"Even though I just had lunch, the things in these pictures still look so delicious."
Hearing the attendant's tempting introduction, Kiana looked at the pictures on the lottery machine with a longing expression, clearly eager to try.
Seeing this, Fu Hua, who had finished her Whac-A-Mole game, couldn't help but remind her.
"Although the winning rate is fifty percent, it is ultimately a game that tests one's luck. Student Kiana shouldn't have overly high expectations. The feeling of having one's hopes dashed is very unpleasant. If you cannot accept everything with a calm mind, it will only add to your troubles."
During this period, Fu Hua came to the arcade every day to relax. She had indeed grown fond of this place. Whether it was Whac-A-Mole or the lottery, in Fu Hua's view, these games held different meanings.
Whac-A-Mole tested one's observation and reaction speed, making what would otherwise be a dull training process full of fun. The lottery game seemingly relied on luck, but in reality, it tested one's mental state—whether one could quit while ahead when winning without letting the gambler's mentality take over, and whether one could adjust their mood when drawing "Better Luck Next Time" for a long time without letting low spirits affect their words and deeds.
As for the rest—shooting games, basketball games, parkour games, or racing games—each had its own distinct benefits.
Every game here benefited Fu Hua greatly.
"The Class Monitor just likes to preach big principles. I just want to give it a try. It doesn't matter if I don't win. At worst, I'll just draw twice. Isn't there a fifty percent winning probability? I can still do that kind of math problem."
Facing Fu Hua's lecture, Kiana twitched her delicate nose. This time she understood what the other person meant, perhaps because she had picked up some vocabulary usage while studying history recently? Well, it didn't matter.
Kiana began inserting game tokens into the lottery machine. Seeing this, the attendant nearby hurriedly said:
"Guest, your friend is right. Although a fifty percent winning probability sounds high, it doesn't mean you'll win if you draw twice. This isn't a simple math problem."
Take, for example, Fu Hua, who had been coming to the arcade every day recently. Before leaving each time, she would do a ten-pull on the lottery machine. Every time she drew, the attendant would secretly observe. In a total of ten draws, Fu Hua usually only won small prizes once or twice, with the rest being "Better Luck Next Time." When her luck was good, she could win three times, but she had never won that final grand prize—the Super Deluxe Food Combo.
Previously, the attendant had been wondering if she should increase the machine's winning rate to avoid angering this major customer and driving her away.
But the customer seemed to have gotten used to it?
Now that a new customer had finally arrived, she couldn't let the lottery machine ruin her mood.
Just as the attendant was thinking, Kiana had already pressed the draw button—
"Congratulations! You have won the Grand Prize: Super Deluxe Food Combo! Please proceed to the counter with your ticket to claim it."
"!!"
Fu Hua, who had originally wanted to persuade Kiana to avoid her throwing a tantrum when drawing "Better Luck Next Time," revealed a stunned expression on her beautiful, clear face.
The usually dashing and cool Class Monitor, who had long achieved a state of mental tranquility like ice where even the sky falling wouldn't startle her, had now completely lost her usual demeanor.
"G-Grand Prize?!"
The attendant was also surprised.
"Although the total winning rate of this machine is as high as fifty percent, the probability of winning the Grand Prize is only about three percent. To win it on the first try... the guest's luck is truly very good."
This girl named Kiana seemed to be classmates with the arcade's regular customer, Fu Hua, but their luck seemed to be on two extreme ends.
What happened to "birds of a feather flock together"?
Such a thought flashed through the attendant's mind.
Staring blankly at the golden ticket in Kiana's hand, which revealed an aura of prestige everywhere, huge waves surged in Fu Hua's heart.
In this world, how can the gap between people be so big?!
Counting everything up, I've drawn close to a hundred times. Let alone the Grand Prize, I've only won ordinary prizes a dozen times. My winning probability is far lower than the so-called fifty percent.
But what is going on with Kiana? How can she pull a miracle with a single draw?!
"Class Monitor?"
Seeing Fu Hua standing dazed to the side, Kiana reached out and waved her hand in front of her. The golden flowing light in the girl's hand quickly brought Fu Hua back to her senses.
"Cough. Student Kiana, when you drew just now, did you perform any special prayer? Or is there a unique secret to the force and angle when pressing the draw button? Please do not hesitate to enlighten me."
Meeting Fu Hua's eyes, which seemed to be starting to glow, Kiana was stunned.
Special prayer? Unique secret?
I didn't think of anything. I just pressed the draw button casually.
Kiana truthfully informed her of the situation.
Fu Hua took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her mood, feeling slightly emotional.
My cultivation is indeed still lacking. I need to train more in this aspect in the future.
"Student Kiana, later when you exchange it for the Super Deluxe Food Combo, could you let me see what items are in it? I'm slightly curious."
Actually, it wasn't just curiosity.
That feeling when something you spent a massive amount of time and energy on—but failed to obtain for a long time due to the ethereal restriction of "luck"—was obtained by a newcomer just like that.
Aside from curiosity, Fu Hua also felt a little bit of heartache.
Really, just a little bit.
"If the Class Monitor is hungry, take the ticket and exchange it for food. I'll just draw a few more times."
Although she didn't like the Class Monitor's sometimes overly profound way of speaking, Kiana didn't dislike Fu Hua. She had often received her help in class before. Handing over the golden ticket at this moment, she didn't hesitate at all.
"Draw a few more times? This isn't something you can draw casually—"
Fu Hua's mood was a bit complex now. Even though she harbored different thoughts about Kiana (monitoring her), the other party so simply and proactively gave the precious ticket to her. This was really...
"Congratulations! You have won the Grand Prize: Super Deluxe Food Combo! Please proceed to the counter with your ticket to claim it."
Damn it, what just happened?
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