Chapter 7： Ten million yuan general winner

"Huh? Your body strength has increased so much?"

Ye Hao felt his own body, although it was not comparable to the body of the fifth-order martial artist peak after the doomsday, it was indeed much stronger than before he practiced.

After a careful comparison, Ye Hao found that the three hours of meditation training just now, although the effect is not as good as the half an hour after the end of the day, the increase in body strength is almost the same as the one hour post-apocalyptic meditation. .

Ye Hao didn't know exactly what was the reason for this, but he thought it had something to do with the spiritual substances inhaled in the body, or the drawing of the chariot of doomsday in his mind!

"Cuckoo!"

A moment of hunger came to my mind again, and the five internal organs temple in Ye Hao's body had obviously been completely rebelled.

Without paying attention to the reasons why his body became stronger, Ye Hao pushed the door out. For him, as long as it became stronger, that would be a good thing!

You can order food in the hotel, and Ye Hao didn't bother to bother, so he ordered nine dishes, a chicken, and two bottles of cold beer, and he returned to the room.

The waiter didn't ask too much, guessing that he was going to entertain a friend later.

If she knew that all these meals were for Ye Hao alone, she would definitely be frightened.

In fact, for people in the doomsday, food is life, and eating is a big deal for them. Now Ye Hao has this condition. If he doesn't eat more, he will definitely scold himself to death!

Of course, this is also because he has not completely changed the habit of survival in the doomsday for a while.

Soon, what Ye Hao called was delivered to the room. There was a large table full of them. The last two bottles of wine really had no place to put them on the ground.

Looking at the food on the table in front of him, Ye Hao's eyes were a little straight. The food that he had to work hard to get in the end of the day can only be obtained by spending some money. It is really a bargain. What is money? How can it be important to eat! !

Another gust of wind swept through the clouds. Not long after, the food on the table was all swept away by Ye Hao alone.

"Uh, cool! The end of my grassy horse, this is what life is like!"

After two bottles of cold beer, Ye Hao made a full hiccup very comfortably, and then cursed the doomsday again.

Such a life, the end will come after half a year, and it is definitely hard to have it again.

He went to bed after eating, and Ye Hao didn't bother to clean up.

Wanting to sleep comfortably in the doomsday is also extremely difficult, always worrying about all kinds of threats that may be encountered, but now, Ye Hao obviously doesn't have to worry about this.

However, he still didn't sleep as dead. As long as there was a slight abnormal sound, he would react in the first time. This was also an instinct that he retained after five years of struggle in the last days.

This sleep was until dawn. This night was the most comfortable night Ye Hao had slept in five years. It was so comfortable that he didn't want to wake up.

After getting up and washing, Ye Hao left the room, called a taxi, and went directly to the award center designated by Welfare Cai.

On the way there, Ye Hao checked the results of Shuangse Ball with his mobile phone last night.

The winning numbers are exactly: 05, 07, 12, 18, 04, 19, 13

However, the number of winners was different from the eight people in Ye Hao's mind, and they became ten.

The single bet bonus is no longer 7,853,219 yuan, but has become 6,952,114 yuan.

Seeing this change, Ye Hao couldn't help frowning.

Obviously, such a change occurred because of his appearance, and the two extra bets were exactly the two bets he bought.

Fortunately, I still won the lottery. Although the single bet bonus has become nearly 7 million yuan, but the two bets are also nearly 14 million yuan. Excluding tax, Ye Hao can still be more than 11 million yuan. For him, it is an extremely rich wealth.

But Ye Hao won't have the slightest mood swing about this. For him, money is really like paper, or it's just a bunch of numbers.

Soon, the taxi driver brought Ye Hao to the award-receiving office of the Welfare Lottery.

During the period, the taxi driver knocked on the side and asked Ye Hao several times if he had come here to receive a million bonus.

Ye Hao just said a few perfunctory sentences, and didn't pay much attention to him.

Seeing his appearance, the driver didn't ask again.

But seeing Ye Hao's calm look, he guessed that Ye Hao could not be the lucky one who won the million prize.

Otherwise, according to common sense, the winner either covered his face for fear of being recognized by others, or had an excited look, but he didn't find these on Ye Hao's face.

After getting out of the car, Ye Hao went straight to the award hall. At this time, there were already many reporters waiting for the million-dollar prize winner to appear, especially the 10 million-dollar prize winner who hit two bets, which is today's focus of attention.

But when the master, Ye Hao, passed by them, no reporter came up to ask questions. Ye Hao's performance was too calm, and he didn't seem like a person who won ten million prizes.

And Ye Hao wouldn't tell them that he was the one who won the tens of millions of prizes.

After finding the Welfare Color staff and explaining their intentions, a group of staff all looked at Ye Hao in surprise.

"You...you said you won two first prize bets? How about your winning lottery ticket?"

A staff member who seemed to be a few years older than Ye Hao, looked at Ye Hao carefully for a long time, but still looked unbelievable and cried strangely.

Ye Hao ignored his attitude, just said something plainly.

"Is it for you to check?"