The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 199 - 199 183 You Can't Always Refuse a Lottery Draw

199: Chapter 183 You Can’t Always Refuse a Lottery Draw, Can You?

199: Chapter 183 You Can’t Always Refuse a Lottery Draw, Can You?

When Lind first entered the Banshee’s Illusion, he grasped its unique trait—that it seed to be a horrifying ritual site, but by shifting one’s mindset to treat death as part of the ga, the allure of the Banshee’s Illusion for the Undead beca stronger than ever before.

The ga belonged to a niche genre characterized by randomness, unidirectionality, high punishnt, and high freedom.

High punishnt didn’t an it was unliked—instead, the charm of restarting everything after death brought a plethora of new surprises every ti.

Due to various weapon combinations and the ga’s randomness, each restart provided a fresh experience worth relishing repeatedly.

In a single ga, constructing one’s unique build through different weapon combinations, creating the perfect form that matched one’s inner vision, and then dominating foes was the core pleasure of the ga.

Moreover, this pleasure didn’t vanish after just one playthrough; instead, it could be repeatedly enjoyed, as every ga was different and continuously exhilarating.

For the NPCs living in this world, the “Banshee’s Horn” was a very terrifying cursed weapon.

It required a successful normal sacrificial trial to use, and a slight mistake ant death was the only outco.

Even if one stumbled to the altar at the mountaintop, facing the Corpse Dragon could envelop one in a sense of helplessness, and all the hard efforts yielded only the chance to leave with one’s life.

But for the Undead, dying and resurrecting was part of their ga.

Except for the drop in the level if they hastily ascended to level 11 by drinking Magic Potion, death was not too punishing for them.

Currently, securing a Cursed Magic Potion with Points was easy for the Undead.

Compared to the punishnt, new ga chanics made the Undead even fonder.

Many weapons and armors were hidden within the Banshee’s Illusion, obtainable through slaughter, theft, and other ans by the Undead.

These weapons allowed the Undead to quickly and unrestrictedly enhance their levels in a short ti.

21st level, 31st level, even 41st level—stronger attributes enabled more complex actions, which were beyond the reach of the Undead who were currently capped at level 10.

Just one exhilarating playthrough was worth it.

In front of the square, one by one, the bodies of the Undead burst into ashes, but they eagerly returned in no ti.

“I grabbed a weapon that imdiately boosted to level 30!”

“I got a sword that could shoot torrents resembling the Night and Fire Sword, sniping from 100 ters away, amazingly thrilling, though the damage is a bit low.”

“That armor looks too cool; wonder if it will ever appear in the ga.”

Such excited discussions completely packed the square in Star Dragon City.

For several dozen hours, the Undead crazily entered the Banshee’s Illusion to ‘face death’, smiling broadly and charging forward with no fear, where each death brought regret but advancing closer to the mountaintop revitalized their spirits.

But Ghost Selena, guarding inside the dream, grew increasingly puzzled.

She had guided the Undead in countless dreams—initially, so Undead would talk to her, but later they would just dash out as soon as they appeared, often leaving Selena with words stuck in her throat, unspoken.

As a large part of the Undead pioneered in the ga, relevant data and strategies about the monsters in the Banshee’s Illusion were gradually discerned.

So even attempted to analyze the habits of the monsters, studying their ecology.

The most popular obviously was the weapon catalog.

Rows and rows of weapon catalogs were organized into tables and listed.

Beyond being just a joyful ga, this slaughter made the Undead focus more on challenging stronger enemies, and their killing skills rapidly improved under the threat of “death ans restarting”.

Because there was no opportunity to slacken, this ga turned incredibly exhilarating.

He never stopped moving forward, battling, advancing, then battling again.

The endless encounters allowed the Undead to vent their emotions imnsely.

However, the Undead soon encountered a new problem.

Indeed, the Banshee’s Dream copy was entertaining, and inside, they experienced various unheard-of weapons and equipnt, as well as various boss battles.

But the points they consud beca a bit overwhelming.

The points cost to enter the copy wasn’t high, but their quick deaths made it unsustainable.

A portion of the Undead who were concerned about their points chose not to experience it further.

Not everyone enjoyed relentless killing; there were many who preferred social farming.

Lind held a Star Dragon Stone in his hand, his eyes fixed on the light refracted through the gem, his mind already made up on how to make the Undead willingly continue to spend their points in Banshee’s Dream.

The thod lay in the stone in his hand.

When the Undead completed various tasks and submitted them, the estate paid them points and money as rewards, just preliminarily completing the transaction.

The real transaction was completed when the Undead used their points to exchange for various services of the estate.

Exchanging points for Magic Potion, Skills, special trap items, and so forth; only then was the transaction truly completed.

But many Undead had no need to spend their points, yet they kept earning them daily.

A large accumulation of points ant that Lind had a massive amount of obligations to fulfill.

Whether they planned to hoard a large amount all at once for traps or to empty various potions, Lind faced enormous pressure in storage and other aspects.

The production lines to the west of Red Dragon Foothills also faced trendous pressure.

Therefore, how to make the Undead quickly waste their points was an issue Lind had to consider.

He couldn’t possibly fulfill all services realistically, as that would turn him into a rchant thriving on thin profit margins.

Even if he could gain a multiple of the profits through information asymtry and exchanges with the Undead, it wouldn’t suffice.

What he wanted was to consu all the profits and provide as little service as possible.

The Banshee’s Dream sowhat solved this problem.

An entry fee in points was required, and after a success, Lind would also gain a chance to use the “Banshee’s Horn”.

Win twice!

But so Undead were reluctant to spend their points, and they didn’t enjoy the ga mode of Banshee’s Dream, or to put it more bluntly, it was fun to play, but what would I gain even if I completed it?

Their parsimonious behavior lood over Lind like a butcher’s knife, ready to stab down at any mont.

This was the ti for the Star Dragon Stone in Lind’s hand to co into play.

The Star Dragon Stone, made of “Gold Badges” and various gems, had been endowed with a unique currency function by Lind.

Lately, Do had been replicating a super-large chanical Magic Array inside Star Dragon City, with Undead daily coming to “sell their strength” as energy providers.

And in the basent of Lind’s lord’s hall was a vast room filled with various chanical devices and glass jars used for storing energy.

With sufficient energy, although it lacked in computational power, many Undead noticed that the Lion Badge was not as responsive as before.

But it didn’t matter, a re code program could still operate the Lion Badge, the only issue being lag due to poor optimization.

As long as they provided points, that batch of diterranean Undead was very happy to help.

The Star Dragon Stone had a unique identifier, bound with the identifier of the Lion Badge as currency, ensuring it could not be used by anyone other than its owner.

After being used, the Star Dragon Stone would turn into a piece of waste rock, waiting to be recycled and injected with a new identifier, then rebound to the Undead, ready to be used as currency again.

As for its function, it was quite simple.

A lottery!

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