I sold the system to the saints in the prehistoric times and I lost money.

Lin Chen's smile became even brighter when he saw that the other party had completed the blood drawing.

"Friend Ran Deng, what type of jars do you need? How many do you need to open?"

Ran Deng struggled for a long time, but finally chose to borrow money for consumption without having to pay immediate merit.

But the debt must be repaid sooner or later, and the interest rates are terrifyingly high.

He didn't dare to spend casually. After struggling for a long time, he finally made up his mind.

"Senior, give me a golden epic jar first."

Isn’t it said that opening a can is about luck and luck? He is an innate being who burns lanterns, and he is a chaotic god and demon like his predecessors. He will surely bring great blessings to the sky if he burns lanterns.

Even if there is only a 1% chance of opening an SSS-level epic system, is it still simple for him?

"All right!"

"Good luck!"

Naturally, Lin Chen didn't want to say anything about Ran Deng's search, so he directly took out a golden epic jar and threw it to the other party.

Looking at the pocket-can burning lamp, he was so excited that he trembled with excitement. In addition, he was suppressed by Haotian, and his soul was traumatized.

His face was dark yellow, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he felt like he was going to burp at any moment.

"Smash the pocket jar to pieces, and you'll get the opportunities inside."

"If you have deep blessings, you can also shoot into the soul like Guanyin and create the so-called system."

"If your luck is not good, the empty jar will not appear. As for whether it is the supreme treasure that opens the world or the legendary system, it depends on your luck."

Lin Chen felt that he still needed to remind the other party. If the opportunity that the other party wanted was not provided, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of Fortune Mall if word spread about it?

After getting the pocket jar, Ran Deng's mood became much calmer.

I didn't get it, but I had endless reveries in my heart.

After getting it, he calmed down a lot and did not open the jar immediately.

Seeing the other party's cautious expression, Lin Chen was speechless.

"Don't worry! I will never interfere with anyone opening a can!"

"Everything depends on your chance. Our Creation Mall values ​​the equality of all living beings and everything is fair and just."

Ran Deng took a few deep breaths, relaxed, and smashed the pocket jar directly.

A gray energy beam shot straight into the sky, and the thick power of chaos made Ran Deng take several steps back in fright.

"Senior, this"

His face was full of anxiety, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

"Um, how did this old Bidden reach the pinnacle of quasi-sage cultivation?"

"Opening the can yourself and scaring yourself?"

Seeing the horrified expression on Ran Deng's face, Lin Chen was speechless. He had never seen such a timid quasi-sage strongman.

"But you were not very lucky. You got a rusty katana."

When he heard the shipment, he was stunned for a moment, then excitedly rushed to the light pillar, looking at the rusty and cracked long knife, his eyes filled with doubts.

"One million merits, just to create such a guy?"

"Does this long sword have other deep meanings?"

Ran Deng carefully took out the long knife and looked up and down, his confused eyes full of doubts.

"Don't look at it, be confident. It's just an ordinary samurai sword, the kind that will break if you use a little force."

He looked the katana up and down and made sure there was nothing special about it, so he carefully put it into his arms.

"Senior, one more!"

I felt slightly disappointed, but there was a one percent chance that it would be difficult to produce an epic system from a jar.

He once again grasped the newly purchased jar with both hands, his cloudy eyes filled with anticipation.

Especially when he thought about the scene where Haotian robbed him of 50 million merits, and how Haotian ruthlessly suppressed him in front of countless living beings, his heart was filled with deep resentment.

He held the pocket jar high in his hand, wishing that the jar in his hand was Haotian, letting him handle it as he pleased.

"Clang!"

Ran Deng slammed the pocket jar to the ground, making a clang sound.

The smile on Lin Chen's face became even brighter, Ran Deng got a little excited, and he started violently opening cans.

Only a gray energy beam was seen. Ran Deng's eyes widened as he looked at the black object in the light group.

He couldn't wait to take it out, and Ran Deng recognized it the moment he got it.

"It's actually the Chaos Spirit Fruit!"

The Chaos Spirit Fruit grows in the depths of Chaos, on the trees of the dark dense forest.

This is the healing elixir of the Chaos Gods and Demons, a rare thing that cannot be found.

Sweeping away the frustration just now, he happily took it into his arms.

"Hey, senior, one more!"

One million merits were obtained in exchange for the holy medicine for healing, and it was also a holy medicine specially used to treat injuries caused by the Chaos Avenue. This wave was not a loss.

For the first time, he tasted the joy of opening a can. The inexplicable surprise and unexpected good luck made him completely forget all his frustrations.

I happily opened more than ten of them. Except for healing medicine, wild strawberries, and the dried meat of an unknown chaotic beast, there were all samurai swords in the back.

Gradually, I realized something was wrong.

He came here for the opportunity of Hunyuan Daluo. Why do you always give him healing medicine and samurai swords?

"Senior, why do you always use this kind of healing medicine?"

Sensing the questioning look in his eyes, Lin Chen also spread his hands.

"I've said it before, whatever you can get depends on your luck."

"All the medicines prescribed are healing medicines. Why are you asking me? You have to ask yourself, what do you need?"

Hearing this, Ran Deng was also shocked, as if he had caught something.

He was suppressed by Haotian and his soul was traumatized. Isn't this healing medicine what he needs most at the moment?

"Is it possible that something will come out because of what is needed at the moment?"

Ran Deng quickly took out the Chaos Spirit Fruit and swallowed it in one gulp.

A refreshing sweetness flows down the throat and reaches the Dantian.

The thick power of chaos kept washing his soul, and within a few moments he was back to his original state, and his whole body became radiant.

Maybe I took one too many pills, which made my face feel hot.

Ran Deng, who was resurrected with full blood, felt the pleasure of getting a chance without having to pay any merit for the time being, and the atmosphere was extremely clamoring to open ten at once.

He was no longer satisfied with opening one individually, he wanted to smash ten of them together, and longed for the pleasure of shipping them together.

"Haha, Friend Randeng is so happy. I wish you good luck."

Lin Chen took out 10 pocket jars again, Ran Deng waved his hand boldly, and all ten pocket jars hit the ground.

"I have recovered to my peak condition, so you won't need to give me any more healing medicine now, right?"

Ran Deng thought like this, his eyes looking expectantly at the ten light pillars soaring into the sky.

The next moment, he was dumbfounded and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Um, isn't this a little abnormal?"

Seeing the all-gray light beam, Ran Deng's old face felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking around, nine rusty samurai swords were drawn, as well as a wild strawberry.

Lin Chen almost couldn't hold it back and almost laughed.

"What kind of bullshit luck is this? Nine katana swords were fired?"

"How dark is this old Bidden?"

"Is it the legendary non-chief?"

Seeing the other person's face full of shock and helpless eyes, Lin Chen couldn't find the words to comfort him.

Lin Chen swore that he really didn't do anything, this guy just had a black face.

Maybe it was a strong chance that chaos maggots emerged from the coffin, otherwise it wouldn't be all samurai swords.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

Didn't you see that Ran Deng's face was full of innocence and pity?

This is the real non-Emirate. Haotian, which is growing at the top, and Tongtian, which can open a can but cannot ship goods, have to step aside.

Ran Deng's face drooped, he wanted to cry but had no tears. He asked himself that he was not inferior to anyone.

There was only a 1% chance that the system would not go out. He opened 20 of them, so he had 15 rusty samurai swords.

Not to mention the SSS level system, he was not a rag collector, so he was deeply disgusted.