The brake pads had turned into sand pads.
As the Creator God, he actually possessed something called Divine Sense. He could now see one kilometer away.
This ability alone offered countless safe ways to get rich.
He could look up valuable information.
For example, he could learn in advance where development projects would be launched.
But he had never done that.
"Ah!" The owner of the ordinary luxury car had actually spotted the Great Luck Car coming down the other road long ago.
The Great Luck Car had honked in advance and slowed down slightly.
When he was still twenty meters away from the other vehicle, he slammed on the brakes.
Under normal circumstances, his car would have rapidly decelerated and let the Great Luck Car pass first.
He could fight anyone for the road, but never Great Luck.
And Great Luck was not invincible either. It had opponents it feared as well.
That was a small truck hauling steel pipes. The moment one appeared, it had to yield. Even armor feared spears.
This was common sense among common sense.
Anyone who failed to follow it had been Darwinized.
Yet this time, he stepped on the brakes, and they failed! He immediately pulled the handbrake and shifted gears. He had naturally released the accelerator long ago.
But the vehicle still shot forward at high speed under its momentum.
The Great Luck Car saw him too.
Great Luck had a habit: as long as it was not a traffic-light intersection, if it could get through, it would go through. It would not brake lightly, at most slowing down a little.
First, braking consumed more fuel. Second, too much braking would loosen the cargo.
After all, Great Luck's cargo was usually heavy and plentiful, with enormous inertia.
This time, he had assumed