[Three-in-One] Repairing Cars [Silver Bonus Chapter 20/20!]

The principle of Spirit Inscription Driven Flying Motorcycle is the same as that of electric vehicles, and they can reach maximum torque in an instant.

If you really want to calculate it, the small motorcycle that Gao Yao drives can accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h in less than a second.

The Spirit Runes lit up, the engine roared, and the girl accelerated sharply, almost throwing Xiao Ran out of the back seat.

Fortunately, the resonance of his Resonance Divine Sense gave him a premonition, and Xiao Ran grabbed the girl's supple waist with one hand in advance.

Only then did he regain his balance amidst the rapid acceleration, speeding through the steel jungle with the girl.

The steel jungle in my eyes is no longer a jungle, but just a scene of being compressed together and thrown out of the back of my head.

Once you get used to this speed, it's quite pleasant to hold a girl's slender waist.

The girl's helmet was a mask-like design, resembling Wraith, and her single ponytail, secured with a skull logo from a motorcycle, fluttered on Xiao Ran's shoulder.

"You're the first person to ride in my car without being thrown off when it starts moving."

Xiao Ran shrugged and curled his lip, saying:

"Is this considered an advantage?"

"Of course it counts. After all, in this country, no one dares to get on the bus and put their arm around my waist. Are all you cultivators that bold?"

"I am not an ordinary cultivator, I am a prodigy of the Dao Alliance."

The girl was taken aback, and after a long silence, she said:

"Is being a prodigy considered an honor?"

Xiao Ran's voice faltered, and he was speechless.

Over forty years old... still a child.

Xiao Ran was too lazy to argue.

"I've heard that the Divine Martial Kingdom has very strict laws and regulations. Why don't you obey traffic laws?"

"This is a privilege. In the Divine Martial Kingdom, whether you study Spirit Runes or armor control, you have to go through a lot to graduate. If the country doesn't give you some privileges, who will be motivated to study? Of course, people like me who can fly freely in the capital can be counted on one hand."

"I heard your synchronization rate is 99%, making you the strongest individual soldier in the country?"

"The previous Goddess of War didn't have a higher synchronization rate than me, but they were definitely stronger... It's a pity they died."

"So, Lord City Lord sent you, the strongest among us, to protect me?"

"I also relied on the military's new technology to forcibly bring it to 99%. In terms of individual soldiers, it is indeed the strongest at present. However, in the Divine Martial Kingdom, discussing individual soldier strength is meaningless. Moreover, the Spirit Inscription Key in my body is in the hands of the military, unlike my predecessors who were more free."

Spirit Inscription Key?

Xiao Ran's divine sense penetrated deep into the girl's body. Upon closer inspection, he found numerous tattoos on her body, and it seemed that a small amount of artificial artifacts to enhance her control were also embedded in her leg bones.

Similar to punk girls on Earth with tattoos, pierced ears, and shackles, but hers has practical value.

Perhaps it was because she had tattoos and nails in her bones that she decided to go for a punk style.

When society becomes too oppressive, young people will inevitably cause trouble.

Upon closer inspection, the girl speaks very directly and without holding back, her tone somewhat similar to that of Rumor in the Black Ring Group, but she seems guileless, saying whatever comes to mind. There's no sense of a savior or danger about her; she's just a slightly arrogant punk girl.

Meanwhile, Xiao Ran waited in the Black Ring Group for half a day, but still had no news of his arrival in the Divine Martial Kingdom.

Could the rumor be spread by someone else?...

Gao Yao's flying motorcycle is faster than Xiao Ran's Sword Ship.

After passing through the high-speed rail jungle and the torrent of speeding cars, Gao Yao carried Xiao Ran westward and soon arrived at the suburbs.

The outskirts of Divine Martial City are similar to the towns below, with clusters of yurts.

In the Divine Martial Kingdom, this type of house, resembling a Mongolian yurt, is called Drum House.

It is cast in one piece, so you can move the whole house with it when you move.

Most of them have black casings, which maximize the use of solar energy to heat the room.

A few particularly large Drum House are usually markets, Spirit Machine Factory, or large machine repair shops.

Gao Yao's car stopped in front of a particularly tall Drum House.

The car stopped, but the lights were still on, and the engine kept roaring.

Xiao Ran got out of the car, his hands and feet were so cold he could barely feel them.

This place is quite remote, and there aren't many people around, even late at night.

The Drum House is several tens of feet tall, with a gray, plastic-like exterior that looks very dilapidated.

