This Bad Luck is Awesome!

Chapter 101: Chapter 90: First Prize! Chen Mo Stole the Boss’s Life?

’But what’s causing the bad luck this time?’

Chen Mo sat in his chair, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Ever since the "ding" a moment ago, he had been paying close attention but hadn’t encountered any bad luck.

There was no noise from upstairs, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary at home.

’Could it be those 10 stocks I bought earlier?’

Chen Mo then remembered the 10 stocks he had bought previously in an attempt to bait his constitution into activating, and he immediately started searching on his phone.

’Not this one...’

’Not this one either...’

’No negative news about this company...’

’No news...’

...

Soon, Chen Mo had looked up all 10 stocks.

But he found absolutely no news related to those 10 stocks!

Based on past experience, if the "ding" was because of stocks, he should have been able to find negative news about them immediately.

But since he couldn’t find anything, there was only one other possibility.

This unlucky incident wasn’t related to the 10 stocks.

’Then what could it be?’

Chen Mo sank into deep thought.

BING~

"I just printed out all 10 sets of numbers for you. Here are the tickets."

"Everyone in the neighborhood was buying, and there were so many numbers, so it took a little longer. Sorry about that."

"Good thing I managed to get them all printed before sales for this drawing closed."

Just then, Old Liu from the lottery shop sent him a WeChat message, along with 10 photos.

The photos showed the physical lottery tickets for his 10 sets of numbers.

"Alright, thanks."

After replying, Chen Mo glanced at the photos and put down his phone.

’Hm? Wait a second.’

Just then, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

’Every other time, right after the "ding," I immediately found out what the unlucky event was. This time is surely no exception.’

’This time, right after the "ding," Old Liu immediately sent over the photos of the lottery tickets I bought. Could this unlucky incident have to do with the lottery tickets?’

Chen Mo’s eyes lit up. He suspected this unlucky incident might be related to the lottery tickets he had just bought.

’What kind of unlucky thing could happen with a lottery ticket?’

’Don’t tell me I’m about to win the jackpot?’

At this thought, he immediately picked up his phone again, opened the 10 photos Old Liu had sent, and began to examine them carefully.

He compared the numbers on the tickets, one by one, against the 10 sets of numbers that DeepSeek had previously selected.

’This one’s fine...’

’All seven numbers on this one are correct...’

’This one’s correct, too...’

’This one... Huh?’

After checking a few tickets, Chen Mo suddenly noticed that the numbers on one of them were different from the numbers he had provided!

He examined it repeatedly and realized the numbers on this ticket seemed to be a combination derived from two of his other sets of numbers.

It was as if someone had picked a few digits from one of his sets and a few from another.

This created a completely new set of numbers.

’Did he enter it incorrectly?’

Chen Mo suspected that might be the case.

He compared them again and found that it was exactly as he had suspected.

Old Liu had mistakenly mixed together two of the ten sets of numbers he had sent, creating a new, third set.

It was probably just as Old Liu had said himself—the neighbors were all buying tickets, and there were too many numbers to enter.

Since they were all custom picks, each number had to be entered by hand.

And with the sales deadline for this drawing approaching, he had probably rushed to get them all in and accidentally mixed them up.

No wonder the "ding" had suddenly gone off.

Getting the numbers wrong on a lottery ticket he bought—that definitely counted as being unlucky.

What if his original numbers were supposed to win?

If they were entered incorrectly, wouldn’t he miss his chance to win?

’If the bad luck is the incorrectly printed lottery ticket, then what’s the good luck?’

’Could it be that this accidentally mixed set of numbers is the jackpot winner?’

A thoughtful look flashed in Chen Mo’s eyes. He felt this set of numbers was definitely not ordinary.

Since the "ding" had sounded, the fortunate reversal was probably tied to this very ticket.

’Unfortunately, the sales period for this drawing has already closed.’

’Otherwise, I would have bought a few more plays. When the numbers are drawn, every extra ticket is another full prize.’

Chen Mo felt a pang of regret. If he had known earlier, he could have bought more tickets with the same numbers.

Of course, if he had bought more tickets, maybe the lottery wouldn’t draw this set of numbers at all.

But he had his golden finger; once his "Concept God" ability was activated, nothing could change his good fortune.

So, it was still highly probable that this set of numbers would be drawn.

In a fight between the Concept God and objective reality, he felt the Concept God would come out on top.

But it was too late to think about all that now; it was pointless.

Just then, another very important point occurred to Chen Mo.

’I have to get my hands on that ticket as soon as possible. Otherwise, things could get messy later on.’

Chen Mo remembered that the numbers on that particular ticket were not the ones he’d given Old Liu, but the result of Old Liu’s error.

What if it won, and when the time came, Old Liu claimed the ticket was his and had nothing to do with Chen Mo?

Then there would be nothing Chen Mo could do about it.

Lottery tickets are anonymous. Whoever has the ticket in their possession gets to claim the prize.

Unless you have proof that you were the one who bought it.

But Chen Mo had no proof.

After all, this particular combination wasn’t among the 10 sets of numbers he had given to Old Liu.

"Hey, are you still at the shop?"

After a moment’s thought, Chen Mo sent a message to Old Liu on WeChat.

"Yeah, I’m still here."

Old Liu replied quickly.

"I’ll come by the shop to pick up the tickets, then."

Chen Mo didn’t say anything more, only that he was coming to get the tickets.

"Sure thing."

After seeing Old Liu’s reply, Chen Mo grabbed his phone and headed downstairs.

He walked quickly to the lottery shop near the entrance of his complex and saw Old Liu packing up, preparing to close for the night.

After all, sales had already closed for the day, so there was no point in him staying open.

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