Boxes the size of my fist, each with a large question mark embedded in the center, were stacked up to the ceiling. Beside them was an information board listing the items obtainable from the random boxes and their probabilities.

“Whoa? What are these houses?”

Images of various shaped houses were placed at the top of the information board, accompanied by the phrase ‘Probability 0.1%’. There were caves, cabins, temples, and ancient castles—a diverse variety.

“They’re highly efficient furnishings that can decorate the limited artifact space to perfection! If your terrarium artifact hasn’t been expanded much yet, there’s no better item than this!”

Perfect! Mini houses! That one would suit Daisy, that one would suit Mesquite, and that one would drive Elder wild… I had so many things I wanted that my eyes were spinning.

I picked out a wishlist by pointing at each picture one by one. Besides the houses, I was also strongly drawn to that white fountain with crystal-clear water gushing out in bursts. There’s even a rainbow hanging over it, right? Probability doesn’t matter. I’ll just keep pulling until I get them.

“Pant, pant, I’ll buy all the random boxes here! From here to over there, all of them!”

“Excessive gambling is harmful to mental health. Our workshop values this principle and only sells a limited quantity per druid.”

“No! I said I want to buy them! Why do I need a reason! Besides, if you’re so worried about mental health, why even have a capsule system in the first place?”

Take my diamonds! Let me boost your sales! Despite my relentless urging, the attendant just smiled awkwardly, saying the rules couldn’t be helped. It was bleak. Why can’t I do unlimited pulls when I have the diamonds….

Forced to compromise with reality, I paid for the pile of random boxes in front of me. The amount I could buy was exactly 200. At 15 diamonds per box, a total of 3000 diamonds vanished. In exchange for the purchase, I received a bundle of lucky tickets.

Suddenly, the few customers around me all gathered over. Oh, looks like someone’s opening random boxes. Let’s watch! There’s a certain fun in spectating someone’s pulls.

From the first box, I got a single piece of wooden fence.

What the… Looking at the guide, the fence item has an 80% chance. In other words, it was a filler item. A quantity-filling item placed there to manipulate the odds. Without a second thought, I tossed it aside.

“If you’re throwing that away, could I have it?”

The person who quickly grabbed the box spoke to me. Oh, whatever, you’re throwing it away, so do as you please. Wait, hold on.

“It’s fine if you just pick it up, but then give me the lucky ticket.”

“Well, I wasn’t expecting to win anyway. Here you go!”

I received a star-shaped piece of paper with a number on it.

“Can I also pick up what you throw away if I give you a lucky ticket?”

“Yeah.”

After that, everyone around handed over lucky tickets without exception. It felt a bit like creating a bunch of sub-characters and farming materials through loopholes…

I gathered the lucky tickets, put them in my robe pocket, and continued opening the boxes.

White fence, iron fence, spiked fence, golden fence—oh, this one for Elder—stone fence, faux flower fence…

You’ve got to be kidding me? It looks like I’m going to collect every damn fence in the world.

I knew what I was getting into, but still, damn probability game. Around me, people whispered, calling me the Fence God and saying my luck was absolutely terrible.

Their words kept hitting me right in the gut… I’d opened so many boxes, but still hadn’t seen anything other than fences.

“Is this a fence box or something? It only has fences inside!”

“The obtainable items are all listed on this guide.”

“Only fences come out! This isn’t a random box—it’s a fence box!”

“We can’t help with the probability aspect. Items that have already been used and their contents verified cannot be refunded.”

Do you think I’m asking for a refund or something! The problem isn’t the refund—it’s that the random boxes I can buy are limited, and all I get is fences! I could build a house out of fences at this rate! If I’m only going to get fences anyway, at least lift the purchase limit so I can accept it!

“Druid, what are you doing?”

Daisy and Elder, whom I had sent shopping in the normal field corner, returned. Compared to Elder, whose box was empty, Daisy’s diamonds were almost untouched. Why can’t you spend diamonds… Are you saving them or what?

I handed over diamonds to Elder, who was holding out the box for more, and looked at Daisy. Do I need to teach her how to blow through diamonds first? Judging by the fact she’s hiding something behind her back, she must have bought something.

“Elder, perfect timing. Give me that luck buff.”

“What are you up to?”

“This is a box that gives random items, and after dozens of tries, all I get are fences! I want a fountain, I want a house! I want something good, not just fences!”

