Starting from the Planetary Governor

He still had more than five hundred points, enough for five more draws!

However, he first checked the probability decay situation.

The probability of getting a basic tier item had become 70%; the intermediate tier had become 30%.

There was still a one hundred percent chance of winning a prize.

So what was there to say?

Draw again!

[Basic Science Technology: Medicine Production]

[Provides the capability to produce over one hundred and forty-three types of basic medicines, covering most common diseases and injuries.]

After acquiring this, the probability of basic tier items decreased to 50%, while the intermediate tier remained at 30%, and there was a 20% chance of drawing nothing.

But overall, there was still an 80% chance of obtaining something, so Gu Hang did not hesitate to draw again.

[Basic Science Technology: Fifth-generation ‘Walker’ Series Armored Vehicle]

[The most common armored vehicle in the Imperial Star Realm Army; capable of extending into various models, producing the ‘Advancer’ Armored Transport Vehicle, the ‘Wanderer’ Infantry Fighting Vehicle, the ‘Defender’ Anti-Air Warfare Vehicle, and the ‘Listener’ Armored Communication and Command Vehicle, etc.]

Once again, the probability for the one hundred tier items had decreased, turning into 30% for basic science technology, 30% for intermediate tier, with the chance of drawing nothing rising to 40%.

At this point, Gu Hang started to hesitate.

He still had 354 blessing points, enough for three more draws. But if he got nothing on the one hundred tier, it would be quite painful.

Conversely, the expected value of ten consecutive ten-point draws yielding one basic science technology started to seem more attractive.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Hang decided to take another shot at the one hundred tier.

He drew nothing.

It was indeed painful, but with the probabilities laid out, it was within Gu Hang’s expectations.

He did not hesitate and spent another hundred points.

[Intermediate Level: Bomb Gun]

[A high-tier individual combat weapon in the Empire; only Star Realm warriors, Battle Nuns, and a few exceptionally elite troops can master it.]

He indeed won a prize, but it was somewhat off the mark!

The bomb gun wasn’t very useful to Gu Hang at the moment.

An ordinary soldier equipped with a bomb gun would likely break their own arm with a single shot.

However, it could be set up as a fixed machine gun position, and its firepower would undoubtedly be much more formidable than that of a G9 machine gun. The issue is that it’s not very portable; soldiers couldn’t just lie down and shoot, as they likely wouldn’t be able to control its accuracy. To use it, time would need to be spent setting up the gun properly and using it as a fixed firing point.

Despite this, its tactical value was sufficient.

Moreover, once the bomb gun was available, Gu Hang’s technical experts, led by Wu Jiarong and her technical team, would no longer need to spend each day hand-making bullets for the Star Realm warriors, as the black box could produce them.

However, acquiring the bomb gun technology posed another problem – Gu Hang currently lacked the capability to expand production. While the mother black box could directly roll out a production line, a production line was different from the finished product black box. The latter could turn trash into bomb guns, but the former required the most basic components and raw materials.

For the production of bomb guns, alloy plastic steel would not suffice; even the best plastic steel would not meet the requirements of certain gun components.

It would require alloy ceramic steel, a much higher grade of alloy material.

Clearly, Gu Hang’s forces currently did not have the capability to produce this.

It seemed they could only use the finished product black box for small-scale production for now.

A bit disappointing.

Although the bomb gun technology could indeed be considered intermediate level, it did not hold high value for Gu Hang at the moment.

However, he soon got his emotions in check.

In the future, once the production capacity catches up, this thing will eventually be able to shine with the brilliance it is supposed to have. Think of it as a technological reserve for the future.

There were still 154 blessing points left, enough for one more attempt.

However, this time Gu Hang ultimately chose to stop.

He needed to save some blessing points for backup.

[Controlled Reactor], [Fifth-generation ‘Walker’ Series Armored Vehicle], [Basic Medicinal Production], [Bomb Gun].

With this haul, two advanced-level and two basic-level technologies—a total of four technologies—were a huge gain.

Now that he had the technology in hand, it would take Gu Hang quite some time to realize their value, allowing his domain to slowly digest the scientific achievements until they could truly transform into productive capacity.

Drawing too many technologies at once would still require a gradual conversion into productive capacity.

There was no rush.

Nevertheless, while he stopped drawing, he didn’t forget to take one last look at what the probabilities for the 100-tier had become.

Basic level: 50%, Advanced level: 10%.

Hmm? So the probability for the advanced level had gone to the basic level, and if you win at the basic level, the probability would then decrease to that of the air force?

He felt he had grasped another mechanism of the technological lottery system.

…

Tallying up the gains was always a joyful thing.

But Gu Hang couldn’t indulge in his happiness alone in his room for long.

The storm disaster was over, and the things he had to do became even more numerous.

Disaster relief, resettlement of people, resumption of work, follow-up production planning, city development, and the investigation and sweep of the remaining cult members in the city…

This series of tasks was extensive, complicated, and heavy.

He received a communication request from Osenia and discussed with her what needed to be done next for a little while.

Gu Hang shared his thoughts with Osenia in broad strokes, and the young lady went on her way to continue with her tasks.

Then, Gu Hang immediately went on to meet with some people.

The first ones he needed to meet were the warriors of the Star Realm and the Battle Nuns.

This belonged to the nature of diplomatic work.

These two groups were Gu Hang’s most important allies at the moment. And during the previous operations, they had paid a painful price for his cause.

Out of the seven Star Realm warriors, one had died; out of the twelve nuns, two had perished.

Gu Hang had to make some gesture of acknowledgement.

Not to mention offering some real benefits, which he now didn’t have much of to offer that they would value.

But it was precisely because of this situation that he had to be even more satisfactory in his attitude.

No matter how busy he was, Gu Hang still attended the funeral of the Phoenix.

Matins and the others returned the body of their fallen brother to their still-under-construction monastery for burial and held a small-scale funeral underneath the statue of the Divine Emperor, officiated by Priest Rizzo.

Afterward, Matins sought out Gu Hang and put forth his request.

He wanted to select two hundred youths between the ages of 12 and 19 from within the scope of Revival City to be apprentices for the warband.

The warband would personally train these youths and choose one among them to inherit the gene seed and equipment of the fallen Phoenix.

Although the death of one had grieved the remaining six Phoenixes, wasn’t this also a new beginning?