Ordinary jars worth a hundred points didn't need to appear.
The drop rate was too low.
And the skills that Ei needed to resurrect the dead... at least a Purple grade item or higher was required to make the power of resurrection possible.
So at least, she had to draw from the primary jars.
"Excuse me, does Store Manager Takumi have any recommendations?"
Looking at the jars in front of her, Ei had difficulty choosing.
So she wanted to ask Takumi for help.
Judging from their previous exchanges, she felt that Takumi would not cheat her.
It had to be said that in terms of interpersonal communication, she was still too simple.
Fortunately, Takumi himself was not a bad person.
After all, customers were his financial resources, and sustainable development was the right path.
It would be foolish to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.
He was still willing to help with such a small task.
It definitely wasn't because of Ei's appearance... probably.
"The probability of getting good things from the advanced jars will be higher. However, with your Origin Points, you can only buy two advanced jars."
"It's too hard to get what you want with just two."
Takumi thoughtfully analyzed.
"Although you can draw 200 primary jars, the probability of drawing good things is too low."
"It's not impossible to get something that meets your needs, but the probability is also low."
Generally speaking, when one was lucky, they could only draw Blue items at most.
Only with exceptional luck could one draw Purple items.
It was almost impossible to get Orange and Gold.
And for Ei, only items of Purple grade and above were meaningful.
In this regard, junior jars offered little hope.
She couldn't afford enough high-end jars.
So—
"I recommend that you draw at least ten intermediate-level jars. With the remaining 100,000 Origin Points, whether you do single draws on high-level jars to gamble on luck, or do a ten-pull on intermediate-level jars to stack probability, is up to you."
Takumi said this.
—There was no guarantee anyway.
"That's about right."
Shiroyasha on the side also nodded, agreeing with Takumi's calculation.
"However, we still recommend that you use the remaining 100,000 Origin Points for a ten-pull!"
"Why?"
Ei asked curiously.
"Sigh..."
Shiroyasha let out a long sigh of relief, posing as a senior.
She shook her head quite lonely, as if she was imparting the wisdom of an elder.
"Because, with a single draw, there is no miracle!"
This somber look made Ei stunned for a moment.
"Although I don't understand it very well, thank you for your suggestion."
Ei thanked her very politely.
Then she said to Takumi.
"Then according to Store Manager Takumi's suggestion, please give me ten intermediate jars first!"
"No problem."
Takumi nodded.
With a flick of his sleeve, ten intermediate jars appeared on the table.
Then they were pushed by Takumi in front of Ei.
"This is... the hope to save my sister!"
Looking at the dark and unremarkable jars in front of her, Ei couldn't help feeling a little excited.
Her eyes shone slightly, and the tips of her hair glowed, which was a sign that she had used her divine power.
Although one wanted to retort...
Is it necessary to use divine power just to open a jar?
But considering her mood, Takumi didn't say anything, just reminded her.
"Just open it by hand!"
"Un!"
Ei nodded heavily.
Then, as if holding on to a life-saving straw, her slender, fair fingers grasped a jar and unscrewed it directly.
With this posture, it looked as if she was about to smash a person's skull open. Shirayukihime, who was watching, shivered.
She thought it was a crime scene.
As a Kagemusha since childhood, Ei, who had been fighting and killing all the time, didn't feel that there was any problem with her actions.
After opening the jar.
A familiar and dazzling light appeared.
Shiroyasha, who was reminded of painful memories, couldn't help but close her eyes and comfort her.
"Even if you can't get anything good, don't be discouraged."
"It's all about luck when you open a jar. I've opened so many high-level jars and only got White and Green products. It's normal for you to draw an intermediate jar and get nothing."
Knowing that Ei was trying to save her sister, Makoto.
Shiroyasha had a good impression of Ei, and couldn't bear to see her disappointed, so she comforted her in advance.
Lest the other party's hope be broken; it would be too sad.
The voice just fell.
She was about to open her eyes to see what Ei had drawn.
She found that a group of shining purple light filled her field of vision.
Then, she saw.
Holding the purple light orb, Ei looked at Shiroyasha with an uneasy expression and asked.
"Lord Shiroyasha, may I ask, is it bad luck to open Purple items from the intermediate jar?"
After being sluggish for two seconds, Shiroyasha realized the current situation.
"Pfft!"
Shiroyasha was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
My advanced jars only opened Green garbage, and the best record was only Blue.
You have an intermediate-level jar, but you opened a Purple Rare-level item?!
Damn it! You damn European Emperor!
If you are lucky, it doesn't matter, but you still have to run in front of me and ask?
To add insult to injury?!
Too cruel!
Shiroyasha was so angry that her flat chest was about to burst.
She knew that Ei didn't do it on purpose, and she really didn't understand the classification of commodity grades.
But that was what made it even more annoying.
It was full of unintentional mockery.
"Hahaha!"
Looking at Shiroyasha who almost had a brain hemorrhage, Takumi laughed out loud with no conscience.
"Shiroyasha, didn't I tell you? A guy with bad luck like you, it's hard to find a second one."
"So, don't think others will be like you."
"However, speaking of which, I really admire you for being so unlucky yet resilient, and still having the energy to comfort others."
If it could be said that Shiroyasha was so angry that she vomited blood just now.
Now, teased by Takumi, Shiroyasha was completely sunk.
I thought we would be teammates.
Unexpectedly, I am the only one with bad luck?
Shiroyasha, who was traumatized, squatted in the corner without a word, hugged her knees with her hands, and fell into a depression.
"Then... did I do something wrong?"
Seeing Shiroyasha like this, the deeply disturbed Ei asked Takumi with guilt.
"It's okay, it's none of your business."
Takumi waved his hand.
"Let her be alone for a while; this kind of psychological trauma has to be healed by herself."