I kept chanting ‘fence, fence’ like a mantra, and I felt like I was about to have a Gestalt breakdown.

Suddenly Elder’s eyes turned dirty. It looked at me as if I were some gambling addict.

“And you want me to waste my luck buff on that kind of crap?”

“Hey, am I doing this for myself? Huh? Isn’t this all for your benefit? Imagine a terraforming artifact with, huh, a magnificent fountain with water gushing out! Even if it’s not made of gold, the temple would be grand and all! Huh?”

Actually, it was indeed for my own benefit.

“I can’t, I just cast it on Mesquite recently.”

Convinced by my words, Elder made a disappointed face. Ah, well, then he’s useless except for draining diamonds on my behalf. No, his handsome face has plenty of uses. It feels like seeing only fences has somehow purified my mood.

“Ah! Daisy, want to open one of these boxes? Just open it, that’s all.”

Even Elder, who I thought would rush off to spend the diamonds right away, came closer, curious about the random box. Mesquite, who had returned without a word, was also intently examining the random box information board.

“If I pick something good, will that improve the Druid’s mood?”

“Of course! Just as long as it’s not a fence! As long as it’s not a fence! Don’t feel pressured, just open it. Look. If you open the lid like this… oh, there’s a lot inside.”

For the first time, I opened a box that didn’t contain just a single lonely fence piece, but was packed with something. Excitedly, I took it out, and goddamn it, it was 10 sets of white fences.

“Ah! You’re improving! 10 fence sets have a 15% chance!”

A spectator who was busily picking up fences congratulated me. What’s the difference between one fence piece and 10 sets? Ugh, they’re all just fences anyway. Regardless, he quickly scooped up what I had discarded.

“See… It’s not that hard…?”

You can do it. Daisy handed back the box with plenty of diamonds remaining and grabbed one of the random boxes scattered messily around me.

And she opened the lid. Surprisingly, for the first time, an item that wasn’t a fence came out.

A vine support. It came with a manual saying that when placed in a terraforming artifact, it gives comfort to vine-type dryads.

Something different finally appeared, but it was a useless item to me. However, before I could even discard it, a fight broke out between the two spectators over who would take it.

“Did you get a bad item?”

I vigorously patted the head of Daisy, who was looking a bit sulky.

“No! You’re doing great. This is the first time I’ve seen a non-fence item come out of a box. Open more. Go on.”

“I want to open one too.”

Elder also grabbed a surrounding box and opened the lid. From the box Elder opened, a strange purple mushroom item came out.

The instructions stated that when placed in a terrarium artifact, it grants a life bonus to dryads in normal field habitats. Oh….

“Oh… as expected from a lucky charm.”

“I want to open another one!”

Suddenly ignited with determination, Daisy began frantically opening box lids. Daisy seemed to have good luck. The random boxes that had kept gifting me fences, in her hands, turned into palm tree models, piles of rocks with shells, parasols, and hammocks.

The downside was that none of them gave any bonus to my dryads, nor did they match the landscape theme I was aiming for. The items Daisy pulled were even single-digit probability items.

On the other hand, from the boxes Elder picked, he kept pulling items that were good for me. He neatly grabbed items that gave minor bonuses to normal field self-growing dryads or tree-type dryads.

White iron benches or streetlamps wrapped in vines were beautiful items that would fit perfectly in a normal field.

Mesquite also opened a few boxes for fun, but whether it was just my bad luck, I pulled a fence. Hilariously, that was a great comfort. When draws fail for everyone, you can rationalize it. It’s just the nature of the lucky always winning.

“Hey, kid. Jae doesn’t even have river field dryads, so where’s she going to use a fishing chair?”

Elder, failing to act his size, teased Daisy, who was much smaller than him. Daisy glared at him with an indignant face.

The two dryads somehow didn’t get along. It was all Elder’s fault. Daisy, trembling with anger, was about to lash out but then held back and tightly gripped the box she was holding. A cracking sound came from the box. Daisy was kind and lovely but had a temper.

But instead of the lid, white light streamed out from the side of the opened box. It felt like fireworks were bursting in my head.

“Ah! Jackpot! This is the rainbow fountain I was hoping for!”

I had been praying that if the house wouldn’t come out, a fountain with a slightly higher probability would appear, and it finally did.