I Can See The Success Rate

Chapter 3 – Application of success rate



Chapter 3 – Application of success rate

"Young man, winning is winning, and luck is luck. Don't get too caught up in it. Across China, there are tens of millions of lottery players, but only a few actually win big. The odds of winning are very slim..." The shop owner advised earnestly once again.

"No worries, boss. I'm feeling lucky today. Maybe all twenty of these lottery tickets will win again? Even if I lose, I don't care. It's just two hundred bucks, and I've already made over twenty thousand today!"

Bai Wu scratched his head with a carefree smile.

The owner: "..."

Following Bai Wu's request, the owner tore off twenty ten-yuan scratch cards one by one.

Without a word, Bai Wu picked up a coin and casually selected one from the twenty tickets handed over by the owner.

Under the owner's watchful eyes, Bai Wu scratched the ticket.

No win!

"Whew~"

Bai Wu clearly noticed the owner breathe a sigh of relief.

"Young man, I told you, luck is fickle and unreliable!" the owner said kindly.

Bai Wu picked another ticket with a 0% success rate and scratched it.

No win!

Third ticket, no win!

Fourth ticket, no win!

Fifth ticket, no win!

After scratching ten tickets in a row, none of them won.

Bai Wu's expression turned 'unpleasant.'

The reason for the quotation marks is that this unpleasant look was something Bai Wu put on.

In contrast, the owner let out several breaths of relief.

Seeing Bai Wu's unpleasant expression, the owner patted his shoulder and advised earnestly again, "Sigh, young man, I told you to quit while you're ahead. Luck is unreliable, and you didn't believe me. I guess winning earlier, even scratching a twenty-thousand-yuan prize, has drained all your good luck for the year!"

Bai Wu silently glanced at the remaining ten unscratched tickets, noticing one with a success rate as high as 30,000%, his expression grew even more 'unpleasant,' his fists clenched, and he remained silent.

"Boss, boss, I won again!" Bai Wu waved the ticket in his hand.

The owner smiled slightly.

Fourth ticket, 20% success rate, won ten yuan.

"Sigh, won again, only ten yuan!" Bai Wu muttered with disdain.

The owner forced a smile.

Fifth ticket, 50% success rate, won twenty-five yuan.

The owner: "..."

***

The last ticket, 30,000% success rate.

Bai Wu didn't scratch it immediately.

Instead, he held the coin, glanced at the nine scratched tickets, and muttered, "After scratching nine tickets, the highest prize is only a hundred yuan. That's too little..."

The owner's mouth twitched twice.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, please bless me. Let this last ticket win a prize over ten thousand!" Bai Wu muttered to himself.

"Young man, the odds of winning a ten-thousand-yuan prize from a scratch card are probably 0.0001%, if that. You already had a stroke of luck winning twenty thousand earlier. How could you possibly win again..."

Before the owner could finish, Bai Wu suddenly shouted in surprise, "Fifteen thousand! Boss, fifteen thousand! I won fifteen thousand! I really scratched a ten-thousand-yuan prize! Hahahahaha, my luck is truly extraordinary!"

The owner quickly leaned over to take a look.

The patterns matched.

Damn, he really won fifteen thousand!

A shiver ran through him.

"By the way, boss, what were you saying earlier about a stroke of luck?" Bai Wu suddenly asked.

"Nothing, nothing..." The owner's hand trembled as he held his cigarette, forcing a smile.

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