Reputation from Sandy 1, Reputation from Gadley 1·····

Since Chris announced the lottery, sandwich bread has sold very quickly and its reputation has also been rising.

Soon, breaking through the shackles of two thousand.

At that moment, Chris felt that the fighting spirit and magic power in his body had more than doubled and became more solid.

The fighting spirit tempers the body, making his physique stronger and his strength continues to emerge.

Chris clenched his fists, familiar with the changes after the promotion.

With his current strength, he can beat himself before his promotion within ten moves.

With the thought moving, the system panel unfolds in front of you.

Name: Chris Joton

Level: Second-level Magic Warrior

Reputation value: 2/12000

Unexpectedly, if you want to be promoted to the third level of magic warrior, you actually need a reputation of 12,000 yuan.

Looking at the customers coming here continuously, Chris's mouth was upturned, and there was no big problem.

There are long queues on the street, which are hundreds of meters long.

The 100 jars of jam brought will be kept for prizes, and the remaining 90 jars will be made into 1,200 sandwich bread.

The previous hundreds of tickets did not have prize tickets, so there are still some left in a thousand tickets.

In just one and a half hours, the remaining jam and sandwich bread was sold out, but there were still hundreds of people in front of me.

"Sorry, today's bread is sold out. Come again tomorrow." Chris stood up and stretched. "The lottery will start in fifteen minutes, please wait a little."

"Boss, don't you still have prize tickets there? Why don't you sell the tickets? We don't want bread." Someone said.

Chris shook his head. He sold bread mainly to earn reputation, and selling tickets would not get a slight reputation.

"Buy mine, I have tickets here." Someone shouted.

"How much does this prize ticket cost?"

"Fifty copper plates."

"Damn, you're too dark."

"You just want to do it?"

"want!"

Buy three loaves of bread with one silver coin, which also corresponds to three tickets.

Some rational people start selling the extra prize tickets in their hands and can take the opportunity to make a profit.

Chris's lottery attracted at least 20,000 people.

Although they may not be willing to spend a silver coin to buy three sandwich bread, it does not prevent them from coming to watch the fun.

After all, the dragon meat's shushing head is really attractive.

Many people have never seen what dragon meat looks like in their lifetime.

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Amid the many looking forward to it, Chris finally started the lottery.

He used suspended magic to hang himself in the air two meters so that most people could see it.

"Okay, now let's start to draw the third prize." Chris's voice was loud and penetrating, and he could clearly hear it even a few hundred meters away.

"No. 33, No. 33." Chris took out a note from the wooden box.

“Here.”

“No. 182, No. 182.”

“Here here.”

“No.91, No.91.”

"I, I, I!"

Whenever Chris read out the number he was drawn, someone would respond.

Those people walked forward with the envious eyes of the people around them and received a snowflake cake with prize tickets.

These snowflake cakes were made temporarily by Jonas and others using the remaining ingredients before.

Reputation from Burton 2, Reputation from Tom 2······

Chris was a little surprised. These people who were drawn could actually provide reputation?

It seems that more of this kind of lottery activity should be done.

After all, the person who wins every time may be different, so it will continue to develop reputation.

Instead of like snowflake cake, you will lose your reputation if you get tired of eating it.

Thirty third prizes were drawn, and Chris continued to draw the second prize.

“No. 17.”

“No. 6.”

“No. 208.”

Chris read out ten numbers one after another, fearing that some people would not hear it clearly, so he read it again after finishing it.

Ten people walked happily to the front and exchanged the prize ticket for the jar with jar from Jonathan.

Some of them opened the cover and looked at it, dipped their fingers into their mouths.

Reputation from Grandy 5, Reputation from Eric 5·····

The two awards generated a total of 110 points of reputation.

Finally, Chris was about to draw the first prize in everyone's expectation.

"Friends, an exciting moment is coming!" Chris used amplification magic to let everyone in the audience hear his voice.

He slowly inserted his hand into the number box and stirred it inside.

Everyone held their breath, staring at them without blinking.

Chris took out a note from the number box, took it to his eyes, and slowly unfolded: "The number that won the first prize is......"

Those who have tickets hold on to the prize tickets in their hands tightly.

After a moment of silence, Chris read out the winning number: "No. 7!!"

"Hahaha, I won the jackpot!"

“Here.”

"It's me, it's me."

There were sounds from multiple directions in the crowd, and then I saw five people rushing to Chris at the same time. They all had a note with "No. 7" written in their hands, and even the handwriting was exactly the same.

Everyone present was confused.

What's going on?

Why are there five winning numbers?

"You are fake, I am real!"

"Fuck, my number was given to me by the boss himself, how could it be fake?"

"Dragon meat is mine, you fake guys!"

Chris frowned and even imitated his handwriting. The other party was obviously prepared.

Jonathan looked at the Baron in front of him with a worried look on his face.

In the crowd, Liweit showed a sneer.

Du Wei said to the sister next to him: "It's fun now, let's see how Chris ends."

"Boss, what's going on?" someone asked.

Five first prizes appeared at the same time, which meant that the lottery was screwed up.

If Chris does not give a reasonable explanation, then five prizes must be produced.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at the same time.

"Everyone, be quiet." Chris raised his hand and suppressed the whole audience's discussion, "There is only one first prize!"

"What's going on with the other four prize tickets?"

Chris fell down, grabbed one of them by the wrists, and held his prize ticket high, "He is the first prize winner."

All the prize tickets are mixed with magic potions, which for Chris, is as eye-catching as the lights in the night sky.

So from the beginning, he can tell who is fake and who is real.

"You are lying to me. You gave this prize ticket to me with your own hands. How could it be fake?" said another person.

Chris turned around and looked him in the eyes, his voice resounding throughout the audience: "Okay, then I'll tell you why your ticket is fake."
Chapter completed!