"Let's start with a 10-pull to test the waters!"
As he spoke, Lan Qiuming decisively tapped the 10-pull button in the hero gacha pool.
"Begin the summoning."
*Swish!*
Ten shooting stars streaked across the screen, followed by a golden meteor bursting ahead of the rest.
"Holy shit! A 5-star!!!"
Lan Qiuming couldn't believe his eyes. This time, he hadn't even hit pity—his very first 10-pull had landed him a 5-star character?!
"Please don't be off-banner, please don't be off-banner!"
Lan Qiuming stared at the screen in excitement.
Then, a figure with three heads and six arms, wielding the Red Armillary Sash and standing atop Wind-Fire Wheels, appeared on the screen.
Nezha!!!
"Got him!"
Lan Qiuming slapped his thigh and shouted in triumph.
"Damn it, I never thought this eternal unlucky bastard would actually get a god-tier pull one day!!!"
For as long as he could remember, Lan Qiuming's gacha luck had been abysmal. He'd always had to whale until his wallet cried just to barely scrape together the character he wanted.
But today, against all odds, he'd pulled a 5-star in his very first attempt by the wishing pool.
Finally, his luck was turning around!!!
"Alright, let's go for the first constellation!"
Unable to contain his excitement, Lan Qiuming rubbed his hands together and tapped the "Begin the Summoning" button again.
Compared to his earlier frenzy, he was much calmer this time.
After all, the game's mechanics were designed to screw players over.
After one 5-star pull, it usually took at least 60 or 70 more pulls before another 5-star had even a chance of appearing.
And even if you did pull a 5-star, there was a high chance it wouldn't be the featured character—just some random off-banner unit.
Once you exhausted your pity, getting the character you wanted—let alone maxing their constellations—meant opening your wallet wide.
*Swish!*
Another ten shooting stars flashed across the screen.
To Lan Qiuming's shock, yet another golden meteor streaked across the display.
Once again, the three-headed, six-armed Nezha appeared.
Before Lan Qiuming could even process it, the screen showed ten cards—with the first two both framed in gold.
He'd pulled two Nezhas in one 10-pull!
"What the hell?!"
Lan Qiuming was floored.
What was going on?!
"Is this banner just handing out 5-stars for free?!"
He stared at the screen, lips trembling slightly.
"This can't be right!"
"According to the game's description, Nezha is supposed to be insanely strong!"
"Why is he dropping like candy?"
As he muttered to himself, he skeptically opened the banner details.
Before the new version's release, the game's official channels and major content creators had already analyzed Nezha in depth.
Nezha: A top-tier Pyro DPS, the undisputed king of *God Sealing Summoner* Version 2.7.
To emphasize Nezha's power, the devs had even designed two exclusive weapon banners for him—one for the Red Armillary Sash and another for the Wind-Fire Wheels.
It was a blatant cash grab, designed to milk players dry!
Logically, a character like this was meant to be a premium prize—there was no way the game would just hand him out like this.
Was this a bug?!
Or had the devs suddenly grown a conscience, shifting their greed to the weapon banner while making the character banner easier?!
Baffled, Lan Qiuming tapped the summon button again.
"Alright guys, let's do another 10-pull and see if we get another 5-star."
Three seconds later, Nezha appeared once more.
30 pulls—4 golds, 4 constellations!
Lan Qiuming was numb.
"What the hell?! Is the game broken?!"
"Did the devs mess up the rates?!"
"Did you cut some shady deal with them, streamer?!"
"...What are you waiting for, guys? Go pull now!!!"
At this point, it wasn't just Lan Qiuming's stream that was losing its mind—even Lin Suyang and the PR team members watching nearby were stunned.
"Is this game really this generous?!"
"Yeah, what kind of gacha game is this merciful?!"
"I just checked—it's called *God Sealing Summoner*. I'm already halfway through downloading it."
As they chattered, Lan Qiuming initiated another summon.
Two more golden meteors blazed across the screen.
A max-constellation Nezha emerged wreathed in blazing lotus flames, his eyes shifting from black to crimson-gold—an absolutely jaw-dropping visual effect!
50 pulls for a maxed-out 5-star—who could believe this?!
Just as Lan Qiuming was about to tell his viewers to exploit this "bug," the chat flooded with reactions:
"WTF! I did 50 pulls and got nothing!"
"My pity gave me a lousy off-banner 4-star, damn it!"
"I got one Nezha in 80 pulls—the rest were all trash mobs."
"Same here! Just got my 10th trash mob!"
"...My trash mobs are max-constellation now!"
Lan Qiuming stared at the chat, stunned. "None of you got him?!"
The chat instantly filled with "NOs."
"That can't be right... What's going on?" Lan Qiuming frowned in confusion.
"Did I just hit the jackpot?!"
"But I've never heard of luck this insane!"
As he muttered to himself, he noticed someone waving at him from the side.
He looked up to see Lin Suyang frantically pointing at the wishing pool behind him.
Lan Qiuming froze, then smacked his forehead.
Right!
He'd tossed a coin and made a wish before pulling!!!
"Guys, this is some next-level superstition!" he exclaimed.
"Before summoning, I threw a coin into this wishing pool and made a wish!"
"Is it possible that's why I kept getting 5-stars?!"
The chat instantly flooded with question marks, followed by a barrage of "ritual" messages:
"Pfft, I summoned facing the North Star and still only got a 3-star."
"I even begged Nezha like he was my son—still nothing."
"I was so scared my bad luck would scare him off that I threw out my lotus root powder. No dice."
"Red Armillary Sash!! Pull the weapon banner, Lan Lan!"
