Don't think about it, it's still the old rule, first take the tears of the goddess of luck, and then start the lottery, but this time, Lin Zheng didn't draw twice, but drew once first.

As reputation is deducted, the hands on the wheel begin to turn, and after a few moments, they finally stop and land on top of the props.

"Props?" Lin Zheng frowned slightly, realizing that things were not simple, this was the first time Lin Zheng had drawn non-consumable items, so he couldn't wait to take them out of the items and take a look.

【Lucky Badge】

Item description: After wearing, the user's luck value is greatly increased, and 100 reputation points are deducted per second. (Note: Can be stacked with other items.) ）

"Another item to increase your luck?"

Although the effect seems to conflict with Lady Luck's tears, and reputation points will be deducted every second, Lin Zheng still feels that it is worth the money.

After all, Lady Luck's tears are a consumable, and sooner or later they will be used up, and for Lin Zheng, the combination effect of Lady Luck's tears is more important.

As for the fact that it can be stacked with other items, it is better to understand.

That is to say, Lin Zheng can wear the Lucky Badge after taking the Tears of Luck, and the attribute effects of increasing the luck value of both will take effect.

It's not a simple one-plus-one equals two.

As a simple example, taking Lady Luck's Tears would have allowed you to buy a lottery ticket and win the first prize, but after you wear the lucky badge at the same time, you may still hit the jackpot, but!

This jackpot is yours alone!

That's the terrifying effect of the two!

Lin Zheng was holding the small and simple lucky badge, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

"Lady Luck's tears haven't been used yet, if you wear the badge again now, what will you draw?"

Thinking of this, Lin Zheng decided to give it a try!

Anyway, even if the prestige value is drawn again, there is still a little redundancy, which is enough for Lin Zheng to squander, and it won't take long to just draw a prize, so don't worry about consuming too much prestige.

Wearing a lucky badge, opening the effect, lottery, and several actions Lin Zheng can be said to be done in one go!

The pointer moved and stopped, this time on the consumable class.

【Memory Extraction Milk Tablets】X10

Item description: After taking it, it can extract all memories of a certain keyword.

"Memory extraction milk tablets? What the hell? And I got ten at once?"

After drawing this thing, Lin Zhenggang's brows furrowed again, although the description of the item is very clear, Lin Zheng can be regarded as able to understand the effect of this thing, assuming that Lin Zheng's brain is a computer, after taking this memory extraction milk tablet, enter a certain keyword on the computer, and then you can retrieve all the content about this keyword.

As for deep extraction, it is nothing more than something that can extract the details and details.

Although it sounds like a cheat, Lin Zheng feels that this thing can't be used by himself at the moment!

"It seems that a lottery opportunity was wasted. ”

Lin Zheng laughed at himself, "Also, even if it's a lottery, it's impossible to draw an artifact every time." Otherwise, what is it called a lottery machine, it is better to call it a gift distribution machine. ”

Although Lin Zheng activated Ah Q's spiritual Dafa, he still couldn't hide the loss in his heart, and finally fell asleep.

Nothing was said all night.

At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Lin Zhengcai woke up from his sleep and didn't even catch up with breakfast.

Shen Qing's father and daughter called Lin Zheng to get up and eat several times, but Lin Zheng, who was lying on the bed, did not get up. At this time, Shen Qing's father and daughter seemed to have gone out to work, leaving Lin Zheng alone at home.

This is also because Lin Zheng doesn't need to go to the troupe this morning, and the troupe has to start performing after lunch.

After staying idle in Shen Qing's house for a while, Lin Zheng decided to go to the street to have a look. Speaking of Zizi, after arriving in the underworld, Lin Zheng didn't go out for a walk.

Daoxiang Village is not big, but although the sparrows are small, there are all kinds of organs, and the main street is full of people and traffic, which is still quite lively.

Sellers of baked cakes, kites, vegetables, clay figures, and even fortune tellers.

