"What are you yelling about? The Lucky Crystals were clearly written in the rules from the start. You can't see that, and you still dare to ask me for an explanation?"
With this shout from the executive, the atmosphere in the hall once again fell into silence.
Upon seeing one of his own people ruining his good work, Sun Dewang became enraged and scolded the executive sharply.
The executive suddenly realized that in his panic, he had offended the future director of the headquarters, and his face turned pale as he slumped into his seat, not daring to speak another word.
"Rest assured, everyone. Both the lottery probabilities and the items in the wheel have been clearly written in the rules.
The probabilities have been thoroughly checked by us, and there will be no mistakes," Sun Dewang continued.
"Oh, and during my speech, the second and third lucky winners of the fuel filters have already appeared. Please keep going, everyone!"
As Sun Dewang's voice echoed through the hall, energetic music began to play, rekindling everyone's enthusiasm for the gamble, the hope of turning a small bet into a big win.
"Using music to stir people's emotions—quite a move," Lin Lan muttered to himself as he casually spun the wheel a few times, observing the people around him getting worked up again.
Although some lucky players would still win the fuel filter before collecting 80 perfect gems, they were few in number.
Most of the unlucky ones, trying to win by sheer volume, soon learned what it meant to hit a wall, and after pulling the lottery once, they didn't dare to try again.
Even the official personnel from the Navy who had come to purchase goods were equally frustrated.
They had invested their entire budgets into the lottery, only to be tormented by the system.
As Lin Lan had predicted, the official personnel from the Navy asked Sun Dewang to exchange oil for lottery tickets.
Although the process had been painful, all ten fuel filters were eventually drawn, leaving none behind.
As the saying goes, when the rewards are irresistible, no matter how terrible the process, you still endure it.
Looking at the backend data of the lottery software that Akashi had installed on his phone, the astronomical profits and oil amounts made Lin Lan grin widely.
To put it bluntly, the money Lin Lan made from this trade fair was equal to the net income of most of the Tian'ou Group for half a year.
This didn't even count the oil from the Navy officials and some wealthy executives from Tian'ou Group's subsidiaries.
Now, Lin Lan understood why those gacha game companies back on Blue Star were so profitable.
The returns were so staggering that even capitalists would shed tears over it.
Lin Lan was savoring the sweetness of his success.
He looked at Sun Dewang, who was on stage announcing the successful completion of the trade fair, reminding the winners to come collect their fuel filters at Tian'ou Group with the lottery software on their phones.
Around him, complaints and sighs filled the air.
Even Li Hongjun, knowing that his Navy had exchanged for five fuel filters, looked grim.
The cost of this venture was enormous, and the final blow from the lottery system had caught the old general off guard.
If it weren't for the fact that the lottery system was created by Tian'ou Group, Li Hongjun might have been tempted to take matters into his own hands.
Thinking about how they would need to spend even more money to buy fuel filters from other wealthy businessmen in Tian'ou Group, he finally understood why so many executives from Tian'ou Group's subsidiaries had attended the fair.
It was clear—corporations prioritized profit above all else.
At least, they had managed to win several equipment boxes during the lottery.
They could distribute them as military rewards to the port commanders next year to mitigate some of the losses.
As the crowd chattered and moved toward the escalator to the first floor of the building, an explosive sound suddenly rang out.
"Crack!!!"
The sound was like a thunderclap, reverberating through the hall and leaving the entire space in eerie silence.
"Ahhh!!"
Several female executives from Tian'ou Group's subsidiaries screamed in panic, crouching and clutching their heads, but they were quickly calmed by others.
The sudden, deafening sound startled many people, turning their faces pale. Lin Lan was also taken aback, though he didn't panic.
He glanced at Sui Qiong and his ship girls, who were completely unaffected by the noise. Even far away, Deutschland was smirking and sticking out his tongue at him.
"This thunder is too loud. It scared me…"
Qi Yue, who stood by his side, spoke in a shaky voice, her face pale as she held the hands of her two destroyer ship girls.
Although she was a port commander, she was still a woman, and such a terrifying sudden thunder would naturally cause some instinctive fear.
"Yeah, it's strange. Let's go to the first floor and check it out," Lin Lan said as he glanced out the building's windows at the stormy weather, his joy from seeing the trade fair's profits momentarily dimming.
This extreme weather made him uneasy, and combined with the failure of the Sky Curse earlier, it further reminded him that this storm was definitely a plot by the Sirens.
While speaking to Qi Yue, he turned his gaze toward the people queuing up on the escalator to the first floor.
At this moment, Lin Lan suddenly noticed Li Hongjun, who had been talking with Sun Dewang at the bottom of the stage, had received a phone call.
The old general suddenly froze, his face turning pale in an instant.
This only solidified Lin Lan's thoughts—something bad was about to happen.
Just as Lin Lan and Nimi, along with Sui Qiong and others, were about to step downstairs, his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.
"Who's calling me at a time like this... Jian Qian'ou?"
He pulled out his phone and saw that the call was from Jian Qian'ou, Tian'ou Group's observer. This made him slightly surprised.
"Hello? What's the matter?"
After signaling Nimi and Sui Qiong to walk ahead of him, and creating some distance from Qi Yue and the two other commanders, Lin Lan answered the call.
"Supreme Leader! There's a huge problem! I, I discovered the pattern of Leviathan's attacks through the location of recent shipwrecks!"
Jian Qian'ou's voice came through the phone, filled with anxiety and trembling, completely different from his usual calm demeanor.
At first, Lin Lan didn't take Leviathan seriously, thinking it was just an indigenous creature from another world.
However, after discussing with Bismarck and concluding that Leviathan was most likely a biological weapon of the Sirens, Lin Lan had elevated the threat of Leviathan to the same level as the Sirens themselves.
Hearing Jian Qian'ou's words, Lin Lan immediately asked with a serious tone:
"What's the pattern of Leviathan's attacks?"
There was a sudden loud, chaotic noise on the other end of the line, and after a few seconds, Jian Qian'ou's trembling voice came through:
"It, no, they're getting closer to Yunhai City… Supreme Leader, the Disaster Sea Lord has arrived!"
Just as Jian Qian'ou finished speaking, Lin Lan heard a violent explosion on the other end, followed by the call being abruptly cut off.
Before Lin Lan could process the situation, the lights in the entire trade fair hall suddenly went out, and everything around him turned as dark as the outside world.
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