"Sister iqin, be careful." Yao Feng wanted to reach for Pang iqin’s hand, but didn’t dare. In that mont of hesitation, the teleport arrived.
The vision of Tang Zheng and Pang iqin cleared, and they found themselves on the racetrack, surrounded by countless F1 racing cars, all poised for the final start countdown.
Roar, roar!
The engine roars were deafening, almost tearing eardrums apart. The drivers were warming up their engines, their sharp gazes piercing through helts, crisscrossing with murderous intent.
The racetrack had a volcanic structure, and the stands around it were packed with spectators waving flags, supporting their favorite drivers.
It was noon, and the scorching sun hung in the sky, casting its searing light.
The rising temperature caused air convection over the track surface, distorting the light.
"Damn it, where’s iqin?" Surrounded by a dense throng of racing cars, Tang Zheng couldn’t spot iqin’s car at all. He wanted to stand up to look, but at that mont, there was a beep and the red signal lights lit up.
The countdown entered the last four seconds as two sets of signal lights turned on!
Three seconds left, three sets of signal lights lit up!
Two seconds left, four sets of signal lights lit up!
One second left, five sets of signal lights lit up!
’Beep’...
All five sets of signal lights went out at once, and the race officially began.
The drivers executed a flurry of dazzling maneuvers, stepped on the gas pedal, and the cars rocketed off the starting line like cannon shells.
The hot-lt tires screeched against the ground, exciting the spectators’ adrenaline, prompting them to stand up and shout frantically.
With hands on the steering wheel, the car’s operating thod flooded Tang Zheng’s brain. Initially, he planned to keep a moderate speed for the first lap to assess the situation, but the cars behind him ca crashing down like madn.
Tang Zheng’s Fire was forced to reach its maximum speed, barely maintaining a safe distance.
"On purpose?" Before Tang Zheng could figure it out, a violent explosion rang out, and two cars collided, debris flying, with flas shooting into the sky.
"Holy shit, is this even allowed?" Liu Jinze was dumbfounded, and not only did the nearby staff not co to the rescue, the audience cheered even louder.
This was Death F1 racing, and the cruelty wasn’t over yet.
Through the rear-view mirror, Liu Jinze saw several cars biting at his tail, clearly with ill intentions, which sent a cold sweat down his spine, making him instinctively speed up.
"Forget sabotaging opponents, just think about staying alive!" Liu Jinze and Zhou Lang simultaneously gave up on causing trouble and began to focus on driving.
Since the racing car’s cockpit was extrely low, with the view nearly parallel to the ground, it made the speed feel much faster than it actually was.
The straight track was quickly behind them, but the most challenging part was the bends, especially for Tang Zheng and the three others who knew nothing about the track layout beforehand and had to rely on their ability to adapt on the spot.
"Damn, it’s an S-shaped bend."
The low visibility made it tough to see the distant track clearly in advance, and suddenly encountering the first S-shaped bend nearly scared Liu Jinze to death.
Fortunately, his third-order physique and dynamic vision kicked in, allowing him to make the correct judgnt almost instantly.
The powerful tire grip feedback to the steering wheel made the car extrely difficult to control, and the sharp centrifugal force from the turn nearly made him vomit.
For the first ti in his life, Liu Jinze had the urge to never drive again.
"So close!" After navigating the bend and watching another car crash off the track, hitting the barrier and bursting into flas, Liu Jinze breathed a sigh of relief.
He barely had ti to calm down when his eyes widened, noticing another car using a ’Z’-shaped drift to maneuver through the sa bend, coming up with unstoppable montum.
"Holy shit, who is that? Are they crazy?" Liu Jinze instinctively glanced at the opponent’s car body where the driver’s na was painted, and he saw three big characters.
Wind-rushing and Lightning-speed, Pang iqin’s blue and white racing car was like a bolt of lightning, passing Liu Jinze, the swirling air lifting the venue’s flags high.
"Damn it!" Liu Jinze cursed, reaching to shift gears, but realizing another car exploded in the next bend, he instinctively stopped.
Liu Jinze didn’t want to admit he’d chickened out.
Pang iqin sped ahead, her speed unabated as she entered the bend.
Cheers erupted!
"Damn it!" Seeing Tang Zheng catching up, Zhou Lang cursed, knowing he had fallen behind.
The racetrack wasn’t wide enough for all the cars to accelerate and start simultaneously, so even though the Dragon King Group was positioned at the front, ti was deducted to ensure fairness. With Tang Zheng catching up now, it ant he had already regained several seconds.
Zhou Lang’s mindset is great, his physical strength is good, and he’s still in optimal condition. Tang Zheng wants to overtake him, which is quite challenging.
"No hurry, anyway, there’s plenty of ti." Tang Zheng wasn’t anxious, instead maintaining his car speed, trailing behind Zhou Lang to keep constant pressure on him.
The first lap took three minutes. A total of 50 laps are needed, calculating this takes over two hours. During this process, the driver cannot relax even slightly, otherwise, it might lead to a disastrous accident.
