Apocalypse: System of lotteries
The Doomsday Game Descends In 12 hours, the world will enter a long night. The long night is nothing more than an inconvenience. Other than electricity, wireless communication, and modern technology, such as thermal weapons, which cannot be used, no other ecological environment will be negatively affected. You should work on improving yourself as soon as possible before the long night begins. It is imperative that you pay attention to those around you. It is possible that he or she will consume your brain in the next few seconds. By chance, Ming bound the Lottery System
Mysterious M—301 Military Base
"Runiel, how many pieces did we buy?"
A blond man in a white undershirt stood in his castle bedroom, his arms stretched out to either side, each side attended by a woman clothed in thin gauze, their voluptuous figures highlighted by the radiant light.
They were helping him dress for the day, handling his attire with great care for fear of dislodging the small pearl buttons or diamond decorations on the clothing. They knew that Governor Dise was a man of particular tastes and any mishandling could mean being kicked out of this secure and comfortable castle, and sold off to some filthy establishment full of sweaty, grimy men.
They cherished their current lives.
Runiel was Governor Dise's chief minister. His thin neck supported a large head. Lifting his face, which bore a pair of sharp, intelligent eyes, he answered, "We bought 20 pieces."