottery on Earth, there might be a few winners and some prizes. But here, there was only one big prize.
However, in comparison, Mo Tiankong had shortened the cycle of the lottery, giving some ordinary martial artists a chance to get rich.
There might be some experts among them, and it could be considered a kind of opportunity. After all, if they cultivated step by step, there would definitely be fewer experts than if they won the lottery.
This method was equivalent to raising funds to cultivate a martial artist. If it was spread out, everyone would be able to accept it. A few spirit stones were really not much.
Speaking of which, Fatty Tang's luck really exploded. This time, he had sold two hundred thousand lottery tickets. The probability of winning the lottery was very low. So, this was his luck exploding.
One in 100,000, this probability was really very low. Mo Tiankong also did not expect Fatty Tang to win.
Of course, other than the greasy way he ran over, Mo Tiankong was also happy for him. This time, the big prize was finally given to someone he was familiar with.
It had to be said that Fatty Tang's luck was good. Mo Tiankong glanced at Zhang Tiannan in the crowd. There was a smile on his face, but it was a little stiff.
He turned to look at Fatty Tang. This guy was winking at Zhang Tiannan.
This guy was showing off. Mo Tiankong facepalmed and did not care about this. Now that there were many people, he wanted to take advantage of next week's lottery prize in advance.
Regarding this, Mo Tiankong also thought about it. He wanted to slowly increase his income. After all, just relying on the System was a little too little.
He could not be too anxious to increase his income. Originally, Mo Tiankong wanted to choose an item from the items sold in the store, but there were no items worth 500,000 spirit stones.
There were items worth 1,000,000 spirit stones, but the difference between 200,000 and 1,000,000 spirit stones was still very big. If there were too many lottery tickets left and he did not win, it would be difficult.
The eight-section brocade was sold for five hundred thousand spirit stones, but this thing really wasn't a big prize. First there was the problem of sales. Miracle City's powers had all bought it and as long as there was a cultivation technique, it would be hard to sell.
If a low level martial artist took the cultivation technique to other cities to sell, he might lose his life. There was no psychological burden to kill a low level martial artist.
He didn't have any background. In short, he felt that it wasn't very suitable. Therefore, Mo Tiankong also passed this thing.
Then he could only look for one from his own harvest. The cigarettes were definitely not for sale. It was not the time yet. He might be able to use it before he reached Martial Emperor realm.
Moreover, this thing was not worth 500,000 spirit stones. Mo Tiankong felt that this thing was very precious.
There was only one earth grade weapon, and it was also a low grade weapon. If it was not worth 500,000 spirit stones, then he could only look for it from the heaven and earth treasures.
The effect was poor, and the low grade ones were definitely not that valuable. Now the store had the Wangzai Thousand Island Lake Beer to replace them. After the impact of the market, the low grade heaven and earth treasures were not worth much.
He could only choose from the good ones. In the end, Mo Tiankong decided to use the Ming Luo Grass as the prize. This thing was also an item that could increase spiritual power, but the effect was better than the Thousand Island Lake Beer. High grade heaven and earth treasures were still valuable.
The price was definitely more than 500,000 spirit stones, but the other items were more or less the same. Mo Tiankong decided to sell it as 500,000 spirit stones, and he would earn less.
The key was to test the saturation of the market and see if it could be sold out. This was the most important thing.
If the supply still couldn't meet the demand, then the Five Element Marbles would be sold next week. At that time, he would have an income of a million spirit stones a week. Don't underestimate this. If he had an income of two million spirit stones a week, then he would have nearly 100 million spirit stones a year.
At present, Mo Tiankong's income was about 50 million spirit stones a year. It was necessary to double it. 100 million spirit stones a year. Even if there was no other income, ten years was enough to supply the Auspicious to the Wu Sheng Realm.
"Everyone, next week's lottery prize is the Ming Luo Grass. The price of each ticket is two spirit stones." Mo Tiankong did not care about these people's reactions and directly entered the store.
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