Exchanging for a White Slot Machine Ticket!

"You hit the jackpot! That's a White Slot Machine drop!"

Jexon was startled himself when the white light faded and revealed a **White Slot Machine**.

After all, for a low-level monster like the **Black Widow Spider**, the drop rate of any Slot Machine was incredibly low—less than one percent! To have such luck at this moment and get a White Slot Machine was surprising.

However, at this stage of the apocalypse game, White Slot Machines were no longer particularly rare. In fact, many White Slot Machines with garbage-tier options were so worthless that people wouldn't even bother opening them if given for free.

The surrounding Death Squad members glanced over at Jexon's find with indifference, while Spencer, being new to the squad, was the only one who got excited over the White Slot Machine drop.

Jexon, having lived through countless White Slot Machine drops in his previous life, remained calm on the surface. But when he walked over to pick up the White Slot Machine, he was genuinely surprised.

Spencer, curious as ever, crowded in to see what Jexon was looking at. When he caught sight of the options on the White Slot Machine, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Holy—?! This is..."

Before Spencer could finish his sentence, he caught a sharp look from Jexon, a silent warning. Spencer quickly clamped his mouth shut, though his eyes still brimmed with envy.

But soon, Spencer remembered something important—**Jexon had less than a year of life left.**

Even though this White Slot Machine had incredible options, Jexon wouldn't be able to use it himself.

So, what was he going to do with it?

Spencer was lost in thought when Jexon's calm voice interrupted.

"Hold the line here for me. I'm heading to the rear to see Hunter."

With the White Slot Machine in hand, Jexon made his way to the backlines, heading toward the logistics area.

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A short while later, Jexon reached the back where the logistics support was stationed.

Hunter saw him approaching and furrowed his brow. "Why aren't you holding your position at the front? What are you doing back here?"

Jexon held up the White Slot Machine, about the size of a large bowl, in his hand. "I just dropped a White Slot Machine while fighting."

"A White Slot Machine?" Hunter raised an eyebrow, his tone filled with disdain.

The Death Squad members had reacted calmly to the White Slot Machine, and as someone who managed low-tier supplies, Hunter certainly didn't care about something as trivial as a White Slot Machine. He thought Jexon was just ignorant, so he lazily explained:

"Death Squad members can either keep their dropped White Slot Machines for themselves or hand them over to the club."

"If you hand it over, the club will reward you with **club points**, depending on the quality of the Slot Machine. But even for the best White Slot Machines, the reward won't exceed 10 points."

"You can use the points to exchange for whatever you need from the club warehouse," Hunter added with a pointed glance. "Including **Longevity Elixir.**"

He knew full well that Jexon was running out of time and desperately needed to save up points to trade for a Longevity Elixir to extend his life.

However, Hunter was surprised to see that even after hearing the mention of "Longevity Elixir," Jexon remained unfazed. In fact, Jexon calmly said, "I don't plan to exchange this White Slot Machine for club points."

"I'm here to make a deal with you."

Hunter laughed. "A deal with me?"

"Do you really think a mere White Slot Machine could interest me...?"

Before Hunter could finish his sentence, his mocking smile froze on his face. His eyes widened just like Spencer's had earlier.

"Holy crap... this... this is..."

Hunter was so stunned he almost reached out to snatch it from Jexon's hands!

But Jexon reacted quickly, pulling the Slot Machine back before looking at Hunter with a composed expression.

"As you know, I have less than a year of life left. So, naturally, I can't open this White Slot Machine myself."

Hunter took a deep breath to regain his composure. That's right—no need to rush. This kid can't even activate the Slot Machine with his short lifespan.

Hunter calmed himself and put on a nonchalant expression. "What do you want to trade for? If you're hoping for a **Longevity Elixir**, you can forget it. After all, no matter how good this Slot Machine is, it's still just a White Slot Machine."

Hunter's words were an obvious lie.

The real reason the Slot Machine was valuable wasn't just because it had a high percentage of good options—it was because **one of those options was the formula for Longevity Elixir**! 

And the chance of getting it was a staggering 20%!

A 20% chance!

On a Slot Machine with only ten options, a 20% chance was incredibly high.

And the formula for **Longevity Elixir** was priceless.

In all of Cedar City, with its population of millions, and even after the apocalypse drastically reduced that number, there were still at least hundreds of thousands left. Out of all those people and the countless Slot Machines they spun, only one person had ever gotten the formula for Longevity Elixir.

That was how difficult it was to obtain.

Slot Machines that even had the option of a Longevity Elixir formula were incredibly rare. And on the rare occasion they did appear, the odds of actually landing on it were usually below one percent.

So, any Slot Machine with this option was already more valuable than ordinary Slot Machines. And with a 20% chance, the value skyrocketed.

If Hunter were to put this White Slot Machine up in the official player trading market, it wouldn't be surprising if someone traded a **low-grade Longevity Elixir** just to get their hands on it.

Of course, Hunter wasn't going to tell Jexon any of this. He wanted to lowball the trade.

But Jexon wasn't some clueless newbie. He knew the true worth of this Slot Machine far better than Hunter did.

However, Jexon also understood his current position. He was in no position to sell it at its full value, and besides, he had no intention of trading it for a low-grade Longevity Elixir.

After all, every low-grade Longevity Elixir on the market was produced by **Bethany**. Jexon had already sworn that he would never again use anything made by her.

Without bothering to argue, Jexon cut straight to the point, speaking with firm resolve:

"I want to trade this White Slot Machine for a **White Slot Machine Ticket.**"

"A White Slot Machine Ticket?" Hunter was taken aback.

The **White Slot Machine Ticket** wasn't a particularly valuable item. Its function was simple: it allowed the holder to spin a White Slot Machine without consuming lifespan.

In that sense, it was equivalent to one year of life.

But in reality, its value was slightly lower, akin to the difference between a $100 gift card and $100 in cash. The gift card could only be used for shopping, while the cash had more versatile uses.

Hunter had assumed Jexon would desperately want to extend his life. Yet now, Jexon was asking for a White Slot Machine Ticket...

As the low-tier supplies manager, Hunter had access to these tickets. But he was torn between agreeing outright and haggling to try to get a better deal.

Before he could decide, Jexon spoke again, his tone unwavering.

"The only thing I want is the White Slot Machine Ticket. If you're not interested, I'll just find someone else to trade with."

As if to prove his point, Jexon made a move as if he were about to leave.

Hunter knew he couldn't let such a valuable Slot Machine slip through his fingers. After a brief pause, he relented. "Alright, alright! Since you're a smart kid, I'll agree to the deal."

Hunter's decision didn't surprise Jexon. After all, trading a White Slot Machine Ticket for such a rare Slot Machine was an absolute win for Hunter.

Soon, the deal was completed. Hunter handed Jexon a White Slot Machine Ticket, and in exchange, he obtained the **extraordinary White Slot Machine.**

Though Hunter had seen countless White Slot Machines in his time, this one stirred a strong excitement in him.

Worried about losing out if he waited too long, Hunter immediately placed his hand on the White Slot Machine's center and confidently said, "Spin!"

Moments later, the machine chimed.

**Ding—**

**Congratulations! You've won the reward: Longevity Elixir Formula!**

In Hunter's hand now lay a scroll etched with mysterious runes!

Hunter stood there, stunned by his overwhelming joy. But as Jexon observed him, he suddenly sensed a cold, murderous intent.

In a flash, a dark shadow streaked past Jexon's eyes!