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A simple contract, consisting of just one sheet of paper, lay on the table. Except for the main members led by Zheng Yifan, no one else knew its contents.
However, when Tian Ye carefully examined the document, his face turned pale, and his heart began to race uncontrollably.
The contents were shocking; it was a high-level Essence Fruit. Although it had only a 10% success rate, it was worth the risk for everyone involved.
Yet, his heart trembled with fear, as he still had family to think about, including his poor sister.
"Master, please... I..." Tian Ye was at a loss for what to do. Unfortunately, everyone was forbidden from viewing the document, not even family members were exempt.
Tian Ye paced back and forth in anguish. This was an opportunity for ascendance, a chance for a life of luxury. At the very least, it could elevate him to the middle class. But there was also that 90% chance of failure, which would mean death.
His sister would lose all hope of survival in this cruel world.
"Sir, please take a look at the other document regarding our Hope Mall before deciding whether to claim your prize," Zheng Yifan said beside him. "Once you sign the contract, you will be entitled to the benefits offered by Hope Mall."
Zheng Yifan's words struck him like an arrow to the heart; his heart raced wildly. He had thought that the benefits outlined on that simple sheet were reserved for Superpowered Individuals. To his surprise, they were being offered to someone who had just joined their ranks without any achievements and who still didn't know what Superpower he possessed.
"I'll sign!" Tian Ye signed his name with a sense of desperation and then looked toward Zheng Yifan.
"Please proceed to the back to collect your reward," Zheng Yifan smiled and pointed toward the rear. Tian Ye nodded solemnly and followed the others as they walked toward the back, forcing himself to remain silent because he understood that it was better for fewer people to know about this matter.
As he made his decision, staff members had already begun to unveil the prize details.
Second Prize: The opportunity to join Hope Mall or choose a 40% discount shopping voucher (limited to 100).
The rewards could not be lacking in richness, but the fields held no interest in such external possessions; only one's own strength mattered most. Moreover, having joined the Hope Mall faction, he only needed to pass through layers of assessments to truly become part of the powerful forces behind Hope Mall. Achieving a high status was not just a dream; becoming a strong individual was also highly likely.
However, what he did not know was that quietly, Zheng Yifan had already exchanged the B-Rank Essence that was meant for him for A-Level Essence. He would definitely become a Superpowered Individual.
Currently, Zheng Yifan lacked nothing in A-Level Essence; in just this moment, he could harvest at least several hundred Essence Fruits. Not to mention, there would be an extended period of explosive growth that would allow the Essence Fruits to multiply rapidly.
Only when the potential of the nearby Gathering Places' E-Level Essence Fruits was completely exhausted would he enter a slow growth phase.
The young man stepped inside and became a member of Hope Mall, officially an employee. Wu Yingzhou knew he had his own share of luck.
Ahead, Zheng Yifan smiled at Wu Yingzhou and suddenly shook his right hand.
Wu Yingzhou couldn't see the speed at which it happened, but he knew that the lottery ticket in his hand had changed into another one.
Looking again, sure enough, the half that had been scratched off had vanished. He realized he hadn’t won with the ticket he had partially scratched, but this new ticket in his hand surely held a surprise.
As he lightly scratched with his right hand, he was left speechless; it turned out to be the First Prize.
This First Prize was something this young man had kept for himself and hadn’t put into the lottery tickets.
Thus, it was clear that this First Prize must be extraordinary.
As expected, when he went to redeem his prize at the sales counter, Sun Jiang pushed the salesperson aside and personally handed over a contract.
Alongside it was a document detailing the benefits offered by Hope Mall.
The words on the contract made Wu Yingzhou, an experienced martial arts master, feel uneasy.
Just from the text above, he realized there was no escape. If he refused to sign this contract, he would undoubtedly vanish without a trace at some unknown time. The contents written were secrets that could not be revealed to anyone.
Such secrets could only be known by insiders or the dead.
"Do I even have a choice?" Wu Yingzhou signed his name with a wry smile and then looked at the rest of the document.
They were asking for his family's address, clearly intending to control his loved ones.
"Old man, since you've decided to join our business, we will provide you with the best treatment. Your family will receive the utmost protection. You've seen our strength; it will surely satisfy you, and it only requires three years."
"In three years, if you choose not to continue working for Hope Mall, you can leave at any time. Not only will we send you off with respect, but we will also provide you with resources that will last a lifetime," Zheng Yifan whispered into Wu Yingzhou's ear like a persistent fly. Yet every word was heard clearly by Wu Yingzhou.
