But after repeatedly questioning his heart and discovering that this feeling was indeed not groundless, Somo let out a long breath and said silently to the void.

"System, continue extracting!"

Throw the Fletcher-class destroyer card next to the previous fishing boat.

This time facing the pile of flying cards and pinpointing Dongfeng's position, Sumo did not hesitate and took action three times in a row.

The first one has no feel.

The second picture also has no feeling, 2000 disappears!

Even in the third picture, that mysterious feeling has not yet arrived.

The survival points in the lower right corner have now gone through 3000 points like water.

But looking at the pile of flying cards and feeling the strong call from the Hope to him, Somo gritted his teeth and took out the card again.

The fourth one! No!

The fifth one! No!

The set bottom line was breached, the survival points plummeted to eighteen thousand points, and a full six thousand points disappeared into nothingness.

This gambler's madness made Somo's eyes turn red, and the bloodshot eyes burst out.

Six thousand points, a full week's accumulation, disappeared in less than three seconds.

This is simply a great torture for a Scoia'tael.

but.

The feeling conveyed by the Hope is still calling strongly, and the calling voice is getting louder and louder!

It seems that in the next second, the card that Nozomi longs for will appear.

"No matter what, since this lottery is related to the Hope Number, then I will follow this feeling. Even if I finish all the draws, I will not regret it!"

Gritting his teeth and looking at the still endless pile of cards, Somo continued to stretch out his hand.

The sixth one, no!

The seventh one, no!

The eighth. The ninth. The tenth.

Wait, this feels like it!

Seeing that there were only 13,000 survival points left, just when Somo numbly took out one and was about to continue reaching out, his feeling changed!

The tenth card suddenly burst into golden light the moment it was taken out of the deck.

And even the lottery page was forcibly stopped, causing all the cards to stop rotating rapidly.

The Hope, hidden in the void, rushed out as if it had broken through a barrier.

One ship, one card.

It's as if there are invisible chains tied together, making the frequency of light breathing consistent.

It's as if the ship on this card and the Hope come from the same source, and the two are like brothers.

"Damn, eleven thousand points, did you really let me gamble?"

Feeling the undisguised longing in the heart.

Looking at the radiance of only the last of these twelve cards, Sumo's face showed a hint of astonishment as he had no time to react.

Eleven thousand points, under such huge pressure, Sumo felt like his back was wet with cold sweat, even if he was in the system space.

“I won’t bet anymore, and I won’t bet again in the future!”

At this time, after repeatedly confirming that this was not a lie, Sumo sat down feebly, feeling as if his whole body had been drained.

This gambler's feeling is certainly very satisfying when you win the bet.

But who knows what will happen if these survival points are spent and haven’t been gambled out yet!

Instead of continuing to turn over the cards slowly, after taking two deep breaths and feeling his beating heart, Somo revealed the entire card.

Familiar taste.

A familiar recipe.

Although this was the first time he saw the ship on the card, in his dream, Somo had actually boarded it more than once.

From his naval guns, to his missile launches.

From his air power, to his underwater defense system.

The battleship on the card is not unfamiliar. It is the highest-level destroyer family within the scope defined by the game.

First class destroyer!
Chapter completed!