Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 770 - 693: Lottery, 16 Skill Books!

The Internal Affairs Hall.

As he stepped through the front door, he saw that the massive room was empty. Two coffins of varying sizes lay on the ground. If funeral music were playing, it would certainly set the scene.

If any regular person saw this, they would undoubtedly suspect that the one in charge here had met an untimely end, disappeared from this world.

But Su Ran, well versed in mysteries such as these, strode forth without a second thought, giving the larger coffin a kick that revealed the skeleton inside. He had no intention of opening the second, smaller coffin.

Why should he let the kid out? It would only bring trouble!

Thinking about the kid’s clinging antics made his skin crawl.

"Damn it, who dares... oh, it’s the respected lord. No wonder the kick was so strong! Please forgive me, lord. I didn’t know you were coming. My apologies, my apologies~!"

Steward Liu, whose sleep was disturbed, initially wanted to show his displeasure. But seeing that the intruder was Su Ran, his rising anger deflated. He quickly pulled a smile, climbed out of the coffin rapidly, and welcomed his visitor.

"Steward Liu, you seem to be living quite the relaxed life, huh? Sleeping during work hours must be quite comfortable!"

As Su Ran said these words quite nonchalantly, his eyes revealed his envy. He was dismayed to notice that despite his hard work all this time, he had a more taxing life than an NPC. He sighed inwardly that he was indeed a great example of somebody who was living like a dog...

"You jest, you jest."

Steward Liu gave a chuckle and shrugged, brushing his hands together as if he hadn’t picked up on the hint of sarcasm in Su Ran’s words, "Lord, why have you come this time? To upgrade our defenses, or to exchange wealth values?"

This old man was excellent at diverting the topic without leaving a trace. His skills at flattery were incredibly smooth, no wonder he was appointed as a steward by the system.

Su Ran chose not to argue over this matter, continuing on the same subject, he said: "I’ve got some equipment, so I’m here to convert them into wealth value."

"My lord, who did you plunder this time?"

Upon hearing Su Ran wanted to exchange wealth value, Steward Liu’s eyes instantly lit up, and he unconsciously glanced at Su Ran’s storage.

"Why does it matter to you? Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t!"

Su Ran glared at Steward Liu, but he wasn’t shy about it. He pulled out all his weapons with a swooshing noise and handed them over to the steward.

"Is this all you’ve got?"

Steward Liu couldn’t believe that there were only these few pieces of equipment and urged Su Ran to bring more out.

"What? You got used to feasting and now you despise plain soup?"

Su Ran’s face hardened, speaking with an icy tone. He could understand, seeing Steward Liu’s expression reminded him of himself. Back then, when he was at the weapon store, he had been dismissive of...

"Of course not, of course not. Please sit down, my lord. Allow this old man to categorize these."

Steward Liu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hastened to arrange the large pile of weapons.

"Sixty bronze weapons at level 10, thirty bronze weapons between level 20-40, and ten silver weapons between level 30-40."

Steward Liu thoughtfully calculated the total value, "Altogether that’s 14500 wealth values. Anything else you need, my Lord?"

"No need, you may return to your coffin and resume your daydreaming."

"Thank you for your approval, my Lord!"

Upon hearing this, Steward Liu scuttled back to his coffin as if granted an imperial edict and hurriedly took his leave from Su Ran, closing the coffin and isolating himself from the outside world.

"... "

Are coffins really that attractive to these creatures?

Su Ran was speechless. No wonder people liked to rest inside coffins after death. Even the sly merchant Yin Si succumbed to this custom. It may have a profound reason, but Su Ran found it unexplainable.

With Steward Liu gone, the room was suddenly peaceful. Feeling quite relieved, Su Ran left the Internal Affairs Hall and headed to the Academy for a quick visit.

As soon as he entered the Academy, he saw the busy figure of the book manager and skill books scattered all over the ground. Seeing this, Su Ran sighed inwardly, "Still not done after all this time? What slow job performance!"

Without bothering the hardworking manager, Su Ran spent all his Infinite Money. He drew sixteen skill books in a row. The sensation of drawing those books all at once was exhilarating!

"If only I had one thousand strands of Infinite Money, I could draw skill books till my arm gives out! I would really love to experience that sensation."

Su Ran was far from satisfied, but he had already exhausted his reserves. Reluctantly, he left the Academy and approached the Altar. He hoped that the Ghost Bone Dragon King might bring him good luck and grant him a powerful attack Bone Skill!

Leaning against the Jade Altar, Su Ran sat on the ground, spreading all the skill books in front of him, staring at them with a rush of exhilaration.

"All the Gods out there, please bless me and grant me a Bone Skill!"

Intensely praying, Su Ran hoped that his prayers could boost his luck. Although he usually didn’t believe in such superstitions, he somehow felt that this could improve his luck.

"First book... Fireball spell, damn, what a slap in the face!"

Su Ran’s face twitched, and he casually stuffed it under his bottom. He looked at the next skill book and his expression collapsed, "Second book... why is it this annoying Fireball again?"

"Damn it, bad luck! What kind of divine beings are these, get lost, don’t spoil my mood!"

Su Ran felt he had been playing the fool. He quickly shook his head as if to clear these fantastical figments from his mind.

Next, Su Ran decided to forget this ceremony. He grabbed all the skill books and began examining each one in turn.

"Fireball spell, Ice Shot, Ice Shot..."

As he murmured the names of the spells, Su Ran’s face darkened. It was inconceivable to him that with his high Luck Value of 14, his fortune could be so terrible. He had difficulty believing that he had drawn these skill books!

"Damn it! I won’t believe this absurdity!"

Soon, Su Ran gave up on reciting the names and skimmed through the books instead. When he read the thirteenth book, his eyes flamed with excitement, and he couldn’t help but break into laughter.

"Bone Skill, Poison Bone Piercing!"

"Indeed, diligence is its own reward. Finally, I’ve obtained a single-target attack Bone Skill! Hahahaha!"

Su Ran laughed openly. But when he read the next book, his joy knew no bounds.

"Special General Skill, Time Rewind!"

"Hahaha, a General Skill! Just these two books alone make my expense of Infinite Money worth it!"

With great excitement, Su Ran turned to the final two skill books. He felt somewhat disappointed. One book contained the group attack skill, Fan Qi Wave, for a berserker. The other had a defensive skill for warriors, Thorn Sting!

Even so, Su Ran was more than satisfied with the skill books he had drawn this time!