If it weren't for the fact that he had learned a lot about the underworld from the black and white impermanence before, Lin Zheng, who was walking on the street, would probably only think that he had traveled back to ancient times.

"Good!"

"That's a good point!"

"One more, one more!"

There was a cheer not far away, which immediately attracted Lin Zheng's attention, and Lin Zheng sped up his pace and walked over. Only then did I find out that the place where the applause came from was a small teahouse with a thriving business.

And the reason why this is so is precisely because there is a storyteller who is telling stories.

Speaking of the highlights, the tea guests couldn't help but burst into applause.

"Storytelling?"

For a while, Lin Zheng also became a little interested, although in ancient times, Mr. Storytelling can be said to be a good traditional opera, but in the modern era of advanced science and technology, there is almost no Mr. Storyteller, so Lin Zheng plans to listen to it, Mr. Storyteller in the underworld, what is the cleverness.

"Since the big guy is on the show today, I'll tell you another paragraph today!"

"Okay! The hostess will bring me another pot of good tea!"

"Okay, I'll be here soon!"

"I'll also add a pot of tea here, and listening to Mr. Sun talk about books is just a pleasure!"

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute, I'll make you tea right away. ”

Lin Zheng quietly found a place to sit down, and after asking for a pot of tea, he was ready to listen to how this old Mr. Sun told the story.

I saw that Mr. Sun in the center of the tea shop first took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then slapped the startled wood in his hand, and said loudly: "I talked about ...... last time."

Unconsciously, Lin Zheng heard Mr. Storyteller talk in the tea shop for nearly an hour, although Mr. Sun shook his head, pointed fingers, laughed and scolded, his expression was exaggerated, sometimes pretending to be a man, sometimes pretending to be a woman, humorous and funny, dizzying, and laughing. When it came to the climax, the venue erupted in laughter from time to time, and the whole tea shop was immersed in joy. When it comes to sorrow, the old gentleman's voice is hoarse, like crying, crying, tears, and the audience often can't help it, and even several men quietly touch a handful of tears.

It stands to reason that it can make the audience laugh and make the audience cry, this kind of storytelling is already very successful, but Lin Zheng still shook his head without missing a trace, not particularly satisfied.

The reason is very simple, it is not that the old gentleman has a problem with his craft, but that there is a problem with the book he said!

The old gentleman was talking about the book of the underworld, and Lin Zheng naturally hadn't read it, but after listening to it for so long, he really didn't think it was very good.

Although the plot has some ups and downs, it is too old-fashioned, and the writing is not brilliant enough.

"What's the matter, this son looks a little raw, not like a person from our Daoxiang Village, I see that the son you shook your head quietly, aren't you dissatisfied with Mr. Sun's level of storytelling?"

The proprietress of the tea shop with melon seeds on the side suddenly asked after seeing Lin Zheng shaking her head.

Lin Zheng smiled and said, "Although I have only listened to Mr. Sun's storytelling for a while, Mr. Sun's storytelling level is really good." ”

In our Daoxiang Village, most people grew up listening to Mr. Sun's storytelling, and there may be a controversy if you want to say that other industries rank first and second, but in the storytelling area, Mr. Sun is definitely this. ”

The proprietress said, and Chao Lin Zheng showed her thumbs, you must know that inviting Sun Laosheng to the tea shop to tell the story took her a lot of effort and spent a lot of money.

Of course, the business of tea shops has also become much more popular because of this.

"Since Childe doesn't think that the old gentleman is not good, then why do you shake your head?" the proprietress asked again.

After thinking about it, Lin Zheng said: "I definitely agree with Mr. Sun's level of storytelling, but I think that the book that Mr. Sun chose to talk about doesn't seem to be very good." ”

"The book that Mr. Sun chose to talk about is not good?"

After hearing Lin Zheng's words, the proprietress was so shocked that the melon seeds in her hand fell!