Various semi-abandoned flying cars, farm vehicles, and obsolete old-model armors are displayed at the entrance.

Next to it stood a small yellow wooden sign with a vertical line of black handwritten calligraphy characters—

Ban's Spirit Machine Repair.

The lights were on late at night, and there was a lot of noise; business seemed pretty good.

Gao Yao sat sideways on the motorcycle, its headlights flashing towards the gate for a long time before a hunched old man finally emerged from the repair shop.

He was an ordinary old man, hunched over, but he walked with a nimble, agile gait.

He held a long, sword-like iron tooth in his hand, the teeth of which integrated the functions of various wrenches.

The old man casually turned off the motorcycle's roar and flashing lights, and by the light of the repair shop's lanterns, glanced at Xiao Ran, then at Gao Yao.

"Is it far away?"

With a stern face and a strained voice, his words carried a hint of unwelcomeness.

"My motorcycle has a problem."

"My eyesight isn't good, Xiao Yue went out to get her nails done. Please come during the day."

The old man waved his hand and turned to walk towards the hangar.

Gao Yao, on the other hand, chewed the gum at a leisurely pace.

"I have a big business opportunity here: assembling a ten-zhang-tall state-owned Yan Armor. Are you willing to take it?"

The old man turned around and walked back quickly.

"Where are the parts? Let me see."

"Isn't your eye bad?"

"There are lights."

The old man guessed that Xiao Ran was the one who needed to assemble the Yan Armor. He felt that Xiao Ran looked unfamiliar and didn't seem like a puppeteer from China, but he didn't ask any further questions.

"Are you sure you want to assemble it here?"

The old man asked Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran was somewhat skeptical. Wasn't this a private auto repair shop? How could they assemble Giant Yan Armor?

"Are you sure you want to assemble it here?"

Gao Yao crossed her arms over her chest.

"You won't find a better assembly plant outside of the underground Spirit Machine Factory."

The three of them went to the machine repair shop.

It's about the size of a football field, spacious, and brightly lit.

Against the wall were seven or eight suits of armor, Immortal Boat, and agricultural magical machines, with dozens of gray-clad mechanics bustling about, repairing them all at the same time.

Xiao Ran went to the open space in the middle and took out the Giant Yan Armor.

Dozens of mechanics came over one after another, putting down their work.

In the Divine Martial Kingdom, the new synchronous Giant Yan Armor project was carried out in secret. Many people had only heard of it but had never seen the Giant Yan Armor in person.

The old man remained quite calm.

"Aside from the Yan Core and the Soul Connection Chamber, isn't your Yan Armor good enough?"

"I want to redesign, disassemble and reassemble; these are the new blueprints."

Xiao Ran handed the design drawings and Spirit Runes drawings to the old man.

The old man glanced at the design drawings, skimming over them before his gaze lingered on the Spirit Runes diagram, his sparse, white eyebrows furrowing slightly.

He then took out a magnifying glass-like Spirit Expansion Mirror and observed carefully, sometimes pondering and sometimes sighing.

She stared at him for a good half hour before finally glancing up at Xiao Ran.

"Did you write this Spirit Runes yourself?"

"Um."

A barely perceptible look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. He sighed deeply, then turned to Gao Yao, a rare smile appearing on his face.

"I didn't expect you to have such good taste in men."

The motorcycle girl was taken aback by the old man's erratic thinking and it took her a while to react.

"He's not a potential partner, he's a state guest named Xiao Ran, I think he's some kind of the Dao Alliance prodigy, I'm just responsible for receiving him."

When did state guests ever need a young woman like you to receive them?

The old man looked Xiao Ran up and down, noticing the youthful vigor on Xiao Ran's body, which made him seem like a cultivator who was hundreds of years old.

"You certainly have the qualities of a state guest... Young man, do you have any brothers at home?"

The girl's smoky eyebrows twitched slightly, and she quickly interrupted the old man's question.

"What nonsense are you talking about, old man? If you like him, you can ask him if he agrees to be your grandson-in-law."

Just kidding.

The old man grinned and said meaningfully:

"Life in the Divine Martial Kingdom is not as leisurely as that of the Dao Alliance or the other four major powers. Here, any talented young man must marry and have children."

Xiao Ran nodded.

"Of course, if the concentration of Spiritual Energy continues to decline, I'll have to have more children."

"Giving birth is easy, but raising a child is hard..."

The old man took a sip of tea and sighed. Then he found a small stool and sat down. Ignoring Xiao Ran and Gao Yao, he picked up a pen and a wooden board and began to calculate on his own.