"Sigh, I’ll agree to your terms. If worse comes to worst, I’ll just endure for three years and see if you keep your word," Wu Yingzhou said nonchalantly as he signed his name and followed the personnel into the back room.
He knew that when consuming Essence Fruit, it had to be done in a Quiet Environment, preferably with good medical facilities.
As for failure, he had never considered it because the Essence Fruit he was about to take was purified and refined, guaranteeing a 100% success rate and a high chance of activating advanced Superpowers.
He had never known that Superpowers could be categorized into high and low levels; he only understood that the most inferior Essence Fruit typically resulted in Superpowers that were not very effective.
Having practiced martial arts his entire life, he now desired to harness such power and thus entered willingly into the room.
He had family, but he was uncertain how much longer he could endure this life or how long he could struggle in this apocalyptic world. What would happen if he were gone? What would become of his beloved grandchildren?
Wu Yingzhou had undoubtedly considered many aspects, but he could not deny that he was genuinely looking forward to activating his Superpower this time.
Moreover, he felt no pressure regarding the activation of his Superpower, as it was a guaranteed 100% success. The over forty years of cultivating his energy were not in vain.
At the same time, Zheng Yifan quietly replaced the Test Tube that Wu Yingzhou was supposed to use for A-Level Essence with S-Class Essence.
Today's harvest was enough for him to indulge a little, as this powerful master was absolutely worth it. If he could truly activate a formidable Superpower, it would undoubtedly enhance the combat strength of the Hope Gathering Place.
As for the possibility of Wu Yingzhou surpassing himself and taking the initiative, Zheng Yifan never worried. With the Time-Space Barrier in place, if Wu Yingzhou couldn't evolve as quickly as ordinary people in the Apocalyptic World, it would be better for him to just end it all.
As Wu Yingzhou entered the chamber, the final prize for the First Prize was announced.
The First Prize offered a chance to join Hope Mall or a 50% discount shopping voucher (limited to one).
Although this essentially meant giving the winner money, Zheng Yifan still felt that the value of this First Prize was significantly lessened because A-Level Essence was priceless. Even within the Hope Gathering Place, it was something that required risking one's life repeatedly to accumulate.
Three warriors quietly left Hope Mall. They would visit Wu Yingzhou's grandson and bring him back.
They held Wu Yingzhou's token and handwritten letter, confident that their journey would be smooth.
The lottery event continued, and Hope Mall's activities had practically ignited the entire Han Sui City Gathering Place. Even many from Division One came to line up for purchases. They initially thought about cutting in line but were deterred by the intense gazes of those around them; those eyes seemed capable of swallowing them whole.
Anyone considering using force had to first take a look at the Ballista and Crossbow, then weigh whether they had heads as hard as those of the outer members of the Ice King Squad.
That could result in heads flying into the air in an instant, with blood splattering across the mall.
Unfortunately, no one cared about these things; they continued to orderly purchase their items, hoping to secure a future.
By four in the afternoon, more and more prizes were being redeemed. The sheer volume of goods drove these ordinary people into a frenzy. Some items were so desirable that even the wealthy merchants would drool over them. They shopped like mad, hoping to win the lottery for something they truly wanted.
As for the second prize, the chance to join Hope Supermarket, they paid it no mind; they only wanted the Discount Card.
Sure enough, the second Second Prize was won by a well-dressed Middle-Aged Woman. Without hesitation, she chose the Discount Card. In her eyes, the opportunity to join Hope Supermarket was utterly incomprehensible. She didn't even glance at the contract before taking her Discount Card and continuing her shopping spree. She intended to max out her spending for the day and then leave.
No one stopped her; in fact, a salesperson stepped forward specifically to assist her.
Little did she know how great an opportunity she was letting slip away. Such chances might only come once in a lifetime—if seized, one could leap over obstacles; if missed, one could only lament. This moment wouldn’t last long—perhaps a few months or a year or two—but it certainly wouldn’t linger for her.
As night fell, the crowd on Fortune God Street began to swell. The line was no longer short; those returning from outside rushed over upon hearing the news and quickly joined the queue to grab their purchases. Their spending power was formidable, but unfortunately, all the Second Prizes had been claimed, leaving only the remaining rewards. A large table of prize tickets had dwindled down to about a third of its original amount at the bottom two layers. These tickets would likely last until around one in the morning.
During the discount period, no one dared to provoke anyone else, as they would be met with the wrath of those waiting in line. Yet groups of people began to appear on street corners; they were waiting for everyone else to finish shopping before planning a bold heist.
Among those harboring such thoughts were undoubtedly some Superpowered Individuals.
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