"Could it be dragged into a prolonged battle?"
Entering the second lap, Tang Zheng passes by the crash site and suddenly sees a light orb. Zhou Lang, being cautious, dodges it.
Tang Zheng hesitated for a mont, then aggressively turned the steering wheel and collided with it.
"What is he doing? It’s too risky!" Seeing the racing car suddenly twist fiercely on the track, Mu Nianqi muttered, "Those light orbs might be untouchable!"
"It could also be the key to winning; at this mont, what matters is courage." If it were Dantai, he would do the sa as Tang Zheng.
The light orb touched the car body, was imdiately absorbed, and vanished without a trace. However, an engine icon appeared on the onboard touch screen.
"Jet Charge!"
"Could these light orbs contain skills?" Tang Zheng initially intended to save this skill, planning to surpass Zhou Lang at a critical mont, but suddenly thought of Lin Weiguo, "Could it be that the fish they caught also have secrets?"
"Dantai, you must figure it out!" Tang Zheng knew the special agent must be watching him, so he clicked on the icon.
The icon flashed red and then shattered, triggering the Jet Charge.
Bang, red light burst from the propulsion port, the engine output instantly increased, the fire was like a teor speeding away on the straight track.
"Hmm? What’s happening? It’s faster than the Thunder Racing Car’s limit speed?" Jing Lan was shocked, "Could there be a problem?"
"It’s probably due to that light orb, but why not keep such a skill?" Gu Xueqi muttered a bit, just guessed the answer, and Dantai was already headed to the fishing lobby.
"What’s wrong? Is Brother Lin in trouble?" Song Xin also followed along.
"No, Brother Tang gave a hint." Gu Xiaohua still stood in place, more concerned with Tang Zheng than the Old Soldier.
"Are you fucking crazy, always self-harming by cutting flesh?" Seeing the Old Soldier catch another fish and cut his thigh, Zeng Dong was almost furious; he had already fallen behind, and if he didn’t act soon, he would be left far behind.
Zeng Dong had thought about cutting the Old Soldier’s flesh, but the female referee was glaring, ready to warn him if he showed the slightest intention.
"Don’t dare? Then admit defeat!" The Old Soldier grinned, cut the flesh, contracted the muscle, and fortunately was a defense type, able to quickly stop the bleeding.
"The fourth ga starts, please go find the box."
Dantai ignored the notice, hamring the fishing lobby wall, even throwing a few hand grenades to create noise, but they were all blocked by soundproof glass.
The Old Soldier looked out after setting the bait, seeing it isolated within, he didn’t know how his companions fared in the next ga, then saw Dantai standing outside.
"What do you an? Eat?" The Old Soldier didn’t quite understand, Dantai held one hand level, while the other made a eating motion, then pointed to the ground.
"Does he an for to eat the fish?" The Old Soldier casually picked one from the bucket, shook it toward Dantai, seeing him nod, sowhat puzzled.
The fish in the bucket weren’t the kind sold on the main street, but oddly shaped, colorful, one even had a mouth bigger than its body, once in the bucket, it fiercely attacked other catch.
"Dantai must have discovered so secret." Choosing a pleasing small fish, the Old Soldier scraped the scales with a folding knife, cut a piece of fish at, and threw it into his mouth.
After chewing a couple of bites, a fishy taste started spreading, quickly followed by dizziness, and the wounds seed to worsen.
"Haha, are you an idiot? Can you eat this stuff?" Zeng Dong laughed, then saw Dantai, his expression turned serious.
"Looks wrong!" Dantai gestured, wanting the Old Soldier to pause, but Lin Weiguo waved, signaling it was fine.
"Try again!" Using survival experience, Old Soldier excluded the colorful and bizarre-looking fish fry, picked the plainest one, but it tragically happened again after eating it.
A tumor suddenly erged, almost covered Lin Weiguo’s arms, looking terribly unsettling.
This scene directly discouraged Zeng Dong from attempting, deciding to proceed steadily, if there was a secret, the opponent would reveal it.
"Referee, I want to compete separately from him." Lin Weiguo didn’t want Zeng Dong stealing the answer he tried so hard to find, "He’s constantly interfering with my fishing."
"Allowed!" With the female referee’s consent, the two were separated by an opaque wall, though a virtual screen appeared ahead, displaying each other’s harvest.
"Relying solely on luck while fishing is too dangerous; I must take another risk to ensure victory rate." The Old Soldier extended his hand toward a peculiarly shaped sea fish.
After taking a bite, sure enough, a cooling sensation spread throughout the Old Soldier, so fish-related knowledge entered his brain.
This is certainly not ordinary fishing; consuming the caught fish will grant various effects, so good, so bad, depending on whether the fisher dares to take a chance.
"Hmm, Colorful Gold Gunfish can substitute human flesh, damn, at least it wasn’t in vain. But what about these lumps on my skin?" Those tumors itched and hurt, making him want to scratch his skin, but he held back. (To be continued. If you like this work, please co to Qidian (qidian) to vote recomndation tickets, monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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