After calculating for a long time, frowning and shaking his head, he finally said, "To meet your design requirements, many materials need to be updated, which will cost a lot of money. I never offer discounts here, so you'd better think it over."

Gao Yao said, "The materials will be delivered to you by the state-owned spirit machinery factory, and the city lord will also advance the money. Tell me the fastest completion time."

The old man replied without hesitation, "If all the materials are complete, I'll pay double the hourly rate. I'll stop all my current work and it'll only take three days."

"Good."

Xiao Ran also wanted to take this opportunity to order many other things, such as Semi-automatic Pill Refining Furnace, a female puppet that could fight the Fight the Wraith, a fully automatic massage chair, and a slow-rocking multi-person baby crib, etc.

However, such a large repair shop probably wouldn't take on this kind of small job. I'll go shopping again tomorrow and look for something.

After leaving behind the Yan Core and the Sword Ship, Xiao Ran and Gao Yao left the machine repair factory together.

Since leaving the teleportation array in Cold Desert City, Xiao Ran has been braving the cold wind all day long, either traveling or attending gatherings and negotiations.

The journey has been exhausting, with no rest whatsoever, and I'm starting to feel the strain.

Sitting on the back of the speeding motorcycle, he hooked one arm around the girl's slender, toned waist, his eyelids drooping slightly, feeling a bit sleepy.

Where do you live?

"How."

"I'm a little tired and want to rest."

The girl was stunned, finding it unbelievable.

"Aren't you younger than me? What time is it and you're already resting? Did you come to the Divine Martial Kingdom to recuperate? Don't the disciples of your sect have a nightlife?"

Xiao Ran felt embarrassed because the girl made him sound like an honest man.

"What's so fun about this?"

Do you know how to fix cars?

All I know is how to drive, what do I know about repairing cars! He doesn't know anything about headlights, misaligned bodywork, direct injection, blackened and leaking exhaust pipes, fuel tank openings that are too large, fuel ring failures, rough driving, or violent rear-end collisions!

But Xiao Ran's manly spirit wouldn't allow him to say no.

"I know a little."

"Come with me."

Gao Yao turned north and drove straight out of the outskirts of Divine Martial City until midnight.

A galaxy of stars shines, illuminating the vast expanse.

The desolate ice field stretched as far as the eye could see, rushing past beneath the locomotive.

Braving the increasingly biting cold wind, Xiao Ran felt as if he had arrived on an alien planet.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, twinkling lights appeared on the horizon ahead.

The closer you get, the more light spots you see.

Finally, they discovered that what was ahead was a night market.

Upon closer inspection, it is a twisted, irregular, circular street.

On one side are makeshift shops set up with tents.

On one side is a cliff overlooking a deep valley.

The streets were packed with people and very lively.

Bonfire, fine wine, beautiful women, motorcycles...

Xiao Ran looked at it from the air for a long time before he realized that the twisted, circular, narrow valley was actually a motorcycle track.

This girl actually brought him to a race, and she was driving a car that had a bit of a problem! He'd seen this kind of plot in Star Wars and Fast & Furious.

The protagonist will definitely win.

The only question is: Is he the main character? The canyon is several hundred miles long, very deep and narrow, with its widest point being no more than ten feet, and is equipped with all sorts of roadblocks.

Along the hundred-mile-long cliff edge outside the canyon, dozens of commercial clusters are scattered.

Gao Yao, carrying Xiao Ran, landed in the gathering area at the entrance of the race track in the center of the canyon.

One side is the Starting Point, and the other side is the convergence point of several curves, offering an extremely good spectator view.

The platform on the cliff edge is covered with soft, warm sand, which adds warmth to those who step on it and helps them resist the cold wind.

The people who frequent the gathering area are mostly young people.

There were vendors, drivers, mechanics, local tourists, and even drug addicts who specifically sought out a place to take drugs.

Apart from a few Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators, the rest were all mortals.

They have all sorts of shapes and are dressed in all sorts of bizarre ways.

To Xiao Ran, these looks gave him goosebumps; they had a bit of a "ghost fire youth" or "funeral love family" vibe. But in the aesthetics of young people in the Divine Martial Kingdom, they must be considered very cool.

Compared to these bizarre outfits, Gao Yao's attire suddenly seemed like that of a well-behaved girl, which unexpectedly aligned with Xiao Ran's aesthetic.

The eyes of these young people did not reflect the ostentatious displays of rich kids or the individualistic flair of rebellious youths, but rather the cathartic release of suppressed emotions.

There's no way around it; everyone is under immense pressure in this Dharma Ending Era.

