This shop was on this street, and the door was facing Mo Tiankong's direction. It was a small shop, but there were no items on display inside. Instead, it was similar to a lottery store on Earth.
There were many warriors outside the door. At first, Mo Tiankong thought it was just a shop, so he didn't think much of it. However, when he turned around and looked at it a few more times, he realized something was different.
The shop's name was Lottery Hall. It was simple and clear. Although most of the warriors came to the grocery store to buy lottery tickets, this didn't mean that the grocery store was the only business model to have lottery tickets.
These warriors weren't fools. The main thing was that Mo Tiankong had repeatedly used the Martial Skill Pill during his travels. The selling price was two Spirit Stones per lottery ticket, so as long as one really wanted to do the math, they could understand.
This was a new business model, and the key was that it was easy to accept. It was like when the grocery store lottery was first introduced, Mo Tiankong also had the same idea.
One or two Spirit Stones per person wasn't a lot. Warriors with good family backgrounds could afford it. Warriors in the Martial Master Realm could also afford it, not to mention warriors in the Martial Realm and above.
One or two Spirit Stones wasn't a lot, but as the organizer of the lottery, Mo Tiankong could easily make double the profit. This was very scary, so some warriors were tempted.
That was why Mo Tiankong saw this shop today. In fact, there were four or five lottery halls like this in Miracle City, and they were constantly increasing.
It wasn't illegal to be in the same industry, right? Even if Mo Tiankong saw it, he couldn't say anything. Of course, Mo Tiankong wasn't too worried about this problem.
After all, the grocery store had so many loyal lottery customers not because of the lottery business model, but because most of the items in the store were monopolized, so it had accumulated so many loyal customers.
Moreover, it was the kind that almost never lost customers. More and more warriors would become lottery fans of the grocery store, not less.
Mo Tiankong wasn't worried about these problems as long as he had a competitive item. Another problem was that it was difficult for the lottery to find an audience.
Without the accumulation of martial artists, it would only be a small matter. Moreover, it would be easy to lose customers. After all, the grocery store was now an orthodox center for selling lottery tickets.
If it was just a small competition, the warriors might not be interested in it. In the beginning, if they wanted to sell the lottery tickets quickly, they would have to speed up the lottery cycle. In the absence of people, the big prize would definitely not be anything good.
If he really wanted to retain a group of customers, he would have to make a loss in the early stages. Once he had a certain customer base, it would be time for him to make money.
Even if it was a loss, there was a limit to how much a normal martial artist could earn from opening a lottery hall. Even for a young master like Zhang Tiannan, even if he lost more money, it would take him a longer time to recoup his losses.
Moreover, compared to the grocery store, he might only be able to get the bottom of the soup.
Thinking of this, Mo Tiankong was also interested. He walked forward to watch. He didn't want to cause trouble. In Mo Tiankong's eyes, even if there were thousands of lottery halls, they wouldn't be a threat to him.
It was just like how Taobao would care about the provocation of a physical store. They weren't on the same level at all. There was no threat at all.
There were about 50 martial artists surrounding the lottery hall. The boss was a martial artist with a mustache. His cultivation wasn't high, only at the Martial General Realm. It just so happened that it was time for the lottery.
"Okay, the number of the big prize is …" The mustache man was called Hu Che. At this time, he took out a piece of paper from a small sealed box and reported it.
"I won, I won!" A martial artist holding the paper in his hand shouted in surprise.
"Okay, please come forward to receive your prize," Hu Che said as he took out a storage bag and waited for the martial artist to come forward before handing it to him.
"Kid, you're really lucky."
"How many times have you won?"
"No one is as lucky as you."
"This time you won 50 spirit stones again, right?"
Mo Tiankong smiled but didn't say anything. The most important thing was authority. These small lottery halls didn't have any guarantee. It was obvious that they were putting on a show. These martial artists didn't even think about how many times they had won.
Of course, if a person could win several times in a row, it could also be luck. However, Mo Tiankong felt that it was most likely a show.
This was because after the crowd dispersed, the martial artist who had won returned to the lottery hall and returned the spirit stones to Hu Che. However, he took two of the spirit stones. This was probably the appearance fee.
One had to know that even Mo Tiankong didn't know the number of the lottery. He would only know it on the day of the lottery. Moreover, it couldn't be changed. Mo Tiankong also wouldn't change it. The other party had spent spirit stones to buy it, so there was no need to do anything shady.
Mo Tiankong had already earned a lot of spirit stones. If he did anything shady, it would be a bit excessive.
Mo Tiankong's lottery ticket had been chosen randomly. Moreover, after the number was announced, it would light up to indicate who it belonged to.
The other factions had also studied the lottery. They had no way of replicating it because there was no spiritual imprint left on the paper. There was no way to fake it.
Hu Che's method still had many loopholes. Of course, if they played a smaller game, it wouldn't be a problem.
There were still martial artists who believed in it. If it was one gold coin or one silver coin for one spirit stone, there would still be quite a few people willing to bet.
Of course, this kind of lottery hall would only open the lottery once a day. Moreover, the martial artists wouldn't leave. Once there were enough people, it would be best to open the lottery.
Moreover, the lottery had to be sold at the same time. That way, there would be some fairness. If it was the next day, then it would be a joke.
In any case, it would be a bit difficult for Mo Tiankong to cheat. He knew his own business.
After that, Mo Tiankong prepared to return to the store. Mo Tiankong didn't care about this kind of copycat behavior. Moreover, as time passed, there would definitely be all kinds of trouble.
Like Hu Che and the others, they probably wouldn't be able to do it more than a few times. There were always martial artists with better brains. When the time came, the store would probably be smashed.
If the lottery business model wanted to operate normally, a series of rules would definitely be formulated. Once problems were discovered, they would slowly improve. Perhaps in the future, it would become large-scale.
Right now, the grocery store would definitely monopolize the market. After all, the lottery ticket paper contained the grocery store's spiritual imprint. This couldn't be imitated, so it was still very authoritative.
On the way back to the store, Mo Tiankong didn't walk around. It was already past midnight. If he continued to walk around, he wouldn't be able to sleep. He directly flew back to the store.
He sorted out the dishes in the spatial ring and placed them in the kitchen. After washing up, he went to sleep.
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