After more than ten years of transmigration, Mu Bai’s system finally awakened. Selling lottery tickets could earn him a one-for-one return.
As a result, Muye had a magical lottery shop.
"This time, I must get a few more righteous soul pills.”Orochimaru’s face was filled with fanaticism.
"Imachi is really a divine book. I hope today’s lottery is not worse than last time.”Zilai also looked excited.
"Give me another lottery ticket. I don’t believe that I won’t get anything good!”Tsunei was in high spirits.
Mu Bai smiled as he paid the money and handed the lottery ticket over.