Apocalypse: System of lotteries



Janic, little A, "Guide to the Cthulhu World", letters.

The four elements combined were all brought together by the broken bowl. If one claimed it was all coincidence... even the broken bowl itself would not believe it.

Making an assumption, if this is not a coincidence, but is forcibly arranged, then the only one who can do all of this at the moment is the rule.

"Sigh~"

Ming raised his hands, massaging his temples. If it is arranged by the rules, then what is its purpose? And what does that have to do with Janic? Could it be that he is the rule?

"That's not right..."

Ming took the sketchbook. The information about the flying leech in the sketchbook was almost identical to the one in the mist upon his own examination. If Janic is the rule, then why would he hand over the sketchbook to him?

He drew a deep breath, closed his eyes, and relaxed in the arms of the little bear. How could one person wield such immense power?

Is he a god?

Could it be... that the world he finds himself in is a virtual construct?

Could it be that he has already died? Transcended... he didn't even know?

This... damn it~

Ming didn't dare to think further. If he keeps speculating like this, he will inevitably panic. If it's really a virtual world, there will always be loopholes.

If it's a virtual world, then isn't he already dead?

Damn it!

"~"

Continuing to ponder this matter, he will fall into a strange circle of self-doubt and always cycle.

Hiss~

What if falling into this strange cycle... is precisely what the rules want to achieve?

"Stop thinking~ Sleep~"

Ming immediately threw away what he had just thought, if he keeps thinking about it, he will inevitably fall into panic, and just do what needed to be done now, if there are really other problems, deal with them when the time comes.

At three o'clock in the morning, Ming stood at the edge of the fog. To tell the truth, he really couldn't sleep. Can he ignore it when things are already in front of him?

Now, he wants to change his thinking to explain this matter, that is... the rule as revealing a certain truth to him.

The truth of a world.

"Hey~"

So, from the perspective of an audience to look at this matter... it seems, he is a lot more relaxed, and no longer has those doubts just now.

Unconsciously, he walked into the fog, came to the territory of the flying leech near the lake, and summoned Frank, "As usual, bomb it!"

In the long night, you always have to find a 'person' to suffer from insomnia together, and by the way, see if there is any change in it after injecting snail fluid.

Boom Boom Boom!!!

The artillery shells, missiles, and helicopters fired at that huge body at the same time.

From a safe distance, Ming waved to the flying leech, "Good morning~"

Hoo!!

The flying leech suddenly disappeared, Ming turned around and ran out of the fog. 

Just say hello, Do you still want to give me a hug? 

After careful observation, Ming noticed no apparent changes in the flying leech. He figured the effects of the snail fluid might not have shown yet, so he decided to check again in a few days.

By the time he returned home, it was already morning. Seeing the two frogs lying by the pond, Ming suddenly remembered that Merlin was still in 1521.

He immediately raised his hand and opened the portal.

[Your Merlin looked at you, Ming. You were having too much fun and forgot about me, didn't you? You have no idea how much I missed you this night, do you?]

[Merlin saw you passing over a dozen bottles of poison. It looked at you happily. So you went to find poison for me. Love you~]

[Merlin was lifted by you to the collarbone socket, it kissed your neck making you feel ticklish, Merlin was happy, time to head home~]

"Let's go, home."

Ming turned around and threw the ant lion out of the space. He didn't need it for now, so he let it work here. Everything was as usual, and he returned to 109.

After coming back, he took the frogs to the grassland again.

It was a busy day.

[Your Da Vinci and Foodie made a beeline for Clos as soon as they landed, jumped into her arms, twisted their heads, and rubbed, showing a good and missing look~]

[Merlin, somewhat disdainful, continued to lounge on your neck while integrating the poison you had given it into its body~]

"You guys~"

Clos leaned on the sofa, joyously kneading the two frogs, "Did you miss me? I'll make you something delicious later."

"~"

Ming sat aside, glancing at the woman with two frogs on her chest, and didn't expect her to like frogs too.

As expected, everyone likes animals.

He turned his head and looked at Kyoto II wearing a new shirt, and smiled, "Do you want to raise my Kyomoto Jiro as a princess?"

Clos defended, "Isn't the pink top cute? I think it suits it."

Ming pointed at Kyomoto Jiro's nails, raising an eyebrow, "What's the story with the nail polish?"

"It likes it~"

Clos shrugged, "Besides, it didn't protest when I painted it, right?"

[Kyomoto Jiro is looking at you...hehe~]

[…]

"I've noticed it's getting smarter recently. Now with just one look from me, it knows what to do~"

"Really?"

Ming looked at Kyomoto Jiro.

[Four-star Emperor Level]

[…]

[Evolution Skill: Flesh Bomb, it can launch itself.]

[Mutant Talent: I Know Women's Hearts, can predict the next move of women and zombies, etc.]

[…]

[Weakness: Rest assured, even if you give it a hundred guts, it wouldn't dare to rebel~]

"~"

Ming curved his lips and looked at the woman again, what have you done to my puppet?

A guard turned into a little brother who understands women's hearts by you.

"Boss, I plan to make a hat for Kyomoto Jiro. Do you think pink looks good or grass green?"

Clos handed out two pieces of cloth.

"You ask it, it's not me who's going to wear it."

Ming nudged the pig crocodile lying at his feet, telling it to go dig on the side, why was it digging at his feet?

[Your foodie is enjoying this a lot, the technique is much gentler than Ming's~ It didn't forget to count heartbeats, the more it counts, the more uncomfortable it feels. Why does Clos's heartbeat vary like Alice's, from 80 to 130... It looked at Da Vinci, it's over, this woman also has arrhythmia~]

[Da Vinci is thinking, perhaps, zombies are more suitable for Ming. After all, Wendy's heartbeat has always been at 0, never changed~ Foodie nods, yes, Aria's is also at 0~]

"!!"

When did you two do this?

Why don't I know about this?

[Merlin told the two fools, maybe, the reason they didn't feel like they were already dead?]

[Da Vinci and foodie looked at each other, impossible, how could they be so lively if they were dead?... It's just that Ming isn't attractive～]

"~"

At this time, several portals lit up, and Jinx, Leondra, Stalov, and others appeared. Behind them, there were also a group of people wearing only a single layer of clothing. Seeing Ming, they immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Gutman, we brought these people for you. Originally, there were 64, but some resisted and attacked, so we killed them. Now there are only 51 left."

"That's okay."

Ming waved his hand, took a look at the crowd, and asked, "After you killed them, those people should have turned into zombies, right? There should be 13, did you bring them?"

"Um... we directly shot them in the head."

Jinx smirked, "Uh, do you want the ones without heads? If you want... I can dig them out of the ground for you."