Tens of thousands of Yellow Prestige Points, if used to draw Military General Cards, would equate to dozens of Military General Cards. However, Zheng Ming just couldn't bear to use his Yellow Prestige Points to draw Military General Cards.
Following his usual rules, Zheng Ming once again started drawing Primordial cards. With one hundred and fifty thousand Red Prestige Points in hand, Zheng Ming absolutely didn't mind if he was being wasteful.
Draw, draw, draw!
Forty thousand Red Prestige Points and ten thousand Yellow Prestige Points later, fifty Primordial cards lay in his hands, each as clean as Zheng Ming's own face.
A one in a hundred thousand chance is just too slim. It's like buying dozens of lottery tickets at once, feeling the odds aren't too shabby, but winning the jackpot is something that, if it happens even once in a lifetime, would be considered lucky.
