Apocalypse: System of lotteries



In a certain area, a man in the ruins finally came to his senses and checked the task description that had fallen:

[Congratulations on becoming a Fallen One. You can temporarily survive and will not be actively harmed by humanoid zombies. You cannot kill them either, or you'll face the consequences. Based on your lifestyle and character over the years, you will receive the following task:]

[Within 100 days, swindle all of Ming's gold coins. If you succeed, you will earn the title of "Great Swindler" and randomly receive an additional talent. 50% of the swindled money will become your personal property.]

[If you do not complete the task within 100 days, you will be punished according to the game rules. Perishing on the spot is not interesting, and you know the noble character of the game rules. I will make you wish you were dead.]

[Good luck, you have 100 days to live and complete the task. Don't thank me, thank your experience as a swindler. Remember to become the world's greatest swindler.]

[Kind reminder: within 100 days, if you mess up, you will still die.]

"Swindle all of Ming's money?"

"I don't even know who Ming is, let alone his real name!"

"I don't know which area he's in. How am I supposed to find him?"

Feeling desperate, the man sat back down on the ground. He wondered how many other Fallen Ones were in the world and what their tasks were like.

"How can I... contact them?"

He opened the World Chat channel and typed a message:

[lonely person: Does anyone know who Ming is?]

[9527: Are you a fool? Who doesn't know Ming? Did you travel through time?]

[44: Don't doubt it, he's definitely a little fool~ You get Ming's shared happiness every day, and you don't know who he is?]

[22: I urgently need 10 BOSS crystal nuclei. Does anyone have any to sell?]

[World's Best: I have some, 100 gold coins each.]

[...]

The man looked at the chat channel, feeling like he had been foolish. Everyone knew Ming, but no one actually knew him personally. What should he do?

…

In the 1521 area, Ming drank a bottle of physical and mental potion, checked the time, and saw that it was already 8 am. It was time for the little frogs to get to work.

He still needed to go home. The shared BOSS in the 109 area was also worth money. Besides, there were many people there who liked him, and he liked them as well.

"You don't need to massage my legs anymore; you almost broke them after a whole night." Ming let Annie step aside, stood up, and took back Jenna's broken bowl, "You must be tired too. Rest for a while, and then continue working."

He turned to look at the four mocking machines tied to the car and suddenly realized that zombies wouldn't get tired; these guys were full of energy.

Ming then drove the car to the tent's entrance and said, "Start mocking when I leave." After giving the instructions, Ming opened the tent door, handed out the broken bowl for collecting money, and the mocking machines immediately started talking loudly at the people outside. Ming seized the opportunity to spread his wings and fly high into the sky, with the tent door closing behind him.

Ten minutes later, Ming returned to the temporary shelter, where the big pig was firmly pinned down by the bear cub. He patted the pig's head and said, "Behave yourself when you see me. You don't want to be roasted and eaten, right?" He then threw out some dry food for the family to eat. The bear cub was still arranged to stay at home and take care of the pig. As for the latter's name, Ming would think of it after he finished his work.

Ming walked over to Wendy, picked up two boxes of cleaned fish, and threw out three more boxes. It had to be said that Wendy was the most virtuous one in the family.

Afterward, he took two little frogs out and headed straight for the central area. At this point, there were hardly any zombies left in the area except for the central area.

Arriving at their usual spot, Ming put the two little frogs on the ground, fed them fish, and rubbed their little heads, saying, "Whether we can return home smoothly tomorrow depends on you two. See those four zombies? Just disarm them, and we're good to go. Got it?"

[Your foodie stuck out its tongue and looked at Da Vinci, wondering if Ming had some hidden intentions for putting them here again...]

[Da Vinci glanced around, then looked at the four zombies in the distance, patted foodie's head, and was certain it had something to do with those zombies...]

"Smart~" Ming rubbed Da Vinci's head.

As for foodie, well, it needed to grow. After patting them, Ming turned around and went to collect the money.

[Your little frogs hopped forward, looking back at you disappearing into the ruins... Da Vinci led Foodie forward, pondering what your intentions were towards those four zombies...]

[Foodie excitedly sprinted towards the four zombies, remembering the hardworking ants there, whose sour taste was delicious...]

"Still the same foodie~" Ming returned to the tent and continued his troublesome work, yawning and taking a recovered mental potion.

Annie was replaced with holding the bowl, Jenna was dressed in a clean nurse uniform, wearing a mask and gloves, and sprayed with some perfume. Ming found that Jenna's hands were smoother than Annie's, probably because she became a zombie a few days later than the latter.

[Your Da Vinci crouched in the middle of the four five-star king-level zombies, exploring their features... Foodie crouched at the entrance of the ant hole, feeling a bit disappointed, the hole was too small...]

[Da Vinci looked at the zombie holding a big guitar, with long hair draped over its shoulders, so ugly, not worth collecting. Da Vinci launched its retrieval ability on the big guitar and succeeded. It thought that with this thing, you could become a love song prince, playing a tune for Wendy in your leisure time... Foodie scratched its head, wondering how to make ants come out of the hole automatically for it to eat...]

Ming dragged a penniless zombie into the tent, holding a chainsaw to disable its combat ability, switched to the puppeteer panel, and killed it!

Ding~ Gained 300 experience.

Ding~ Puppeteer level increased to level 6.

"Keep going." Ming checked the level increase and continued to open the tent, pulling in zombies. First, give them the potion, and if they had no money, kill them to level up his secondary profession. He thought he could write a book, called "On the Best and Most Rational Ways to Use Skills."

[Your Da Vinci looked at the zombie wearing a suit, thinking that the suit was nice, and you'd definitely look better in it than the zombie... Da Vinci launched its collectability on the zombie's whole set of equipment, successfully collecting it...]

[Your Da Vinci triggered the Strip Helper... Obtained one of the opponent's skills...]

[Foodie ran to the distant bushes, bringing back a grasshopper with its tongue, confirmed it was crippled, and placed it at the entrance of the ant hole... Moments later, it watched several ants crawl out... Foodie licked its tongue, holding back from eating, it felt that there should be more ants, so it would feel more satisfying when swallowing them in one bite...]

[Da Vinci looked at the zombie in a suit and leather shoes, thinking that you already had a suit, so he didn't want to get it. However, it found the tie around the zombie's neck to be very nice, so Da Vinci launched its collection ability on the tie and succeeded...]

[Your foodie was very happy, with a circle of ants surrounding the grasshopper, but it felt that it wasn't enough. It ran into the distance and brought back another grasshopper, thinking that good things should come in pairs...]

"That's indeed very nice." Ming dragged in several experience zombies, crippled them, switched to the puppeteer interface, and killed them.

Ding~ Experience increased.

Ding~ Experience increased.

Ding~ Level increased to level 12.

"Almost there." Ming recycled all the useless equipment in the warehouse. Now, the secondary profession only needed level 8 to undergo the second awakening.

"Jenna, come over and help me massage my shoulders. I've been swinging the knife too fast, and it's a bit sore~"