sjar Chapter 540 Exorcism and Fortune Telling: The Cannon Fodder Cries
Chapter 540 Exorcism and Fortune Telling: The Cannon Fodder Cries
Xi Cheng and Yan Yan walked a little ahead, while Ning Chen and Ning Moran walked behind.
Xi Cheng kept talking, introducing the club's facilities and equipment, track, cars, and even the members of the club's various departments.
This was his first time acting as a tour guide at the club.
However, Xi Cheng did not feel that it was a waste of his talents at all; in fact, he was quite happy with it.
This is a task given to him by the beautiful female boss, and he will definitely do his best to give her an incredibly good impression!
"That's our scoring track over there. Each track has a different terrain, and factors such as soil, wind direction, and humidity have been carefully considered to perfectly replicate the outdoor track scene."
"NNN Club is the largest racing club in the capital, with hundreds of points tracks alone."
"The most difficult scoring track is this desert overpass. There is a section that is very dark. Once you get in, the racers have to rely on their experience and skills to judge the terrain and slow down to make impacts throughout the entire course."
"I broke the record for the highest score on this track, and no one has been able to surpass my score of 460 points yet."
"Oh, the maximum score is 500 points. As you all know, blind tunnel traversing is a very difficult skill; not everyone can do it..."
Just as Xi Cheng was proudly introducing his achievements, a race car sped past and drifted right at the bend of the desert high and low bridge track he was describing.
The finish line was not far away. The race car sped along, and before Xi Cheng could finish the second half of his sentence, the system broadcast of their club's track suddenly sounded.
At the same time, the track's completion settings were activated, and the entire track began to glow red, creating a spectacular and dazzling scene.
"Congratulations on setting a new track score! Your score is now 500 points!"
Ning Chen raised an eyebrow and looked at the scoreboard not far away. Sure enough, he saw that the score had been refreshed from 460 to 500. The listless and bored mood in his eyes suddenly rose, and his slender fingers clicked at his side, making a cracking sound.
Ning Moran looked at Xi Cheng, who was giving an enthusiastic explanation, and saw that the person in question suddenly widened his eyes, looking incredulous.
"How could that be? Are you kidding me!"
"How could anyone possibly get a perfect score on the scoring track?" Xi Cheng's voice trembled instantly, and the last syllable even cracked a little.
He stared intently at the electronic screen not far away, seemingly trying to confirm whether the announcement was a system malfunction or someone had actually managed to max out the scoreboard.
It probably wasn't their big boss's; she went to the assembly area, which wasn't on the track at all.
Moreover, this person has already broken the scoring record, so he obviously didn't just start running; he's been running for a while now.
Xi Cheng's mind was completely occupied by the person who had broken the scoreboard, and he was no longer focused on explaining things to the two laymen.
"I need to go check ahead. Yan Yan, you take them for a walk around the area. I'll come find you later!"
Xi Cheng left a sentence and ran towards the other end of the desert overpass track at an incredibly fast speed, as if he were going to catch a thief.
Ah, isn't he a thief?!
The person in the race car just now used unconventional methods to complete the race.
He stole Xi Chengji's first-place finish in the race and took away the honor that rightfully belonged to him!
Right in front of him, while he was showing off his good grades to the two boys, he broke it on the spot!
This is an absolute disgrace, a complete and utter humiliation, and it cannot be tolerated!
The more Xi Cheng thought about it, the faster he walked, until his legs almost left the ground.
At the finish line of the racing track, a tall, slender man stood up from his race car and drove away expressionlessly.
The members of the surrounding racing clubs were stunned by his actions of smashing the scoreboard; no one even made a sound or reacted.
Everyone thought to themselves: So 500 points is a score that a human can achieve. It turns out that it's not only self-driving cars that can be so precise and ruthless; even a living person can do it!
Xi Cheng ran breathlessly, and when he reached the finish line, the track was still flashing a dazzling red light, as if cheering for the strongest champion of the track, the light giving a baptism of glory.
It's too dazzling; this light wasn't even emitted by Xi Cheng.
Xi Cheng, unable to contain himself any longer, roared, "Where is the person who broke my record? Take me to see him right now! I want to see him, immediately!"
"Where's his car? Inspect his car. There's definitely something wrong with it. This couldn't have been done by a human driver!"
460 points is already the limit for Xi Cheng, and for many contestants who challenge the scoring track, getting 400 points is already a difficult task, let alone breaking 500 and smashing the scoreboard.
Xi Cheng simply didn't believe that a human could do this, but then he saw a figure in the driver's seat of a race car that was speeding by at that moment.
Judging from his figure, he's most likely a man.
He is also a tall man with a good physique and a height of at least 1.85 meters.
Xi Cheng also found this very difficult to accept, because he was only 1.77 meters tall and had to secretly wear shoe lifts to barely reach 1.8 meters and become a 1.8-meter man.
Not only is he a good driver, but he's also taller than him?
"Brother Cheng, the race car this guy is driving belongs to our club. It's a genuine human-driven car. We've already checked it, and there are no cheating devices..." the club's technicians weakly explained from the side.
It was as if a string in Xi Cheng's mind snapped with a snap.
Wen Tingye was flexing his wrists when he heard an extremely noisy commotion behind him. He turned around, took off his helmet and professional racing gloves, and raised an eyebrow to look.
Not far away, there seemed to be a little dwarf jumping around, shouting and his face was all red.
At this moment, the little dwarf also noticed his gaze, staring at him with hostility.
"Are you looking for me?"
Wen Tingye's unique, deep, and magnetic voice rang out, instantly capturing the hearts of the female club members watching him race.
Finally, we can see the man's face. So that's what a handsome and noble face is under the helmet!
His short, jet-black hair, damp with sweat, hung down his forehead, seemingly shapeless yet actually well-defined. The man's slightly narrowed eyes carried a sharp aura, and his entire being exuded wildness and power. His features were exquisite, as if carved by a knife, with distinct angles, every inch perfectly proportioned...
He possesses a height and physique that would make any man around him envious, along with handsome features...
How can this be?
All the female members believed from the bottom of their hearts that a man with this kind of physique and temperament would mostly be less attractive in terms of looks.
After all, God is fair; no one can be so lucky.
He's probably the kind of guy who's a hardcore gym enthusiast and can only improve his image by dressing up, right?
Who would have thought that Wen Tingye, after taking off his helmet, would instantly amaze all the female creatures present who had eyes?
The female cat of one of the male club members in the pet backpack also meowed, as if she were looking at the handsome man with her owner.
When Xi Cheng saw Wen Tingye's face clearly, his heart shattered even more, turning to dust and ashes.
There's no comparison anymore; it seems his fan base is about to shrink dramatically again.
He's been having such a rough time lately, and it really breaks his heart!
It's one thing for fans to have their fans stolen by the big boss, but the big boss is, after all, a woman, and he likes her to the core. He can understand that his fans switched sides to support the big boss. He understands all of that.
But now that another man has taken away his fans, Xi Cheng can't stand it; he feels wronged.
Xi Cheng raised his trembling hand and made a phone call to an old friend, his voice weak and barely audible.
"Quickly introduce me to that old fortune teller who told your fortune last time. I need him to exorcise some evil spirits for me. I've had the worst luck imaginable!"