"Change again!"
..
Pain and pleasure, even numbness.
He didn't know how many times he had drawn the lottery. Lin An just felt like a machine, constantly trying to win prizes.
After drawing nearly a hundred times in a row, he was so moved by some of the rewards that he shed tears.
From star-level strategic weapons on the technological side to a complete set of fifth-level equipment, from directly enhanced to star-destroying potions, to fifth-level slaves. Everything is garbage in the eyes of No. 77.
Lin An never thought that one day he would be autistic in the lottery.
..
after an hour.
"stop!!!"
"Boy!! This is it!!"
After a long period of more than 700 strokes, No. 77 suddenly shouted loudly, with a rare flash of excitement in his eyes!
Got it! Although the value of this thing is nothing in his eyes, this thing is indeed the most suitable for Lin An!
Afraid that Lin An would draw again out of habit, No. 77 suddenly stretched out his tentacles, grabbed Lin An directly, and signaled him to receive the reward!

Chapter completed!