"Yeah! Try the weapon banner!"
"No way you'll get 5-stars there too!"
Seeing the chat's challenge, Lan Qiuming immediately switched to the Red Armillary Sash's exclusive weapon banner.
"Alright, guys!"
"Let's go for the signature weapon!!!"
---
Ten minutes later.
As a max-constellation Nezha stood atop blazing lotuses, wielding a maxed-out Red Armillary Sash and Wind-Fire Wheels with godly arrogance, Lan Qiuming was utterly numb.
His viewers were equally speechless.
The thrill of gacha games lay in the gamble—spending resources, hitting that summon button, and never knowing if you'd get gold, purple, or blue. That addictive uncertainty was the core appeal.
But today, Lan Qiuming had apparently raided the 5-star vault. Every 10-pull guaranteed a gold, and at one point, he'd even pulled the Red Armillary Sash, the God-Slaying Whip, and the Treasure Gourd in a single go.
It was satisfying, sure—but it completely shattered the intended experience.
"Which company made *God Sealing Summoner*? It's this popular?"
Lin Suyang's pupils shrank as he checked the stream's viewer count.
Out of curiosity, he'd browsed other gaming streams and found that *God Sealing Summoner* dominated the platform, with many top streamers featuring its gacha screens as thumbnails.
"Boss, I just looked it up," a PR team member said.
"This game launched late last year. The publisher is Digital Spark."
Lin Suyang paused. "Digital Spark? That sounds familiar!"
"It's a Nanjiang-based company—of course it does!"
"Ohhh, Digital Spark!"
Recognition flashed in Lin Suyang's eyes. He vaguely recalled Chen Jianhai mentioning that he'd gamed with the company's CEO and was on good terms with him.
As Lin Suyang researched the game, Lan Qiuming—refusing to accept his luck—whaled ten 648-packs in one go and declared:
"I refuse to believe I'll keep getting 5-stars."
"I've already emptied the character and weapon banners. Let's see what other 5-stars I can scrounge up!"
---
The next day, when Chen Jianhai woke up, had breakfast, and arrived at the hotel lobby, it was already 10:50 a.m.
Thanks to the hard work of Chen Jianhai, Xiao Lang, Xu Bo, and the bellboys, all attendees of the Little Fortune God International Beer Symposium had finally been settled into the hotel.
Today was the event's first day.
Early that morning, Huang Baichuan had gathered the international guests in a conference room for discussions.
As for meals, accommodations, and entertainment, Wen Zifan and Xu Bo had everything under control—leaving Chen Jianhai with little to worry about.
After the recent staff shortage forced him, Xiao Lang, and Xu Bo to chauffeur guests themselves, Chen Jianhai had developed an addiction to driving the Bentley. He constantly craved the thrill of hitting the gas.
But as a semi-recluse with nowhere to go besides the hotel—and too frugal to waste gas joyriding—he decided to put the car to practical use.
Whenever the urge struck, he'd check with the front desk for guest pickups. If there were any, he'd happily take the Bentley out for a spin.
It was a win-win: better guest service and his driving fix.
After breakfast today, Chen Jianhai eagerly headed to the lobby and asked, "Any pickups scheduled?"
"Yes," the receptionist checked the log. "One guest booked an airport pickup for 1:30 p.m."
"I'll handle it," Chen Jianhai said, taking the guest details.
"Sure thing, Boss!"
Keys in hand, Chen Jianhai hummed a tune as he strolled to the parking lot.
Unlock, start engine, hit the gas—all in one smooth motion!
With a sleek swerve, the golden Bentley glided out of the lot and onto the coastal highway, racing toward the airport.
---
By the time Chen Jianhai arrived, a flight from Chunyang Province had just landed at Nanjiang Happiness Airport, taxiing to a stop.
Huang Ning, CEO of "Never Expected This" Films, removed her sunglasses and disabled airplane mode.
Instantly, her phone flooded with notifications. Skimming through them, she replied to two urgent messages before a Nanjiang number called.
"Hello, this is the Langyi Hotel. Are you Ms. Huang Ning?"
"I am... Exit 3, right?"
"Correct. I'll meet you there shortly."
Hanging up, Huang Ning grabbed her bag and disembarked.
At Exit 3, she spotted a tall young man scanning the crowd.
Noticing her, he approached with a warm smile.
"Hello, I'm from the Langyi Hotel here to pick you up. Are you Ms. Huang Ning?"
"I am." Huang Ning nodded, studying him with disbelief.
This was Chen Jianhai!!!
The owner of the Langyi Hotel!!!
Since when did hotel CEOs personally chauffeur guests?!
Was this a joke?!
Huang Ning had come to Nanjiang specifically to uncover why Zhu Tingting—who'd quit the hotel—remained so loyal to Chen Jianhai that she'd turned down lucrative endorsements.
Before her trip, she'd researched Chen Jianhai thoroughly, including his appearance.
So she recognized him instantly.
But... the hotel owner doing airport pickups?!
Did he know she was Zhu Tingting's boss and planned this?!
As she met Chen Jianhai's gaze, her eyes narrowed with suspicion...
---
The golden Bentley cruised along the scenic coastal road toward the Langyi Hotel.
Blue skies, white clouds, ocean views, a luxury car, and a reasonably handsome hotel tycoon as her chauffeur—Huang Ning couldn't have asked for a better ride.
Initially, she'd assumed Chen Jianhai had ulterior motives for picking her up.
But from the moment she got in, aside from basic pleasantries, he'd kept both hands on the wheel, focused solely on driving.
Had she not researched him beforehand, she might've genuinely believed he was just a regular hotel employee.