Throwing a steel coil at supersonic speed with one hand, you let me travel through the heavens!

"The matches on the 13th are over, so I'll start from the 14th. The first match is Qatar vs. Switzerland, right? I'm going to guess eight matches in a row."

The shop owner pressed the cap off his pen and said with a smile, "How much are you betting?"

"Let's start with 2000," Wei Qingzhou replied.

"2000?"

The shop owner and several other lottery players who had come to join the fun were stunned.

The boy, buying lottery tickets for the first time, immediately placed an eight-leg parlay bet, betting 2000 yuan, which was truly astonishing.

The boss coughed and said, "I've placed a bet of 2000 yuan. If I guess wrong on even one of the eight games, it's all for nothing."

"And it's about predicting the score, which is even more difficult than simply predicting the win, loss, or draw!"

A man next to him handed his completed single-game betting form to the shopkeeper, saying, "Yeah, young man, take my advice. Newbies should bet on one game at a time. At least watch the games first and get a feel for the strength of each team."

"By the way, do you watch football?"

"I won't look."

"?!"

Everyone was stunned.

Goodness, a complete newbie! He really doesn't understand anything.

"How can you guess if you don't even know which team is strong and which is weak?"

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

"2000 yuan down the drain, haha, if your parents knew, they'd be in for a good meal of roasted pork on bamboo slabs."

In fact, Wei Qingzhou initially wanted to place the highest bet, but as a teenager, he was afraid that spending so much money to bet on football would cause unnecessary trouble, such as contacting his parents, so he reduced the amount to a thousand yuan.

"Handsome, why don't you calm down?"

While recording betting slips and printing lottery tickets for others, the shop owner replied seriously, "Although an eight-leg parlay has high odds, the probability of winning is too low. Your 2000 yuan is not a small amount..."

"It's not 2000," Wei Qingzhou interrupted him, pushing the second betting slip in front of the counter. "It's 2000 per bet. I'm placing two bets on the same eight-fold parlay."

The shop owner picked up the betting slip, glanced at it, and his lips twitched immediately.

[Spain vs. Cape Vid]

Score: 0-0

Are you kidding me?

Do you know Spain?

"Yes, Spain, its full name is the Kingdom of Spain, a parliamentary constitutional monarchy, with its capital Madrid, located in southwestern Europe on the Iberian Peninsula."

The boss was both amused and exasperated: "Who told you that!"

"Spain is a strong team that has won the World Cup and the European Championship. How could they possibly draw with Cape Vitória, and even draw 0-0?!"

"Young man, you really don't understand football," another person scoffed, shaking his head. "Spain can easily score three or four goals at Cape Vidépé, and you guess it's 0-0? You're not giving away money like this, are you?"

An old man confidently declared, "If you can guess this correctly, you're my grandpa!"

"I get it. You're fantasizing about a high odds of an upset, and then you'll become rich overnight, right?"

"Damn it, if Spain and Cape Videla draw, I'm going to be in trouble on the rooftop."

Wei Qingzhou calmly asked, "Can I buy it? If not, I'll go to another store."

"Yes, you can buy it."

It's your money anyway.

The shopkeeper sighed and used the machine to print out the lottery ticket for Wei Qingzhou.

The lottery ticket was the only proof of purchase, so Wei Qingzhou carefully put it away, turned around, and pushed open the door to leave.

The lottery shop behind me was quiet for a moment before becoming noisy and bustling again.

Some said, "Two thousand yuan is gone for good," others said, "Young people these days always dream of getting rich overnight," and still others said, "Tsk tsk, an eight-fold accumulator, with those odds, if he wins, he'll be a billionaire."

"Hahaha, what are you thinking? There's absolutely no way you'll win!"

"If he wins, all of us veteran lottery players would be millionaires by now!"

The laughter could be heard even through the glass, but it was quickly drowned out by the sounds of traffic on the street.

Wei Qingzhou stood by the roadside waiting for a car, preparing to go to the next lottery shop.

The World Cup is still a long way off, so he needs to buy a few more tickets.

The boy paid no attention to the doubts and ridicule of others.

What's wrong?

He wasn't guessing the game.

He copied the answers!

Busy until noon, Wei Qingzhou left the last lottery shop, randomly picked a beef noodle restaurant on the roadside, ate a bowl of fried rice, and then headed straight for the high-speed rail station.

He has only one thought in mind right now—to go home!

Sitting in his seat on the high-speed train, Wei Qingzhou closed his eyes to rest, sorting out the plans he had come up with at the steel factory one by one, and making reasonable allocations for the next hour.

The next time you enter the instance will still be 72 hours later.

Therefore, he cannot afford to waste a single minute or second!

Back in Ancheng, after getting off the high-speed train, the boy took a taxi straight to the Sunshine Garden residential area.

Unit 1, Building 7!

Before even entering the building, Wei Qingzhou suddenly stopped, his pupils slightly contracting.

An elderly woman with gray hair and a hunchback was standing at the entrance of the building. She was wearing an ordinary floral shirt and squatting on the ground feeding stray cats.

The next instant, Wei Qingzhou's fighting instincts and conditioned reflexes made him raise his right hand, almost summoning a hot-rolled steel coil from his system space to smash it.

Fortunately, the boy woke up in time and stopped himself from doing so.

"That was close!"

Wei Qingzhou broke out in a cold sweat, still shaken.

This is the real world, not a dungeon. Apart from inherent abilities, other abilities can only be used in the dungeon world.

In other words, if he takes out a 30-ton hot-rolled steel coil from the system space, but his ability doesn't work, he will have the chance to experience firsthand just like the other evil beings who were crushed to death by the steel coil, becoming the first, and most likely only, reincarnator in history to be crushed to death by the steel coil he summoned.

Meow~

The timid stray cat was happily licking a cat treat when it noticed a stranger approaching. It turned its head, glanced at the stranger, and then ran away on its hind legs.

"Little Flower, you haven't finished your cat treats yet!"

When Grandma Zhou saw the calico stray cat run away, she quickly called out to it, but the cat didn't even turn its head and darted into the green belt, disappearing into the rustling sound.

Left with no other choice, the old man got up and looked up to see Wei Qingzhou: "Little Wei, you're back."

Wei Qingzhou raised his right hand, made a bend in mid-air, and then circled it to the back of his head, touching his head as he smiled and said, "Hello, Grandma Zhou."

"Xiao Wei, have you finished the college entrance exam? How did it go?" Grandma Zhou smiled kindly as she rolled up the cat treat and stuffed it into the cloth bag slung over her shoulder.

When the bag is opened, you can see food such as cat food, freeze-dried food, canned fish, and cat treats.

"Grandma Zhou is a cat lover..."

Wei Qingzhou's eyes flickered slightly as he said, "So-so, the results aren't out yet."

"If you say it's so-so, then it must be very good. What score did you estimate?"

"I don't know, I didn't estimate," the boy answered truthfully.

Actually, several top students on the school's honor roll asked him to check their answers and estimate their scores, but Wei Qingzhou was busy with other things these past few days and naturally didn't have time for that.

He then changed the subject: "Grandma Zhou, what brings you back?"

Grandma Zhou said, "It's almost the rainy season, and I don't know if the windows are closed. I have to come back and check."