2355: C2355 Lottery

C2355 Lottery

Everything went smoothly during the next day's assembly.

Yang Bo just sat on the stage and chatted with everyone for a while, discussing about recent events.

Lin Chaofeng had already reported the situation of his Fengdu to Yang Bo last night.

However, Yang Bo also faintly understood that all of this should have been done by someone else. They couldn't possibly push someone else to be their leader, and Gong Yu was the most suitable person to do so.

Yang Bo left Gong Yu in the palace and chatted with him for a while.

Yang Bo had promised Gong Yu that he would teach him the Qi Refining Art, and he could take this opportunity to point him out.

It could be seen that Gong Yu urgently wanted to cultivate the Qi Refining Art, because he had almost reached the end of his body forging technique. It would be extremely difficult to make a breakthrough, and maybe, he could make a breakthrough through the Qi Refining Technique!

After all, in the world Yang Bo resided in, there was a person who had used the Qi Refining Art to cultivate to the Half Immortal Stage.

Gong Yu was studying this knowledge very seriously. He himself also had some understandings towards it, but he was wrong about some of it.

Yang Bo corrected him for a lot of mistakes, answered a lot of questions, and then explained the entire technique till the end.

Gong Yu seemed to understand what Yang Bo meant, and immediately said: "General, don't worry. As long as I'm here, I can definitely guarantee the safety of our Fengdu!"

"Even if there is someone secretly causing trouble, it is only a clown!"

Yang Bo nodded, "Everything is thanks to General Gong, I have to thank General Gong once again!"

Gong Yu cupped his hands: "Great General is too courteous!"

Gong Yu did not say anymore and left.

Yang Bo looked at Gong Yu's back figure, and did not say much. He had to quickly recover his injuries and break through to the Dao Combination Stage as soon as possible. With his current cultivation, he was still a little too low!

The reason he was able to suppress Secret Realm of Hercule was all because of his Dao arts. It seemed that many people were not convinced!

During the next half a month, Yang Bo would cultivate and heal his injuries while hiding in the palace.

Although Yan Ruyu's arm was injured to the bones, to the Qi Cultivator, it was not really a serious injury. In just a few short days, the injury medicine was applied externally, and after taking the medicine, she quickly recovered!

Yang Bo originally wanted to study the Tai Yin True Spell, but after encountering a situation like the Dao arts, he did not dare to study it anymore.

There were many antiques in the Wind Palace, and this place was a world of body forging in the first place. Its lifespan was lengthened, so there were many things in the palace that were very old.

Only a few days later, Yang Bo had no other choice. He had already walked a circle around the entire Wind Palace, and the brilliance of all the old objects had been absorbed by him.

Yang Bo's injuries had already been mostly healed, and there were still some meridians in his body that had to be combed. Most of his other injuries had basically healed already!

At least now that his body had recovered to this extent, he no longer had to worry about his safety, because he could already use the Tao technique once, or even the Heart Sword. This was enough to guarantee his safety!

Yang Bo walked out of the Wind Palace realm with a lot of guards following in front and behind him. These guards were all dressed in casual attire, protecting Yang Bo's surroundings.

Although Yang Bo wanted to keep a low profile and make private calls, Lin Chaofeng did not agree. He chose six guards personally, and these guards all looked ordinary, with a thin body, and did not seem too conspicuous.

Even so, after leaving the palace, these thin bodyguards' stature were much more robust compared to those of ordinary people. After all, they were born to the state of Body Tempering, and their stature was much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Luo Yaohua was waiting outside the palace, and when he saw Yang Bo coming out, he immediately came to welcome him, "It's been half a month since you last had the time to come out!"

"Emperor, you're really busy. You don't even have time to eat, drink, and play. You might as well be happy than me!"

Yang Bo laughed, "You are just envious, jealous and hateful. You must be really envious of my position, being able to only say that I'm sour grapes!"

Luo Yaohua raised his head, "Let me tell you this, in my current life, even if I am given the position of emperor, I am not willing to change it!"0

"This is truly a vile feudal society life. I'm enjoying it too much. Three wives, four concubines, and two maids. This is the life I've yearned for day and night!"

Yang Bo laughed, "Looking at you, not only have you not lost weight, you have actually gained quite a bit in weight.

Luo Yaohua laughed, "Right now, I am at the critical point of my body tempering. I need to ensure that my Profound Qi does not leak out, this little bit of self-control, I can still do it!"

"I'm just so full of myself. I can't do anything else. I must seize every moment to cultivate. When my cultivation gets higher, I must …"

Yang Bo walked out. Even though he had walked out from the Wind Palace and was accompanied by guards, within the Fengdu City, there were many families leading their guards outside.

Yang Bo and his group gradually blended into the endless stream of people. He had originally planned to take a look at the school, but Luo Yaohua insisted on bringing him to the lottery store.

Although it had only been two or three months, Luo Yaohua had already obtained a huge profit. Other than the first store, Luo Yaohua had already opened five other stores in his Fengdu City, and these five stores were not very big, but it was enough to sell tickets!

Yang Bo followed Luo Yaohua into the lottery store. At this time, there were already many people surrounding the lottery ticket store. Everyone held onto the lottery ticket in their hands as they stared at the numbers on the lottery ticket, passionately discussing them.

Yang Bo noticed that there was still a scraping card on the scene, but because of the limitations of the skill, it could not produce the effect of the scraping card. He could only place the slip of paper into the small red packet, like a lottery draw.

Luo Yaohua acted like he was showing off. On the board on the wall, he opened his mouth and asked: "How is it? Aren't you feeling it? "

"Do you feel like you've stepped into the lottery?"

Seeing that the board was filled with numbers, Yang Bo could not help but nod, "This is your strategy right? Do you want to teach them how to calculate the number of the next round's lottery draw?"

"I've always been curious about one thing. Can the lottery number really be calculated?"

"With so many people studying this thing for their entire lives, isn't this number supposed to be random? What kind of pattern would there be?"

Luo Yaohua laughed out loud, but kept his voice low, "I didn't understand it in the past, I think these people are crazy!"

"But I've already changed my mind. Without these people, how could I sell my lottery ticket?"

"Only these people will spend more money to buy the lottery tickets. In modern words, these people are loyal fans who must be protected well!"

Yang Bo was startled, and then he realised that it was indeed the case, only those who were loyal to him would spend so much money!

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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