The pressure faced by the youth of the Divine Martial Kingdom is unparalleled in the True Spirit Continent.

The Spiritual Energy concentration in the Divine Martial Kingdom is low, and young people lack the talent for cultivation. They can only work hard and bury themselves in scientific research. When their spirits are stretched to a certain extent, it is understandable that they need to come out and vent.

Apart from a few people who used illegal drugs, the rest of them didn't seem to be engaged in any illegal activities, so there's not much of a problem.

As soon as Gao Yao arrived, the crowd automatically parted to make way, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Ran.

Gao Yao often comes, but most of the time, he brings Ban Yue, a female mechanic from Ban Family Repair Shop, with him.

This was the first time she had brought a man to a race.

Suddenly, a whistle rang out from the crowd!

It seemed like they were egging each other on.

Xiao Ran looked in the direction of the sound.

A young man covered in Bamboo Tile from the Fight the Wraith was waving in this direction.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Ding Zhenzi! "Senior, Senior Xiao, over here."

Ding Zhenzi came running over with quick, light steps, carrying a large pile of snacks from abroad.

Xiao Ran's secrets to picking up girls —

An unusual approach to food preparation!

"Haha, I knew you guys would come here. You didn't make me wait all night for nothing."

Xiao Ran took a few strips of Senbechi beef and started chewing them dry, without contradicting him.

Thank you.

Ding Zhenzi then gave some food to Gao Yao.

"Senior, you should try some too."

I don't eat before driving.

Gao Yao waved his hand in refusal and turned to walk towards a small Drum House building not far away.

Xiao Ran followed Gao Yao into the Drum House, only to discover that it was a small gambling den for gambling cars.

On the simple wooden wall, the odds for each contestant were posted.

Thirty-two vehicles per round.

The stickers detail the rider, mechanic, and motorcycle model and displacement for each vehicle.

There are no prizes in the competition; winning money is all done through gambling.

Tourists can place bets freely, but drivers can only bet on themselves to win, not on others to win.

The casino owner, who was also the organizer of the event, was a middle-aged, overweight man dressed in a tight, ornate robe and wearing a thick gold chain around his neck. He was probably the only middle-aged person in the entire place.

Upon seeing Gao Yao arrive, he immediately put down his work, stood up, and respectfully said:

"Gao Wushen, it's been a long time since you've come to play. If you don't come soon, the military might demolish this track."

Gao Yao coldly retorted:

"Then why haven't I seen you pay me protection money?"

"Didn't I let you win all of these games?"

"I won by my own ability."

The fat boss shook his head and smiled apologetically.

"Your new car is fast, but it seems like it hasn't won a single time yet."

Gao Yao placed the car keys on the table, put his hands on his hips, and pouted, saying, "This time I brought a powerful assistant."

The fat boss then glanced at Xiao Ran. He was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. He was also a Qi Refining cultivator.

"I think it's more than just an assistant."

Gao Yao ignored him.

"Stop talking nonsense, how long until the next game?"

Xiao Ran felt it was a bit risky. After all, this competition not only tested driving skills but also car repair skills, which meant it was a competition without rules. With his car repair skills, it was really a bit risky.

"Are you sure you want to take me with you to the race? I only know a little bit about car repair."

Gao Yao said, "The less skilled you are, the higher my odds of winning will be, and the more money I will make after winning."

Xiao Ran understood.

High-stakes, high-reward experience! Thrilling and exciting, guaranteed to keep you entertained and provide a unique entertainment experience!

The fat boss also felt it was risky, thinking that even if he wanted to pay the protection fee, he might not be able to.

"The next match won't be easy. There are many strong opponents, including your old rival Chen Xiaofeng and Ye Nan from the East District Canyon. This match was supposed to be their peak battle. How about we change your opponents and let them postpone it to the match after that?"

Gao Yao chewed on a durian-flavored sour bubble gum and said nonchalantly, "Can it be considered a peak battle without me? You need strong opponents to win more often. If you really want to pay protection money, just arrange for me to win."

The fat boss's face turned pale, and he could only grit his teeth and say, "This car of yours... I can only say I'll try my best."

Half an hour later, at the departure area.

All 32 participating groups have arrived.

After checking the driver's physical condition, the mechanic's identity, and the car's performance, the odds were quickly determined.

On each of the thirty-two locomotives, odds slips filled with information were distributed.

In this round of competition, Chen Xiaofeng has the lowest odds of winning the championship, meaning he is the most likely to be the champion.

