Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Chapter 131 Lottery Players

Within three days, most of the lottery tickets in the entire Sol County had been sold out.

I have even accumulated a total of 100 gold coins. If I continue to promote it like this, I will accumulate 1000 gold coins sooner or later.

At that time, even if you cash out the grand prize of 1000 gold coins, you can still make a small profit.

In addition to selling the lottery ticket, Windlow also recorded all the numbers.

It was indeed as Gert said, there were too many probabilities, even filling up an entire account book.

After the double cleaning by Mousse and Windlow, they finally found a set of numbers that had not been bought from the numerous numbers, and then wrote them on the lottery ticket and presented them to Gert.

On the day of the prize drawing, the entire city of Pfeidorf was packed with people. It was almost as lively as the day when the city was rebuilt, and it was even more lively than when the emperor himself came.

This is the only thing that humans and elves have in common. When encountering things related to their own interests, they will definitely be very proactive.

With the secret assistance of Gelt, Windlow set up the state-run lottery industry.

There were even a few Imperial Greatswordsmen maintaining order under the prize-giving platform, and the entire platform was almost packed with all kinds of lottery players holding tickets in their hands.

They cheered, they shouted, they even began to pray the name of Sigmar, the founding emperor of the empire.

They just hope that the seven numbers that Windlow shakes out are the numbers they bought.

If you win, you can get a grand prize of 1000 gold coins, and you will have no worries about food and clothing for several lifetimes without having to continue working.

The numbers slowly rolled down one after another, and Gelt, who was standing by as a supervisor, also shed a drop of sweat.

It’s not that he was anxious about who would win the grand prize, but at this moment he was secretly controlling the surge of magic power and operating the number balls in the lottery machine.

The lottery ball made entirely of gold is the best material for Gelt's spellcasting.

However, this elusive feeling of powerlessness and exhaustion made even the principal of the Imperial Mage Academy feel a little overwhelmed.

The distance between him and the golden lottery ball was not far, only more than fifty meters, which could not be considered as extra distance.

But he clearly felt that his spell had gone astray, and his magical power was being sucked away by other things around him.

If he put ten points of Metal Wind into casting the spell, only one point of Metal Wind would be reflected on the golden lottery ball.

In order to make all the golden lottery balls turn into the numbers he needed, Gelt even silently squatted down and turned himself into an arcane conductor to absorb the wind of magic.

He even tightly grasped the Staff of Volan, using the magical power in it to begin charging the Wind of Magic.

Finally, all seven numbers were settled, and they were all planned numbers.

Gert also took a deep breath. He had never encountered such a situation of exhaustion of magic power before.

It's like you are constantly pouring water into a pool, but there is always someone scooping the water out, and at a very fast speed.

The numbers finally appeared, and everyone saw the combination of seven numbers in full view.

Windlow also glanced at Mousse, and the dark elf lord of fear also took a step forward.

At this moment, she was wearing an evening gown that she disliked very much, just like the common fashionable women's clothing in the empire.

It outlines her sexy figure and her makeup is very luxurious.

He took a deep breath and, without the aid of any other equipment, read out the winning numbers one by one so that everyone present could hear them.

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After finally finishing this string of numbers, Mousse felt relieved and could finally take a step back and leave. She really didn't like the fact that this outfit didn't provide any defense or concealment.

After hearing this string of numbers, all the lottery players below the podium collapsed, and some even shouted out in unwillingness.

Some people are already very close to these seven numbers, and it is obvious that they are just one digit away from winning the final grand prize.

Finally, Gert realized that this was his chance and strode to the front without hiding anything.

After all, the face with the golden mask and the cloak decorated with gold made it impossible for him to hide himself.

Standing in the center of the podium, the Elector and the President held up the tickets in their hands, on which were written the winning numbers.

Voices of dissatisfaction began to erupt from the crowd.

"Inside story!"

"Shit!"

"scam!"

Such voices were heard one after another, but Windlow was not worried about any pressure at all, because the subsequent scripts had already been prepared.

"Hello, Mr. Gelt, do you have any words to say for receiving the award?"

When Gert heard this, he looked at the teleprompter hanging beside him and knew what he should say next.

"It's very simple. I'm the principal of the Imperial Mage Academy. In addition to metal magic, shouldn't I learn heavenly magic? Moreover, high-level heavenly magicians can predict some things about the future. It just so happens that I can see the future lottery numbers. Why shouldn't I earn such a bonus?"

The voice was very loud, and the purpose of saying it was to be heard by the lottery players in the audience.

The noise in the crowd became much quieter. After all, everyone knew that Gelt's magic was quite powerful, and they also knew that Heavenly Magic did have a slight ability to predict the future.

But just suppressing the noise was not Windlow's goal. He also had to make everyone regain their confidence in the lottery and continue to buy it.

He looked very serious and even pointed his index finger at Gert's face rudely.

"This is despicable, using magic to predict the lottery numbers, shameless."

"You never said that you couldn't use magic to participate in such a lottery."

The two of them, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, fooled the lottery players in the audience again and again.

"Well, I swear from now on that no magician will be allowed to participate in any lottery activities in the future."

"I am the Elector of Sol Territory! I am also the president of the Imperial School of Mages! How dare you, a commoner, speak to me like this?"

I have to say that Galt’s acting is pretty good, he’s fooled people a lot at first glance and he got into the role quickly.

"Even if the emperor of the empire comes, there can be no inside information about the lottery. Anyone who buys a lottery ticket has an equal chance of winning!"

As soon as these words came out, the lottery players below all supported Windlow.

Yes, yes, yes, it has to be fair and everyone has a chance to win.

Gelt also took the opportunity to draw his sword and staff, wanting to teach Windlo a little "lesson".

At the same time, with excellent acting skills, he glanced at the audience, pretended to be in the wrong and wanted to appease the people's anger, quickly put away his sword and staff, picked up the 1000 gold coins bonus and left.

I really don't know what kind of smile is on his face under that golden mask.

The people also dispersed peacefully. Although the order was slightly reduced, the impact was not particularly large and it was all within an acceptable range.

Poor them, they didn’t know that this lottery was a scam from the very beginning.

As for Windlow, he now has to start thinking about a second way to launder money.