Auto Mechanic

Late at night.

"Beep, beep! Beep, beep!"

The phone suddenly rang incessantly, carrying a persistent momentum that refused to stop until it achieved its goal.

"Mm..."

An arm emerged with difficulty from beneath the covers, grabbed the phone, flipped open the cover, and precisely pressed the answer button.

"Give me a reason within ten seconds, or I guarantee your car will never get another spare part from me again." The man's muffled voice sounded from under the quilt, seeming slightly weak, and as if he felt such a threat was a bit feeble, he added another sentence, "And don't expect me to help you modify it either."

Though it still sounded thoroughly unthreatening.

Yet, in reality, for anyone who knew him, anyone who had brought their car to him for modification or repair, this was an absolute and potent threat.

"It's me, Tang," on the other end of the line, a bald, burly man grinned, revealing his comical smile, "Hey, Zhou, I need your help."

"Hell, Tang, don't you know what time it is?" The man addressed as Zhou struggled up somewhat with difficulty—there was no help for it; though the two girls weighing on him weren't heavy to him, as a superficial gentleman he still needed to be considerate... at least by moving slowly and gently.

"I know, I know, but it's urgent," Dominic Toretto sat down at a table, "I need you to help me modify some cars."

"Then you must remember my rules." Zhou Yi finally untangled himself from the two girls who had been clinging to him like octopuses, let out a breath, and shook his head, "I think you should still remember them?"

"Of course, Zhou, how could I forget? Like that saying of yours, what was it called... Close brothers, clear accounts?" Toretto spoke Zhou Yi's "credo" in a clumsy accent that was almost impossible to understand at all, "Don't worry, this time, it's definitely a big deal."

"How big?" Zhou Yi jumped out of bed, slipped on a tank top, left the bedroom, and walked over to the sofa in the villa living room, "Have you guys made up your minds to rob a bank?"

"No, of course not," Toretto said, "Banks are too low-end, and besides, this time we're robbing the rich to help the poor."

"Sounds pretty good." Zhou Yi poured himself a glass of crystal-clear, mellow, long-standing, and deeply rooted—plain boiled water, and lay down on the sofa, "Only, this robbing the rich to help the poor... the rich being robbed, and the poor being helped, I'm afraid that's you guys, isn't it?"

"Hahahahaha!" Toretto on the other end of the line laughed out loud for a few moments, then lowered his voice and said, "Jokes aside, my sister is pregnant."

"What?" Zhou Yi widened his eyes, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, would I lie to you about something like this?" Toretto said.

"Damn it," Zhou Yi stood up, "I'm warning you, Tang, I have not touched your sister!"

"What?" Toretto froze, then immediately reacted and flew into a rage, "Fuck, I know it's not yours!"

"That's good." Zhou Yi let out a breath and lay back down on the sofa, "Even though I originally decided you were a brother worth making because I saw your sister, I'm still a man who keeps his word."

"Is that so? Didn't you say before that you made friends with me because you thought my driving was awesome?" Toretto unmercifully exposed Zhou Yi's excuse, which changed almost every single time.

"Fine, then let's just say that was one of the reasons too," Zhou Yi said nonchalantly. Anyway, his thick-skinned nature... being uncommonly handsome and dashing, he had no need to care about such minor blunders, "So, is it that stuttering kid named... Brian O'Conner?"

"Yeah," Toretto said, "So..."

"I get it, you guys want to settle down completely, and by the way, do one last job to get some living expenses for the future?" Zhou Yi interrupted.

"Yes." Toretto nodded.

"Actually, if it's just money you want, you know I can..." Zhou Yi offered.

"Zhou, you know me," Toretto cut Zhou Yi off, "I haven't reached that point yet."

"All right, when?" Zhou Yi shrugged, abandoning his plan, and asked, "And the location? Your target."

"Rio," Toretto said, "Before long, we plan to rob Hernan Reyes, Rio's biggest drug lord, of a hundred million in cash!"

"Well, this score really is big enough," Zhou Yi shook his head with a sigh, "You guys are planning to overthrow the local tyrant down there..."

"Isn't that just my consistent style?" Toretto laughed heartily.

"Yeah, that really is the case," Zhou Yi asked, "The best?"

"Of course the best," Toretto said, "This time, money's not an issue!"

"Interesting, you haven't even gotten your hands on the money yet and you're already acting so lavish." Zhou Yi swirled the wine glass in his hand with a standard sobering technique, completely ignoring the fact that it actually only contained half a glass of plain water. "However, you know I rarely take outside jobs. If you really need me to go out..."

"I know, I know." Toretto helplessly rubbed his big bald head, evidently feeling helpless as he thought of one of Zhou Yi's "rules." "I've also roped in a helper this time, her figure and looks are both absolute top-tier, and as far as I know, she doesn't have a regular partner yet. Besides, the beaches of Rio—now that's a good place."

"Perfect." Zhou Yi whistled. The image of that somewhat memorable look was already vaguely surfacing in his mind—mainly long legs, a slender waist, a tall figure, and great looks. "Give me the address, I'll arrive in... hmm... two days with the things you want. By the way, how many cars do you need?"

"Four? Fine, then wait for my good news!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Yi tossed the Nokia aside, drained the plain water in his cup in one gulp, then lay back down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and began to ponder some matters.

"Finally..." Zhou Yi "watched" the interface in his mind, feeling emotional. "Is it finally about to open a new world?"

On the interface in his mind, the 3D full-body projection of Zhou Yi's standard figure and handsome looks was rotating, and right above the projection was a title.

Auto Mechanic Intermediate (990/1000)

Title Bonuses:

1. Physique +110 (As an auto mechanic, you need a strong body to move cars around for repairs! Don't ask me why you need to move cars instead of using a jack!)

2. Intellect +110 (As an auto mechanic, you need a good head to know how to make a car achieve the functions desired by the client or yourself!)

3. Car Mastery (You can quickly master all conditions of a car.)

4. Otherdimensional Wrench (As an auto mechanic, isn't it completely normal to carry a wrench around with you? As for it disappearing and appearing at your will according to your wishes? What does that matter, didn't you see it's an otherdimensional wrench?)

5. Driving Skill Intermediate (That's right, you read that correctly, perhaps you're wondering why an auto mechanic would get driving skills? Haha, then let me tell you, because... I'm not telling you!)

Zhou Yi directly ignored the somewhat neurotic descriptions and focused his attention on his projection. With a thought, another interface popped out from his projection.

Zhou Yi:

Held Professional Titles: 1

World Creation Opportunities: 0 (Successfully upgrade a professional title to Advanced or higher to obtain one opportunity)

Currently Visited Worlds: "Fast & Furious" Series World

Physique: 191

Intellect: 193

Magic: 100

"Mhm..." Zhou Yi looked at this interface in his mind. "Having stayed in this Fast & Furious world for a few years, and it's already reached the plot timeline of the fifth installment, I can finally open the next world soon..."

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