Xiao Ran glanced at the motorcycle with license plate number one not far away.

That wasn't a car, but a Spirit Armor Flying Bird.

It's very small, about the same size as the small motorcycles in Gao Yao, and it looks like a highly maneuverable type.

The mechanic was a child.

The driver Chen Xiaofeng, was a tall, handsome man with a neatly trimmed beard, exuding the aura of a sea king.

His Cultivation Level is also at the Foundation Establishment, and he seems to be a well-known puppeteer in the Divine Martial Kingdom.

He tapped the wooden plank of the bird wing, gestured to Gao Yao, and grinned with a charming smile.

"Where is your Xiao Yue? I thought you didn't like men, which is why I've never fallen for you."

Goodness, even a man Xiao Ran can't resist such cheesy flirting.

No wonder he's called the "King of the Sea"! Compared to him, Xiao Ran felt that he won the favor of beautiful women entirely through his handsomeness and strength, without any tricks involved.

Gao Yao, however, remained expressionless and unmoved.

I like men, but I don't like you.

Chen Haiwang showed no embarrassment whatsoever; his face was as thick as a city wall.

"I understand, this is a psychological blow before the battle, I will not be defeated."

Xiao Ran had nothing to say.

Looking at it, Chen Xiaofeng's matching ratio was three to one.

It means that if he bets 100 Spirit Stone and wins, he can make a net profit of about 33 Spirit Stone.

If you lose, you'll lose all 100 Spirit Stone.

It's clear that the bookmakers have high hopes for his abilities!

The player with the second lowest odds of winning is the strongest contender from the East City Circuit, Ye Nan.

Ye Nan is a nickname; the actual pilot is a thin young man who pilots a large-displacement, tank-like, brick-shaped aircraft.

Xiao Ran could tell at a glance that various weapons were hidden inside this tank.

Xiao Ran wasn't afraid of this type of character. According to the conventions of film and television in his previous life, this type of character could basically only clear out minor enemies.

The odds of winning the championship are 1 to 1.

This skinny, Ye Nan became somewhat excited upon seeing the legendary Goddess of War.

"I came here specifically to challenge Boss Chen, but I didn't expect to run into Goddess of War. If you agree to give me an autograph, I will definitely go easy on you."

Gao Yao remained expressionless.

"Sorry, I'm illiterate and can't write."

Ye Nan:

"..."

Xiao Ran suppressed a laugh. He had to admit, this girl was really cool. She wasn't really suitable as a wife, but she would be quite fun as a friend.

Gao Yao is third in the odds of winning the championship.

The odds are 1 to 2, so if you bet 100, you can make a net profit of 200.

The odds were much smaller than Xiao Ran had imagined.

This suggests that the bookmaker still has some faith in this future Goddess of War of the Divine Martial Kingdom, as the low odds offered indicate that they don't want to pay protection money.

Pity.

Xiao Ran's hope of being underestimated by the bookmakers and making a fortune through a small bet has been shattered...

With odds like that, he didn't even care about winning or losing.

Holding the odds sheet, Xiao Ran continued reading.

I mainly wanted to see if there were any suspicious people.

For example, could there be military personnel hiding among them, trying to capture him during the competition?

Until he saw a driver's name—

Hua Yu.

This name sounds familiar, yet it also seems quite unfamiliar.

Let's look at the mechanic's name again...

Wu Lian?

Hua Lian Wu Yu, Hua Yu Wu Lian? Is it a coincidence?

According to the information on the flyer, the group seemed to be a temporary team of foreign tourists driving unmodified stock cars provided by the organizer, which were outdated models from many years ago.

Therefore, the odds of winning the championship are also very high, at 1 to 100, second to last.

Xiao Ran's thinking is understandable.

Once the Dao Alliance discovers that his Master did not come to the Divine Martial Kingdom with him, they will definitely send someone to infiltrate and secretly monitor and protect him, preventing him from being captured or recruited by the Divine Martial Kingdom.

But he still needed to see it for himself! He stood up and looked into the distance, following the increasing license plate numbers.

Locate the car with the Number Thirty-One racing license plate at the edge of the starting area.

The car wasn't big, but it was very old and gave off a clumsy impression.

In the driver's seat, a tall woman wearing a low-cut cheongsam with slits and Yan Mirror was looking down at a leaflet.

Sitting next to her was a short young man wearing beach shorts with hand warmers on his chest and back, who was smiling and looking at Xiao Ran from afar.

Wow... I'm rich!

Without saying a word, Xiao Ran beckoned to Ding Zhenzi behind him, calling him over.

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