As for the truth of the war, it is not something Li Fan can know at present.

When the clouds that enveloped everyone's heads gradually dissipated, when the recruited monks returned to their hometown.

This battle that lasted for more than eight months gave people the impression of being a dream and seemed to have never happened.

Only when you occasionally mention those monk friends who have disappeared forever can you recall this tragic war in a trance.

Li Fan naturally also had a well-known monk who died in the war.

Not to mention Chen Ying, the pharmacy who died early in the Wu Laohui sneak attack.

Cong Yunhai Martial Arts Hall, Jiang Zhengji, and Du Xingchang both died.

Cezhentang also suffered heavy losses.

Three people were recruited.

Gong Boyu and another Nascent Soul Formation Master named Mu Bowen were affected by the battle between the powerful god-turned-gods and were unable to survive.

Only Zhang Zhiliang survived.

The rest served in various positions in Wanxian Island. They had only met Li Fan once, and the monk who fell in this battle.

There are countless more.

The tragic battle in Tianlingzhou can be seen.

Fortunately, the most in this world is the monks who are struggling to fight to the death.

With a notice from Tianxuan Mirror, soon everyone left behind the war and the death it brought.

Within three years, every monk can purchase exercises at a 30% discount at the original price.

Each person is limited to purchase one, and no gifts are allowed.

As soon as the news came out, the monks who were still a little bit sad were all cheered up and excited.

The contribution level was originally a little less, and I could buy it after the discount, so I naturally bought the skills I thought I had just thought of and started practicing happily.

The contribution is much worse, but after three years of hard work, I can barely buy the skills.

Then I started to do tasks frantically and accumulate contribution.

Finally, there are those monks who have no contribution left and no matter how hard they work for three years, they will have no chance.

Some methods of "borrowing" and "get rich overnight" have become his life-saving straw.

As Cong Yunhai's most famous method of getting rich, the anchored [Dingyu] in the end of 16 years attracted several times more monks than usual to participate.

Above the island, people were crowded with people coming to join in the fun.

Li Fan was naturally in it.

He clearly remembered that this time the fish captain was a white pomfret.

Although his contribution is sufficient, Li Fan will not miss any opportunity for wealth growth.

Select the target and place a bet.

The twenty-seven-day observation period flashed by.

Soon the day the lake erupted towards the sky and the grand prize was born.

Most of the monks had red eyes and nervous expressions, and did not dare to make any abnormal sounds. They just stared at the countless fish fighting each other in the lake below.

The final result surprised Li Fan.

The fish captain this time is not the white pomfret that Li Fan remembers.

It was a marble with golden light and full of vigor.

"I've won! I've won!"

Amid the sighs and curses of the monks, an extremely excited howling sound was even conspicuous.

Looking in the sound, Li Fan saw a young monk with messy hair, dressed in a torn manner, but at this moment he was extremely excited and his face turned red.

"Big lottery! I won!Big lottery!"

As if he was afraid that others would not know, he shouted wildly.

Ignoring many gazes that could kill people, the young monk raised his head and laughed like crazy.

"I'm going, isn't this Han Yi? I heard that some foundation-building master had cheated all his money a few years ago and lived a miserable life. I didn't expect that today it will be running around and won the first prize!"

"What a fucking luck!"

"Why is it not my turn to do such a good thing? This time I lost all the hundreds of contributions I had finally saved!"

"This time, so many people are still the first prize. Winners take all, and the end of the year, we must clear the usual prize pool..."

"Fuck, the final reward is estimated to be at least one million points to contribute upward!"

After estimating it a little, the monks looked at Han Yi differently.

And Han Yi, who was a little lost in his mind because he won the first prize, finally realized something.

As more and more eyes, his expression became nervous and uneasy.

Fortunately, the rules of [Fishing] are still there, and in public, the safety of the winners is still guaranteed.

Otherwise, it would be so easy to kill people and seize treasures. Once the rules are broken, there will definitely be fewer and fewer monks who will play this [Fast Fish] in the future.

It would be better to use this to promote it and attract more monks to participate in the future.

The poor little foundation-building monk made a desperate bet and turned over completely.

From then on, we reach the peak of life, and the Nascent Soul and the God Transformation are expected.

What other slogans are more attractive than this living example?

With eye contact between several organizers of Dingyu, Han Yi was quickly taken to the center of the crowd.

After some calculations, the huge reward of a total of 1.56 million contributions was transferred to Han Yi on the spot.

Han Yi, who received the reward, lost his excited expression.

I just became a little confused, as if I couldn't believe that all this was true, and my face was a little confused.

The greed that appeared in the eyes of those onlookers became more and more scary.

For the sake of this lucky person's personal safety, several organizers of Dingyu decided to escort Han Yi back to Wanxian Island in person.

Those monks who had all the chips won by Han Yi followed unwillingly.

Soon, surrounded by everyone, Han Yi left the sea area.

Only the tuna leader who is quietly digesting the essence of other participating fishes is left.

And Li Fan.

Looking at the tuna captain whose breath was growing stronger, Li Fan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Why is the result of this life different from what I have experienced?"

"Where are the variables?"

Li Fan, who lost the grand prize, did not feel much of an imbalance in his mentality.

In addition to setting fish, he has many other ways to earn a lot of contribution.

The reasons for different results are what he is really interested in.

"In theory, except for a little more people participating, nothing can affect the results of fishing."

Li Fan stood there and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't get a reliable answer.

So I used the secret technique of "Transforming God One" to continuously play the picture of the fish that had just been determined in my mind.

Slowly, Li Fan saw some clues.

Li Fan believes that "there is no big variable" is viewed from the perspective of a monk.

But from the perspective of countless fish participating in the determination of fish, variables are everywhere.

It may be a change in water flow caused by an item discarded by the monk's casualties.

It may also be a fish that was intimidated by the aura of a monk and changed its movement trajectory.

...

Because the fish are too weak, and the monks are too powerful.

If you are weak, you cannot keep yourself alone. You can only follow the trend and be merciless under the so-called variables.
Chapter completed!