"Ding~~~"

The sound of an Alipay transfer rang out.

Bai Wu glanced at the newly credited fifteen thousand yuan and felt a surge of happiness.

At this moment, the shop owner suddenly realized something.

This isn't right!

The winning rate of lottery scratch cards is fixed at the time of printing.

Now that Bai Wu has scratched off so many winning tickets, the remaining tickets must have a very low winning rate.

The owner thought about it.

If a customer comes to buy scratch cards later and ends up with only one or two winning out of a dozen...

Thinking of this, the owner shivered.

He looked up and forced a smile at Bai Wu, "Young man, it seems your luck is really good today. While your luck is strong, why not try a few more lottery tickets? You might scratch off another ten-thousand-yuan prize!"

Bai Wu quickly scanned the scratch cards in the display case. After his spree, most of the remaining tickets had a 0% success rate, with a few scattered ten or twenty yuan prizes mixed in.

Bai Wu roughly estimated that after his spree, the winning rate of these scratch cards had dropped to less than 5%. It's known that the lottery requires a scratch card winning rate of up to 30%.

Shaking his head, he said seriously, "No, no, boss. I think I should stop now! There's a saying, 'extremes meet,' and I've already hit the peak of my luck with two consecutive ten-thousand-yuan wins. My luck is bound to turn bad after this!"

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"Young man, that's not the right way to think. You've already made over thirty-five thousand. While your luck is strong, spend a couple of hundred and try again. You might win another ten-thousand-yuan prize," the owner advised earnestly.

"What if I lose?" Bai Wu asked.

"Even if you lose, it doesn't matter. You've already made over thirty-five thousand. A couple of hundred is nothing," the owner explained.

"A couple of hundred isn't money? Boss, your awareness isn't right. Frugality is a traditional virtue of the Chinese people!" Bai Wu now earnestly lectured the owner.

Owner: "..."

Damn frugality!

Damn awareness!

You weren't saying that earlier!

Weren't you just saying you didn't care about a hundred or two?

The owner was utterly confused.

"Boss, I know you're looking out for me, hoping I'll make more while my luck is good, but!"

Bai Wu scratched his head with a sincere look and said seriously, "Boss, I thought about it carefully, and I think you're right. You can't bite off more than you can chew. One should know contentment and find happiness in it, not be greedy. So I've decided to stop for today!"

Owner: "..."

In the end.

Under the owner's frustrated gaze, Bai Wu turned and leisurely walked towards the door.

At the door.

Bai Wu suddenly stopped.

"My superpower, besides using it for the lottery, I wonder if it can be used elsewhere..."

With this thought, Bai Wu had an idea.

He focused on the door handle, muttering to himself, "I wonder what the success rate of opening the door is?"

The next second.

A percentage appeared on the door handle.

100%.

"Sure enough, I can see it!"

Bai Wu smiled slightly, ready to reach out and push the door open.

At this moment, the percentage on the door handle suddenly changed.

90%!

80%!

50%!

10%!

In just ten seconds, the success rate of opening the door suddenly dropped to 10%.

"Damn! 10%? What's going on?"

Bai Wu's pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly stepped back several paces, returning to the counter.

When something unusual happens, something strange is bound to occur!

The success rate of opening the door dropped so quickly; something bad was definitely about to happen!

"Young man, what's wrong?" the owner asked, puzzled, seeing Bai Wu suddenly return.

"Boss, I don't know why, but I suddenly don't feel like going out. I have a feeling something bad will happen..."

Before Bai Wu could finish speaking, suddenly.

The success rate on the door handle dropped to its lowest point—0%.

Immediately after.

A shadow rushed in from afar.

With a loud "bang!"

The shadow crashed directly into the lottery shop's glass sliding door.

The glass door shattered into pieces on the ground.

"Awoo~~ Woof~~ Woo woo woo~~~"

Then, a long and tragic howl echoed inside the lottery shop.

Bai Wu looked closely and saw a silly Husky lying at the shop entrance, its front paws covering its head, howling.

Apparently, this Husky was the shadow, the culprit that shattered the glass sliding door.

Bai Wu: "..."

Owner: "..."