Mystery: Lucky One

Amon, no, the smile of the time insect in front of her disappeared. Ten seconds later, Alice saw the time insect looking at her with a complicated expression and said:
"The main body wants to see you.

"He's going to treat you to a feast of worms."

After looking at each other awkwardly for more than ten seconds, Alice asked the alternative ingredient in front of her seriously:
"Can I run now?"

"Good question," it clapped twice in admiration, "Why don't you just run?"

Alice cautiously took a step back and asked sincerely:
"Why are you so happy?
"You are not the true body... In other words, you may also be part of the insect feast, right?"

After more than ten seconds of silence, the alternative ingredients disappeared, and Alice heard Amon's still smiling voice:
"Alice, do you really not want to consider visiting the Forsaken Land?"

Alice blinked twice and pretended not to pay attention to Amon, making sure there was no more or less in the room... Wait a minute.

Where is the diary she just finished copying?

After Alice pondered for a moment, she had to ask: "Why did you steal the diary I copied! You can't read Chinese!"

Amon was not angry, but responded happily: "You're right, it's just right, you can come to the land abandoned by the gods and bring them back."

Alice closed her mouth, gritted her teeth, and had to copy five more copies of "The Iron-Blooded Knight tastes really good" and prepared to talk to Ian later.

She once again firmly rejected Amon's invitation and decided to go out to buy ice cream.

As lunch time approached, Alice took a sip of ice cream and began to think about what to eat for lunch.

——Isn’t it normal to start thinking about what to have for lunch more than an hour in advance?
Making a decision was too difficult for Alice. Until she finished all the ice cream, Alice had no idea what to eat.

After thinking carefully for a while, the ice cream returned to its original appearance, and Alice decided to eat ice cream again.

But the second time was no match for the first time, and Alice quickly frowned, realizing that this ice cream had lost its sense of surprise to her—after all, she had just eaten the exact same one.

In line with the principle of not wasting food, Alice finally finished the ice cream in her hand and began to think hard.

Suddenly, she had an idea. She wrote the different options on slips of paper, bunched them up, and shuffled their order.

Theoretically, a simple drawing of lots would be done. As long as she randomly picks one, she doesn't need to make a decision...right?
In fact, not at all.

As long as she thinks about it, her hand reaches for the note with something written on it, and she is also controlled by fate.

In other words, from the moment she took away the dice of probability, the pretense of coincidence and accident was completely torn apart, and the tightly fitting gears were ruthlessly exposed in front of her.

Every seemingly random thing is an arrangement of fate.

And having some power over her destiny, she has successfully gained autonomy over certain things - at least on the surface. However, these ordinary daily routines have also completely lost their randomness in a sense.

In a daze, Alice remembered Song Shu's favorite card drawing game.

In Alice's view, the nature of this game is undoubtedly similar to gambling, and it also captures the gambler's mentality of players.

But in Alice's impression, Song Shu was not one of the players caught in the gambler's mentality. She liked card drawing games, but never played by herself.

She prefers to watch others play. She is...how do you say that?

In her mind, the scene of a certain afternoon gradually became clearer, and Alice remembered that she should be indoors, on the bed, holding her mobile phone in her hand.

She remembered that she only had one last chance to draw cards, but she still couldn't draw the character she wanted, so she put down her phone, looked at Song Shu who was watching the excitement and asked:
"It's the last time anyway, I'm sure I won't be able to draw it... Xiaosong, why don't you try it?"

"Not necessarily," Song Shu blinked, "Try Huanhuan again, you will definitely succeed the last time, believe me!"

Alice shook her head, threw the phone aside and said to her:

"I don't want to try it anymore...Hey, speaking of it, Xiaosong, why do I think you like to watch others draw cards, but you never touch them yourself?

"It's like there has been some kind of psychological shadow..."

Song Shu smiled, took the phone back and gave it to Alice again:

“The most interesting thing about drawing cards is the unexpected sense of surprise when you suddenly succeed after failing many times.

"In fact, it's not just about drawing cards. This is true for all games with high randomness. Using random endings to attract players is obviously the same process, but the results are very different. Drawing cards is more closely related to 'gambling' That’s all.

“But in any case, the real core is that the ending is unknown and uncontrollable. If this is lost, there will be nothing attractive about it.

"It's better to watch others having fun... Huanhuan, try again. It's the last time anyway. It won't take much effort to finish."

Alice took the phone and reopened the interface while smiling:
"After doing it for a long time, you still haven't said the reason... You can't know the result before you smoke it, right?"

"Maybe," Song Shu looked at her and smiled, "Maybe I really know?"

"Nonsense," Alice rolled her eyes, "If you are so powerful, why don't you buy a lottery ticket quickly?"

Song Shu watched her finger click on the confirmation button and smiled: "Look, I knew you wouldn't believe it... Ha, look, I said I would win, right?"

In the golden light, the limited characters in the card pool appeared on the screen. Alice remembered that she completely ignored what Song Shu said just now, turned her head and said to her excitedly:

"Then I really want to thank our kind little Song for lending me the luck!"

"You have to pay it back." Song Shu also looked very happy, her eyes curled up when she smiled.

"Eh?" Alice's eyes widened and she looked at her accusingly, "Okay, so that's what you had in mind! You just wanted to trick me into painting for you in just one sentence. What a beautiful idea!"

The matter ended here. Song Shu blinked twice and quickly changed the topic.

This was just an everyday fight between good friends - that was exactly what happened before I remembered Song Shu's last smile.

Alice clenched her fist unconsciously. She couldn't help but want to think in this direction, but her hands subconsciously groped around the table and gathered up the paper balls.

"I haven't decided what to eat for lunch yet... let's talk about it after dinner?" Alice whispered to herself, as if she was advising someone. (End of chapter)