Luck is always not enough in the lottery.

After reading those miscellaneous props, there is still hope for saving lives or the five lottery tickets, as for whether you can draw out some that can save your life, then you can only leave it to fate, no, it should be said, listen to the arrangement of the system, and now in this situation, the system is simply bigger than the sky.

Ling Ling, who has already drawn the roulette wheel once, is already familiar with the road, and after thinking about it, it seems that props are more cost-effective in this kind of task, and I don't know if I have a skill to use. So Ling Ling is ready to draw props.

"Lottery, Item Roulette"

"Do you use multiples of dice?"

"Using" the last lottery, Ling Ling, who tasted some sweetness, has begun to have some confidence in his luck, and always feels that he may be the chosen one.

"The host gets 0 times the reward, and the lottery is over!"

"What?0 times,Youmu is wrong.,So bad luck?" Although it's a little unpleasant.,Ling Ling also admitted.,A loss doesn't mean anything.,Anyway, I have 5 cards.,No.,It should be said that there are 4 now.。

"Lottery, Item Roulette"

"Do you use multiples of dice?"

"Use" Ling Ling to make up for what he had just lost.

"The host gets 0 times the reward, and the lottery is over!"

If this Jin Lian is in the room, he should see a few black lines on the forehead of Da Lang's ugly face and frowning, or the medicine can't be stopped!

Two consecutive waves of 0 times, some blows Ling Ling, who has always been diligent and thrifty, will never allow such waste. But saving your life is the first priority, and the lottery still can't be stopped.

"Lottery, Item Roulette"

"Do you use multiples of dice?"

"No" Ling Ling coaxed, today it is obvious, there is a feeling of being played by the system, luck is definitely a systematic, suffered twice, if you still stupidly paste it and continue to suffer, it is a lack of heart, no brain, Ling Ling thinks that he still has it, otherwise he will not let the system smash his brain.

"The lottery begins" Like the first time, after 3 seconds, a flash of light flashed, and a small turquoise cup appeared on the silver plate, and there was a shallow liquid in it that could not be seen whether it was turquoise or transparent. Ling Ling picked up the cup, and then a sentence immediately appeared in his mind.

"Prop: Healing Holy Water * One Drop (Rare), after use, you can restore ordinary internal and external injuries, this effect lasts for a week, and has a slight improvement in physical fitness, this prop can be used in stacks, the more you use, the more obvious the improvement in physical fitness. ”

After understanding this prop, there are some bugs in this, it can basically be regarded as a superman within a week, and the serious injuries caused by Ximenqing's heart and kick on the body can be solved, as long as this problem is solved, and he can get up, he can't let others eat and drink, but it turned out later that Ling Ling thought too much. Think about yourself still have an extra antidote to bring, the location of the temporary bag is just enough, so I don't plan to draw props anymore, there is another reason, that is, because most of the props are disposable, they are gone, the skills can be used repeatedly, they are available in real life, and they are very cost-effective, if it weren't for the life-saving, how could Ling Ling, who saved money, waste 3 opportunities to draw props.

Solve the problem of survival,You have to think about how to better complete the task,Maybe with the pastry skills you have now, most of them should not be enough.,Even if you're a traverser.,Know some general historical events.,It's also an unpredictable prophet.,But I wore a Wu Dalang.,The end of the Northern Song Dynasty in a novel.,The actual history is not a person at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty at all.,This history is not easy to do.,There's also a little bit of what I know.,Da Lang, a character at the bottom of history.,Where will there be history to remember.。 Only by relying on the system lottery and using skills to do things will this big man at the bottom of the society become conspicuous.

"Lottery, Ability Roulette"

"Do you use multiples of dice?"

"No" I really don't dare to use it anymore!

"Draw Begins"

It's still 3 seconds later, a book appeared on the golden roulette wheel, the palm is big, green, and there is a big "food" word written on it, no matter how you look at it, it feels familiar, it seems that your virgin is also such a book!

Last time it was pastry, I don't know what it is this time? Some Ling Ling, who couldn't believe the reality, really hesitated for a while before picking up the green book with some trembling.

"Skill: Food, Yu Cuisine, Life Class, after use, the host will gain the ability to make pastries, and through practice, this ability will be improved. ”

After two waves of times, Ling Ling, who finally drew a little normal thing, was suddenly a little upset by this Yu cuisine skill, shouldn't he be the protagonist when he crossed over, even if he wore it on Da Lang, he was green and about to hang, shouldn't the system have to give himself a golden finger, and then use Wang Ba's qi to deter Diao Min who plotted against him? But now it is obvious that the system wants to make himself a cook, what kind of trouble is this? Cook...... Wait, Ling Ling suddenly remembered something, was it just because Da Lang was a baked cake seller?

The more I think about it, the more it should be, the lottery lottery to doubt the luck of Ling Ling began to carry forward the spirit of thrift and thrift, dare not draw, leave a long future, can not be a task, use up everything. After configuring all his skills and props, Ling Ling exited the warehouse.

With props, he also has confidence, especially with a drop of healing holy water, Ling Ling can't wait to use it to end his involuntary painful state. But before using it, reason told him that the proper use of this BUG prop, he was seriously injured in the feudal society of the Northern Song Dynasty, and suddenly he got better, and he was not treated as a monster, at that time, it was not just three people who wanted to kill themselves, I am afraid that the monks and Taoists of the entire Great Song Dynasty would come out to kill demons.

Thinking of the monk and Taoist, Ling Ling had a flash of inspiration, it is still good in the Northern Song Dynasty, or feudal, feudalism means ignorance, rather than being passively treated as a monster, it is better to take the initiative to engage in a fairy to go down to the earth to play, as for which way to pretend to be a god?

His thoughts diverged in an instant, and a set of divine stick plans continued to grow in Ling Ling's heart, until he laughed out loud and was heard by Jin Lian outside the door.

"Da Lang, come, take the medicine, the doctor said, the medicine can't be stopped. "It sounds so much better than last time.

(To be continued)