Lottery

"Woof!"

Big Yellow barked again, then it arched its body and jumped up to the flying carpet.

It would not have had the guts to do so if the flight equipment belonged to someone else. Since Ou Yangming was the one that refined the carpet, the big yellow dog regarded it as its own.

This was Big Yellow's logical thinking—anything good that belonged to Ou Yangming belonged to it too.

The flying carpet lowered a little, but it quickly went back to its normal state and rose higher. Nonetheless, Ou Yangming helplessly made it stop when they were close to the roof.

He was certain that the flying carpet could fly inside this room, but he could not measure how high it could fly, as well as its speed.

Just as he was going to control the flying carpet to fly out of the building, Tian Yinghao's voice could be heard outside the courtyard.

"Brother Ou, the Lottery Meet is starting soon, so let's go now!"