Lord of the World: I Became a Zombie

Send Xiaodi away and let him go to the mansion first to find a room to settle in.

Jiang Si sighed and sat back on the comfortable sofa again.

27 draws, a total of 27,000 coins.

In addition to a bunch of whiteboard non-commissioned officers and green warriors, only one blue general and one purple general have been drawn so far.

how to say?

Those who do not lose can only rely on their own judgment, after all, this is also a 30,000-dollar apocalypse coin.

Jiang Si had no idea what he could do with so much money.

However, this money was not spent in vain, at least there was a Xiaodi at the bottom.

So a fool is a fool, and he is a good assassin and spy anyway.

With him here, Neva can be freed from the tedious investigation work.

Hey.

Not bad!

Then let's start.

In short, let's talk about 100,000 yuan first.

Try to get another dark gold out.

In this way, the number of hero-level generals in the territory will increase to two, and Neva should not be so lonely anymore, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Si opened the card draw interface again.

With his previous experience, this time he shot the extraction option ten times in a row before the CG popped up.

Let's just pretend it's ten consecutive draws.

Even so, there is no guarantee that there will be a bottom line.

But at least it seems to be better in form, and it is also quite time-saving.

that is……

Money is running out fast.

cough cough.

Jiang Si coughed twice, waiting for ten hero cards to float in front of him.

Reaching out his hand, Jiang Si touched it with his fingers in turn.

The card was simply rotated a few times, and finally the contents of the card surface were unfolded.

This time, the luck was not so good, and nothing good appeared.

Jiang Si held his breath, and came again for ten consecutive times.

But the result is still the same, except for a blue shield guard general, it is still white and green.

what.

50,000 Doomsday coins are gone.

One purple and two blue.

Do you mean that I am really an African?

Jiang Si was not reconciled, so he opened the player forum and searched for posts related to drawing cards.

really.

The moment the search results were launched, various central visceral words appeared in it, which made Jiang Si an eye-opener.

In just an instant, he felt that he had learned all the swear words in every country and language.

Under the countless posts, except for a few people who have drawn the golden leader and the purple general, they are showing off.

The rest of the people were bleak, and there was even a non-chief tyrant whose mentality had long since collapsed.

Like Jiang Si, his current card drawing record is more than 50,000 Doomsday coins, but the quality of the best generals in his hand is only of the same level.

Not even a purple general?

if so……

Then I'm relieved!

Jiang Si smiled and closed the player forum.

Sure enough, if you want to find a balance, just go to the human side and take a look.

Since it's not just me who can't draw, what's the imbalance?

Anyway, I'm not a European emperor, so don't compare with those who are full of European spirit.

Hey wait, when it comes to Ou Huang...

Thinking of this, Jiang Si suddenly remembered a person.

If you want to say what Emperor Ou said, I also know it.

And in terms of European style, this guy shouldn't be worse than anyone, right?

Or go to inhale some European gas?

At least know what the lucky guy will pull out, okay?

Thinking of this, Jiang Si quickly opened the contact list and found a lonely name in it.

"Jiang Si: What are you busy with?"

"Qin Feng: Big Brother Jiang?! What else can I do? Forging."

Almost as soon as the email was sent, Qin Feng's news came back.

Seeing his reply, Jiang Si did not hesitate, and asked him straight to the point:

"Let me ask you something, have you ever drawn a general?"

"Qin Feng: I smoked it two days ago."

"Jiang Si: Really? What's the deal?"

When these words were asked, Qin Feng suddenly fell silent.

After waiting for a while, the message came back again:

"Qin Feng: Boss... I'll tell you about it. But you must never tell anyone else! I'm terrifying, and I can't stand it if someone chases me."

Talk to someone else?

Who else can I talk to?

The living people I can still meet now, except for the believers of the Lord of the Underworld, are all about to die...

"Jiang Si: Don't worry... I won't tell anyone else."

"Qin Feng: Oh...then I'm relieved. Cough cough, boss... I saved some money two days ago, and I smoked it 30,000 in one breath. As a result, this thing came out."

Qin Feng was mysterious, and the moment the email was sent, a leader-level craftsman attribute was also posted by him.

"Jiang Si: I fuck... dark gold?!"

After carefully browsing the attribute information of this craftsman, Jiang Si sighed to Qin Feng with a fragrant breath.

Qin Feng was silent for a moment, then replied to Jiang Si:

"It's a pity, I'm just a craftsman. I can only play forging with me, and I can't protect my safety."

"Jiang Si: That's alright, right? It's dark gold. It seems like there's no one on the forum yet."

"Qin Feng: Hehe, so you have to keep it a secret for me, boss. By the way, did you get anything good, boss?"

"Jiang Si: I..."

me?

I also have dark gold.

But I can't show you Neva's attributes.

Jiang Si shook his head, and Neva's beautiful figure appeared in his head.

She is a banshee, a veritable undead.

If she really posted her attributes to Qin Feng, wouldn't it blow up?

So Jiang Si didn't answer, but just returned his attention to the card drawing interface.

Even if Qin Feng was so lucrative, only 30,000 coins in the apocalypse had a dark gold.

What about my ordinary luck?

Not to mention dark gold, it is estimated that it is difficult to come up with a gold color?

Hey.

Originally, I was full of self-confidence, thinking that it would be cool to have a black general or a red legend.

Now it seems that as long as the money doesn't go to waste, it will be fine.

Sighing forcefully, Jiang Si felt a little helpless.

But there is no other way to obtain this thing except drawing cards.

Although unused cards can also be sold on the market, high-quality generals are hard to come by.

No matter how poor, who is willing to use it?

So if you want to expand your strength and get better generals, you must draw them yourself.

But now it seems that the amount of the card drawn has to be controlled.

After all, if you give it a try, a bicycle can become a motorcycle.

If Ke Bo loses, then the sports car becomes a motorcycle...

Thinking of this, Jiang Si decided to stop immediately after drawing another 100,000.

Regardless of whether it is shipped or not, you must control your wallet.

Otherwise, once the card is drawn, then this thing is a bottomless pit.

Even if you go bankrupt, you may not get good things.

It's all tricks.

It's impossible to sink deeper and deeper.

Thinking of this, Jiang Si glanced at his wallet.

Then his eyes locked on the card draw option, his mind moved slightly, and he was ready to draw a card.

But this time, things were different.

It seems that he has been thinking about 100,000 Doomsday Coins in his head, so the thought passed to the system has also become this.

I saw the 100,000 doomsday coins in the wallet disappear in a blink of an eye, and among the CGs that were drawn, 100 cards flew out of them densely.

A black line appeared on Jiang Si's forehead, and he didn't know what to say to the system.

hey, forget it...

Didn't you think so?

You can also give me the 100!

Sighing, Jiang Si had to accept the reality.

100 cards were laid out in front of Jiang Si in 10 rows, neat and magnificent.

And Jiang Si was too lazy to go to order one by one. With a thought, he shouted:

"open!"

Feeling Jiang Si's order, 100 cards were rotated at the same time.

The sound of jingle bells is pleasant.

The moment the card surface was opened, a blood-like black and red color was projected.

Jiang Si was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously shouted:

"Fuck!"