The Prize for Ten Consecutive Lucky Draws

Kant was no longer a stranger to the lucky draw organized by the system's store.

On his retina, a dialog box popped up, in which a colorful treasure chest that seemed to contain infinite wonder stood.

He instinctively swallowed his saliva.

If he chose to take part in the lucky draw and spend the Honor Points he had, the treasure box in the pop-up window would be opened, and, along with colorful lights, all sorts of big gift packs that the system offered him would appear. It was quite amazing.

Currently, Kant had 11 Honor Points, meaning that he had 11 draws.

Thinking about the generous rewards he received in the past, Kant's eyes lit up. he had never gotten anything bad in previous lucky draws.

The system's products must be of high quality.

These were not just empty words, they were drawn from his very own profound experiences.

Letting out a breath, Kant said, "Draw. "

His thoughts contacted the system.