「On the other hand.」

If he were to use a machine to pick the numbers, he might not dare follow suit and buy. Although Qin Mu used to win the lottery every time he bought tickets, it was always with specific numbers in hand. Those numbers could have been insider information, which he knew about beforehand. But a machine pick... was entirely random. If he really won the jackpot on all of them, that would mean he had saved the entire galaxy in his past life.

"Let’s go with a machine pick. Can you even do it here or not?" Seeing the shopkeeper’s reaction, Qin Mu spoke with some displeasure.

This shopkeeper’s behavior is getting stranger and stranger. Hesitant and dragging his feet. With business coming to him, he even puts up unnecessary obstructions, one problem after another.

"Yes, yes, I’ll do it right now," the shopkeeper gulped, nodding eagerly.

He returned to the computer and began to select from various lotteries. His shop offered an extensive range of lotteries with wide coverage, so any type could be chosen.

Realizing he might have offended Qin Mu, he didn’t dare to delay and quickly started the machine pick.

Five minutes later, he printed out all five thousand tickets and handed a thick stack of them to Qin Mu.

"Mr. Qin, here are your tickets, not a single one is missing. Would you like to count them?" he wiped the cold sweat from his brow, speaking cautiously.

Looking at the pile of small paper slips before him, the corners of Qin Mu’s mouth twitched.

Fully five thousand tickets. If I were to count them... It would take at least an hour or two.

"Forget it, I trust you," he said casually, looking at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper, as if granted a pardon, nodded repeatedly, ensuring, "Mr. Qin, please rest assured, my shop has complete surveillance, and I can guarantee my integrity. If any ticket is missed, I will deliver it to you immediately, and there will be no embezzlement!"

His colleague from the past who had embezzled Qin Mu’s lottery tickets... was still locked up in jail.

When dealing with Qin Mu... he dared not entertain any crooked thoughts.

Finally, he personally grabbed a large bag and helped Qin Mu pack all these tickets inside.

He watched Qin Mu leave the shop. Only after he was certain Qin Mu wouldn’t return did he sit down in his chair, relieved.

That half-hour just now... It felt like I had walked through the gates of hell. Fortunately, Qin Mu didn’t seem to have any ideas against me.

Afterward, he sat in front of the computer. Staring at the records of the five thousand lottery tickets in the backend, he fell into deep thought.

These five thousand lottery tickets... These records, dense with system-generated random numbers, to anyone else, would seem like frivolous spending by someone with more money than sense if they were to buy these tickets. But the one doing this is Qin Mu! In the domain of lotteries, he has left behind many legends! Should I... take the risk just once?

Clenching his teeth, a wild idea suddenly sprang into his mind.

If these lottery tickets were to win... I plan to buy ten thousand tickets at once! Two of each kind! However, spending twenty thousand yuan is not a small expense for me. If I win, I’ll make a fortune. If I lose... I’d be throwing twenty thousand yuan down the drain. To be precise, without even causing a splash!

「Zizhou.」

In a high-end residential complex, at eight o’clock in the evening, Qing Lan was lying at home before her livestream, bored and playing video games by herself.

Even though she was a streamer with quite a few fans, not a single one from her fan group wanted to play games with her. Every time she posted a team-up invitation in the chat group, incredibly, not a single person would join! Instead, her fans would mock and tease her in the group. This was in stark contrast to other female streamers.

"up, come play a game. I recently watched a new strategy video on playing a wildcat jungler, and I’ve practiced several ranked games already—super slick."

Out of boredom, she sent Qin Mu a team-up invite.

However, minutes later, Qin Mu sent a message: "I’ve been quite busy recently, working overtime, don’t have time to play games."

Looking at this reply, Qing Lan pouted. That’s just an excuse! was her first reaction. But on second thought, she couldn’t help but type and ask, "up, you’re not busy preparing for a lawsuit, are you?"

A couple of days ago, she had also seen the news about the tragic death of a beloved dog at a nursing home making rounds on the internet. It was causing quite a stir. Her friends and close girlfriends were all talking about it, and it was very high-profile.

Combining that with what Qin Mu said, she became even more suspicious that he was busy with preparations for a lawsuit.

"There are quite a few trolls, so remember not to spread the word, to avoid alerting them," he replied before long, seemingly confirming it.

Reading this, Qing Lan grew excited. "You’re awesome, up! May I ask how many defendants there are this time? Is it more than the last time?!"

In her memory, during the last case of a valiant act leading to death while chasing a suspect, Qin Mu and a few other courageous individuals were also vilified across the internet. And this time... the scale seemed much bigger than the last.

"Many more than last time."

On the other side, Qin Mu collected lawsuit materials while responding to her off and on.

Seeing the information Qin Mu revealed, Qing Lan’s excitement grew.

She was dying to announce this in her fan group. Many of her fans were also fans of Qin Mu. Every day, people in the group asked when Qin Mu’s next video would be updated.

"By the way, up, do you have enough money? If not, I can lend you some more. Don’t be shy with me," she said, suddenly remembering something and speaking with genuine concern.

The last time he sued the entire internet, I contributed as well. I lent him six million. Afterward, Qin Mu returned seven million to me, principal plus interest. In and out, I made a tidy profit of one million.