The second draw was held.

After the lottery turntable stops, the skill appears.

Seeing this skill, Ding Peng roared and jumped up from the chair.

What to do?

Excited!

Why excited?

Because this time I didn't get heavy.

Well, I didn't get the entertainment skills section.

Now Uncle Ding’s wish is only so much. He doesn’t expect to draw such a great skill, as long as he doesn’t draw it again.

This is a cosmetics skills section!

In fact, Ding Peng was very satisfied with this skill section. After all, the cosmetics industry is a huge profit. A small bottle of cosmetics costs not much, but it makes a lot of money if you sell it.

Whether you are a young girl, a middle-aged woman, or even an old woman, or a man, you have no resistance to this thing.

Because this kind of thing can extend the shelf life of your youth and make you more beautiful.

Who doesn't want to be more beautiful?

Except Ding Peng.

Although Ding Peng has never cared about his appearance and skin, if there is a cosmetic that can make him look handsome and have better skin, he wouldn't mind using it.

Now that I don’t have to buy it, I can do it myself.

"This is a big rhythm that makes me rich." Ding Peng muttered.

As soon as I finished drawing the skills section, the system tasks in my mind came down.

"Ding~~Congratulations to the host for drawing the cosmetics skills section. Please accept the new system task. Please ask the host to occupy 50% of the Huaxia cosmetics market in one year. Based on the total consumption of the Huaxia cosmetics market in the previous year, please ask the host to make at least 100 billion Huaxia coins in the cosmetics industry within one year. The task is difficult and advanced."

Ding Peng ""

I'll go, your sister!

This guy almost pissed his pants.

He really never dreamed that the lottery was coming for the stars and the moon. As a result, the turtle grandson gave himself two advanced tasks in one breath. This is a rhythm of pure heart to let me die.

Profit of 100 billion yuan per year?

Do you know how much is 100 billion?

How many small companies do I have to earn in a year of exhaustion every day? Your mouth will be 100 billion, and you will die young!

Ding Peng really wanted to cry without tears.

He had to know that this time the system was connected with two advanced difficulty tasks, and he would not draw lottery, and he didn't even want to complete the tasks.

That's right, Ding Peng really wanted to call the Nobel Prize Organizing Committee at this time to ask if this literary prize can be obtained. I can't complete the task, right? Because after completing the task, it's really not as pleasant as failing the task.

After the mission failed, the birds were directly facing the sky. Now this is what

After using up the two lottery opportunities, Ding Peng was weak. At this moment, the system's voice came again.

"Ding~~Congratulations to the host for overcompletion of his daughter's concert mission. Now you will be rewarded with a chance to draw once. Please ask the host to draw."

Ding Peng ""

The corners of this guy's mouth were a little twitching.

He had thought about this possibility before. After all, Ding Ding's five concert tasks were completed so perfectly, all of which were over-completed, and it is very likely that he would receive another lottery prize.

But he really dared not smoke now.

To be precise, he dared not accept the system's tasks anymore.

Because these tasks are simply scary, each one will lose half of its life.

But when Ding Peng saw the lottery turntable in front of him, he was a little unwilling to accept it, thinking what if he got a more explosive skill?

Otherwise, people are greedy, Uncle Ding is no exception. He is now completely a gambler in his heart. He thinks that the goddess of luck can take care of him, so he reached out and clicked on the lucky turntable in a daze.

The lucky turntable rotated and soon stopped, and a new skill appeared.

"Ding~~Congratulations to the host for drawing a complete collection of animal husbandry and breeding skills."

Ding Peng ""

Damn, it's this a useless skill again.

Ding Peng really doesn't want this skill, because the first time he got this skill, which is to raise chickens, ducks and gooses, he can't use it.

The skill is drawn out and the system's voice continues.

At this time, Ding Peng nervously poured a glass of water and took a sip to suppress his shock.

"Ding~~Congratulations to the host for successfully triggering the hidden task. Please accept the system task. Please give birth to a pair of twins within one year. The task difficulty is super-level."

puff!!!!

When Ding Peng heard this task, he sprayed it directly.

"System, my god, you uncle!!"

Ding Peng went crazy.

You can't help but be crazy. Have a pair of dragon and phoenix births within one year?

What kind of tasks do you think of this dog? I already have five children, and I still have a baby? Do you really treat me as a pig?

The key is that who can control this thing?

Is this all based on luck? Can this become a task?

Within one year, that is, you only have one chance and you must win one shot, otherwise you won’t have a second chance.

Ding Peng really wants to die at this moment. You have to know that today the system has given him three such fucking tasks, and he will not be able to draw even if he beats him to death. These three tasks are simply scary.

Especially this last one, brother, you are really a hard work, I really can’t do it!

Just when Ding Peng was confused, the system's voice was still ringing.

Ding Peng felt like he was a little bitch. He didn't say anything but said nothing, and he would never stop talking.

Well, Ding Peng is really afraid of this dog system now, and the tasks he gives are simply not something you can accomplish by humans.

"Ding~~ The system detected that the host is currently under threat. Please eliminate the opponent within half a year and reward the lottery opportunity once."

"I"

Ding Peng didn't expect that the system still had this ability, and could detect that he was being bullied and eliminated his opponent.

In fact, even if the system doesn’t mention this, Ding Peng will do this even if he has the strength, because the times have done too much and bullying too much.

But now the system says it differently. He gave a time limit. If he completed it for half a year, he would give himself a chance to draw a lottery, then this would become a task that is not considered a task.

But Ding Peng was in a difficult situation. If there was no time limit, he wanted to wait until he was completely strong before he could clean up the era. However, the time required by the system would be different. He had to kill the era within half a year. This is really difficult. This task is undoubtedly advanced. Although the system did not say it, Ding Peng set a difficulty level for this task himself.

After finishing this task, the system disappeared again, leaving only Ding Peng, who looked desperate, sitting slanted on the sofa chair, as if he was stunned.

He couldn't stay in a daze because the next year's mission would crush him to death. Although the third mission would be great, he would be very distressed after the pleasure.

Who knows if he will shoot a mandarin duck bullet in one shot? This thing is really too difficult.

Just as Ding Peng had just finished drawing the prize and accepted the system task, Ding Ding pushed the door and came in.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? It's time to eat, what do you want to eat?" Ding Ding asked happily.

She was the most enjoyable during this period. After five concerts a year, there was basically nothing wrong. The key is that the scale of these five concerts is also super large, making her famous at its peak.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Ding Ding wanted to come over and ask what his father had to eat for lunch before he came out of the office.

But when he opened the door and saw his father sitting in front of the computer, he seemed stupid, motionless, and looked desperate, Ding was startled.

When Ding Peng saw his third daughter coming in, he raised his eyelids and looked at it, then sighed and said, "Daughter, I want to eat arsenic, buy two kilograms of arsenic for my dad."

Ding Ding ""

"Ah? What to eat?"

"Arsenic."

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Ding Ding was so scared. Why did my dad want to eat arsenic? Don’t he want to die?

She will never let her dad have any surprises. Nowadays are just beginning, so dad must be fine.
Chapter completed!