Chapter 261: One in a Ten Million Chance

After peeling off the skin of the palm tree, Bell revealed its white palm heart, which was a little like a peeled sugarcane.

Usually, the edible palm heart that could be obtained from a two-meter-tall palm tree was only about half a meter.

It was as thick as a pigeon egg.

Bell bit into it eagerly.

A crisp sound came from his mouth.

Bell looked like he was enjoying it.

He could not help but give a thumbs up.

“I have to say that this taste is really good. After being here for three days, this is the first time I’ve tasted something that I’m satisfied with.

Hearts of palm trees can be eaten as a fruit.

I believe you all know from the sound that this thing tastes very crispy. It’s a little like raw sweet potatoes, and they can give me some carbohydrates and vitamins.”

Palm hearts were very expensive in the local market.

Even here, in its native site, it could still be sold for 25 dollars a kilogram.

Moreover, the ones bought at this price were all with their skin intact. In fact, it was already very good if they weighed half a kilogram after peeling off the skin.

After a while, Bell cut down the three palm trees and devoured the palm hearts.

Although this thing could replenish carbohydrates, it was not as practical as proteins.

Moreover, it was difficult to fill his stomachs by eating these fruits and vegetables because most of them were made of water.

It would quickly be metabolized in the human body.

Protein was the first nutrition needed by the human body, especially in the wilderness. It was consumed almost every moment, so there was a high demand for this thing.

For example, in a large proportion, meat eaters were stronger than vegetarians.

Do not mention how elephants are stronger than lions and tigers. The difference in size was naturally incomparable.

If a tiger and an elephant had the same size, a tiger of the same size would definitely kill an elephant instantly.

As Bell finished his dinner, the sky gradually darkened.

His vision was greatly hindered, so he dispelled the thought of continuing to search for food.

In this dark forest, it was not wise to choose to hunt. It was too dangerous.

Bell did not want to encounter a jaguar again.

Bell returned to the shelter and climbed into his hammock.

“Dear audience, today’s live broadcast is over. If there are any new friends, please subscribe. Let’s meet again tomorrow. I am going to rest now.”

Today, Bell turned off the live broadcast very suddenly.

Many of the audience in the live-stream did not even react.

In fact, Bell, who had turned off the live broadcast, was looking forward to something else.

After confirming that his live-stream was closed, Bell brought up the system interface.

He had already accumulated nearly 800,000 popularity points.

This was the most popularity points Bell had ever seen.

Although the Amazon rainforest looked dangerous now, the benefits it brought were unimaginable.

After closing the live-stream, Bell rubbed his hands and eagerly transferred his popularity points.

Until now, his luck was very good every time he drew the lucky draw. As long as he could maintain this heaven-defying luck, his strength would definitely increase by another level or even double.

Bell couldn’t help but feel excited.

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Looking at the special lucky draw interface, he started activating it.

He looked like he was betting everything.

The needle on the wheel quickly stopped.

It was a light blue area that occupied a very small area in the entire wheel, like a needle.

The lower the probability of the color, the better the prize would be, then wouldn’t he have hit the jackpot this time?

Bell almost fainted from happiness.

The system’s notification suddenly sounded in his mind.

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining special attribute points.”

Hearing this, Bell could not suppress the smile on his face.

If he drew such a small area and obtained 30 attribute points, wouldn’t he be able to increase his strength to 40 points?

He would instantly become Superman. He could even swagger around in the rainforest.

With a nervous mood, Bell opened the personal attributes panel and looked at the stats column.

Bell was stunned. His smile froze on his face and he could no longer smile.

“System, are you f*cking playing with me?”

In his anger, Bell couldn’t help but curse.

The system did not disappoint Bell. As expected, it was still playing dead.

There was an eye-catching number in his attribute bar: 1 free attribute point.

If he remembered correctly, the system had said that the probability of obtaining such an attribute point was less than one in ten million.

But now, he had drawn it.

Bell could not tell if he was lucky or unlucky.

It was a one in ten million chance that he would encounter it.

But what the f*ck was this?

Looking at the system interface, Bell cursed.

However, the system seemed to be asleep. No matter how Bell cursed, it did not respond.

At the same time, his earlier confidence was gone. At this moment, he was only nervous.

Good lord, who knew if the system would do this again? If he drew such trash every time, he might really cry.

With a nervous heart, Bell finally pressed the wheel again and began the draw.

Looking at the rapidly spinning needle, Bell couldn’t help but pray.

“Don’t! Don’t be unlucky again!”

At this moment, Bell’s eyes were fixed on the compass. He could not help but put his palms together and pray.

If all the eight times were trash like the previous time, he would really vomit blood from anger.

Finally, the needle on the wheel slowly stopped.

This time, the needle did not stop at the blue area.

However, the location of the needle was still very small.

It was about the size of a thumb.

Seeing this, Bell had a bad feeling when he recalled the earlier situation.

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