Apocalypse: System of lotteries

6:00 AM.

[All channels are on, it's a new day, a new beginning, relax, celebrate]

[To help everyone relax, we are launching the Doomsday Trading House liquor and beverage store, which will not close for 72 hours and will only sell liquor.]

[Please feel free to express yourself!]

"Oh wow!"

Ming sat up in his chair, stretched his lazy back, cradled the two froglets in his arms, and they also learned to stretch.

"Why does it seem like the purpose of selling alcohol is to numb everyone's nerves?"

In fact, he didn't think many people would buy it, so he clicked on the light screen, which did have many different kinds of alcoholic beverages. He wasn't interested in these and instead wanted to see what else they had.

There's nothing but wine and a wine glass when he clicks on this option

He washed up, fed Da Vinci, and they both went out to travel.

Afterward, he inspected the earthworm farm, which was in good shape with a lot of earthworms he could harvest soon.

Once he saw the rabbit had eaten those two kinds of grass, he went down to the bottom of the mountain to find some new grass. Because he's never raised rabbits before, it can only discern what can and can't be eaten on its own, and he hopes the grass isn't poisonous.

As long as there is a male rabbit, he will not have to worry about rabbit meat. After all, rabbits are still incredibly capable of reproducing.

He wasn't planning on attending the party. Without knowing what the third chapter is about, it'd be pointless.

[All channels broadcast, now open the second chapter of the warm home achievement selection. Each survivor can only point one praise, please choose carefully, if I were yours, definitely choose yourself]

[Please begin with your selection]

"..."

The Ming, who was sleeping on a chair, was awakened, and his attention was drawn to the screen, which was densely packed with small images.

Each image contains a shelter taken from above to below.

"The angle of this shot is really interesting."

He rubbed his eyes for a moment, and the picture boxes had the survivors' nicknames written right in the center of the top, and he searched for his own. To his surprise, his family's photo had already received over 300 likes.

"Huh?"

He didn't promote or canvass why people picked him

He opened the World Chat channel with such a question.

"Oooh, I'm dying laughing here, look at Ming's shelter and look closely."

"His shelter is so funny, even though it's not very good, that I still voted for him."

"As a solo, I definitely voted for Ming Ah; to be honest, his buffs have helped me in many key moments from the first to the second chapter."

"I also voted for Ming. I was chased by zombies the other day, and my legs went numb, but Ming's buff descended, I instantly regained my physical strength, and I can now chat with you because of him."

"I recall every buff that fell as a result of him, including stamina, mental recovery, experience, money, and the inability to attack each other."

"That's crazy, Ming uses the glowing flower sword to make warm words. I can't even praise without it."

"..."

"Can he still do this?"

"Are you Ming fans too dramatic, ah?"

"Is this some sort of celebrity effect? Can I make a complaint because I believe it is unjust?"

"What's with you, doomsday? Where do you complain?"

Seeing these messages still touches Ming's heart; good people should be rewarded.

...

"See, this is an influence, so I say, don't fool around, he's definitely number one." Simon laughed and tapped his pipe.

"Yeah, I'd like to give him some praise."

Robert nodded, "Next is the third chapter, and I'm not sure what will be posted. The groups are removing the dead members, so what do we do next?"

"Let everyone relax for two days; don't always tense up, these are young people."

Simon is overjoyed today because two-thirds of the people who had scattered before have returned. "After contacting several other special war zones, the next step is to maintain stability, first stabilizing this city where we are, and then stabilizing other cities."

...

Mike slid the light screen on his cliff shelter.

I didn't expect Ming to be the one who got the most supply boxes, even more than the sunglasses man. If the sunglasses man is already so powerful, how powerful must Ming be?

"Whatever, I also don't know what his nickname is; otherwise, I would have praised him; now, I can only praise Ming."

...

[Channel-wide broadcast: congrats to survivor Ming on winning the second chapter title, 'Day and Night Struggler']

Ming leaned back in his chair, checking the attribute bonus provided by the [Day and Night Struggler] title.

[Struggler of Day and Night]

[Physique+6]

[Strength+6]

​ [Agility+6]

[Spirit+6]

Title Attributes: Kill zombies/altered creatures, get an extra 10% experience boost for hidden missions, copies, and so on.

"Copies?"

Will copies be activated in the future?

"I'm intrigued by this."

...

Wilderness.

In the cave alone, Dimon walked out with his shoulders bare, blocking the sunshine with his hand, still adjusting his eyes when he suddenly walked out. As he stretched his arms, two pairs of green wings opened on his back.

He opened his private chat at that point and received a message from *11.

[*11: How do you feel? Isn't it fantastic?]

[*imon: I just got out of the cave and will test it later. I apologize for not responding to your message last night.]

[*11: I understand this, normal people grow a pair of wings, it takes time to accept, and I was worried about other changes in the body, but I have not had any discomfort so far, so there should be no problems]

[*imon: Well, I hope so; do you intend to return to the city? Three days are extremely valuable.]

[*11: Yes, but have you considered that if we return, those normal people will accept us? What if they refuse to accept us? Return to the wilderness?]

[*imon: I've considered what you said, and I'm going to go back and look at the world chat channel because I don't see people like us talking]

[*11: people like us are struggling to decide whether to return or not, well, I'm about to try to find some food, and by the way, you must accept the sensation of eating raw meat]

"Eat raw meat?"

After closing the private chat, Dimon tilted his head to look at the sky, then leaped vertically flapping his wings to fly, but fell to the ground. It's difficult to master balance the first time.