"Forget it! Our luck just isn't good." Zhang Yuping simply wouldn't believe in the drawing, but Gao Liang smiled and said, "What do you know? The real good stuff is still coming up!" Zhang Yuping still wanted to give up, pouting and looking a bit unhappy. Now Gao Liang realized it was his turn to step in. But how? Though he was very confident, how could he possibly win the draw? At that moment, a line of text appeared in his mind: "Master! I know you're currently in need of money, and I know you actually have not a single coin left. If you truly want to win a big prize, I just want to remind you—one thing: you've developed a special ability. It's quite magical! Why not try it?" Ying'er, Ying'er—Gao Liang looked around, but didn't see the angelic little girl nearby. It seemed Ying'er had vanished. Inspired by Ying'er's suggestion, Gao Liang immediately recalled the ability of the light-based power. Since suffering setbacks during his confrontation with Zhou Chao's water-based ability, Gao Liang has been consistently enhancing his own abilities, strengthening his physical conditioning, and improving his mental focus. Thanks to acquiring a top-tier cosmic ability—the light-based one—Gao Liang has developed a certain penetrative vision, though he himself hasn't noticed it. This time, because Zhang Yuping has firmly decided to forgo the draw, Gao Liang's latent potential has been fully activated. By accident, Gao Liang glanced at the prize draw box and exclaimed, "Wow! The various tickets inside are clearly visible—yes, even the winning numbers concealed within the tickets are perfectly legible. Does that mean my eyes can see through? Amazing! Truly wonderful!" "Master! Because you've gained an energy source inaccessible to ordinary people—the light-based ability—your eyes now surpass those of the average person. According to the cosmic light principle, your eyes are known as the 'Convergence Eyes'!" A message from Ying'er arrived in his mind, leaving Gao Liang both astonished and delighted. Without hesitation, he embraced Zhang Yuping and said, "Yuping! Believe me!" "I can win every prize!" Zhang Yuping was completely unprepared when Gao Liang lifted her high, blushing deeply—this was the first time she'd been carried by a tall male student! She immediately lowered her head and gently pinched Gao Liang's arm, causing him to tremble with the pain. "Please put me down! We're just classmates!" Gao Liang didn't release her. Zhang Yuping kept pinching, and Gao Liang endured the discomfort. This time, Gao Liang had a plan—he wanted to carry the beautiful woman to the drawing stage and make everyone take notice. "Put me down! Put me down!" Zhang Yuping's voice carried clearly to everyone, drawing all eyes toward them. Gao Liang's composure was unusually thick—he seemed completely unaware. Zhang Yuping, held firmly in Gao Liang's strong and powerful arms, struggled hard but found it impossible to free herself, which was quite surprising. After all, she herself had trained in taekwondo and regularly spent ten minutes doing pull-ups every morning. In the end, she managed to shout until her voice was completely hoarse. With all the strength she had to hold onto the highlight moment, Zhang Yупing could only become more compliant. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Highlight held Zhang Yупing in one arm and reached into the draw box with the other. Nearby, a couple saw the graceful scene and decided to imitate them. "Husband! Look at that handsome guy! He's holding a beautiful woman! I want you to hold me too! I want you to draw the prize with me! I want to see your luck! And it has to be better than that guy who's so dazzling!" A young woman, beautifully made up, held the hand of a well-groomed young man, speaking in a sweet, flirtatious tone. The young man smiled and said, "Great! Great! I've been doing a fortune reading today—my financial luck is shining!" Highlight drew a ticket and tore it open right there. Everyone burst out laughing: "Only 5 yuan!" Meanwhile, the young man, holding his partner, drew a 100-yuan prize. The woman gave him a warm kiss right there and said, "Husband! You're amazing! You're absolutely better than that dazzling guy!" Zhang Yuping felt deeply embarrassed. This time, she was determined to do nothing—she would fight to free herself from being held by Gao Liang, who was so utterly ungracious! How could she, someone who still cared about dignity, be held by someone so lacking in it? Moreover, Gao Liang’s luck had been truly unfortunate. Yet Gao Liang said, “Yuping, please believe me! I really can do it! My eyes were slightly painful just now!” “Don’t deceive me! You’ve truly let me down!” By the time Gao Liang drew out his second ticket for 10 yuan, Yuping had already lost all hope. Meanwhile, the young man drew a ticket for 1,000 yuan. How could Gao Liang have such bad luck compared to this? The pain in his eyes—something he hadn’t anticipated. Since the fierce battle with Zhou Chao, that waterball has entered his eyes, and ever since, the pain has periodically flared up. Gao Liang, clearly seeing the ticket with his luminous ability—the spirit-concentrating gaze—could still make out the voucher, yet whenever he reached out to touch it, the pain in his eyes grew intense, blinding him completely. As a result, he ended up touching the voucher by accident, pushing the grand prize further away. "Let go of me! Let go of me! You're so rude! You've no dignity!" Zhang Yuping cried, biting firmly into Gao Liang's arm. Gao Liang, a resolute man, absorbed the pain silently, never uttering a single complaint. "You're just unlucky today, kid! I'm thriving both financially and personally!" the young man who had won 1,000 yuan mocked. "Oh, handsome! You're just a handsome showpiece—useless in practice! My husband, on the other hand, is absolutely outstanding! Haha!" The girl then gave her husband three passionate kisses. Highlights that he can't bear others looking down on him; he's not afraid of others' disapproval, but only afraid of falling short himself. When old Li doesn't show his strength, he feels like a sick cat. Even the top-tier campus beauty Zhang Yurong doesn't really know him well. So, using brainwave consciousness, he shouts, "Ying'er! Help me! Help me rub my eyes! Please! I know this time I can't lose! I have to win! For myself! And for Yurong!" Yet, in his mind, the following words appear: "Master! I don't want to help! Truly, I'm so envious of being with Zhang Yurong and you. But I'm truly regretful—what if I were just an ordinary person? Oh, well!" "Ying'er! I've said it before—I'll work hard to become a god! Once my abilities reach the divine level, I'll treat you well! Ying'er, believe me! Please! Help me! I can't let Zhang Yurong down! Already, people are starting to cheer and clap. Yes, three security guards have already begun walking toward me. Zhang Yurong is now absolutely hopeless! Hearing her master pleading with her, Ying'er forcibly held back her tears, flew to Gaoliang's shoulder, and with the 3,000 years of spiritual energy she had cultivated, concentrated it in her delicate hands, gently massaging the aching eyes of Gaoliang. Thanks to Ying'er's care, Gaoliang's eyes no longer ached. The young man who had won 1,000 yuan in the lottery indeed had good luck—he also happened to win an additional 2,000 yuan shortly after.