Malfunction

It's 12:03 AM.

Gu Mian and the other three had already submitted their papers and were waiting by the door. However, the road test didn't start immediately. The coach waited for the others for a while.

It wasn't until after midnight, when he was sure no one else would come out, that he turned to Gu Mian and the other three and smiled slightly:

"To be honest, this is the first time this Dungeon has accepted players. I didn't expect the survival rate to be so high. It seems the difficulty was too low."

Fatty muttered, "I don't think it has anything to do with the difficulty..."

"Next, you four players will undergo the road test. You will randomly choose one of these three vehicles and drive around this road three times. As your coach, I will sit in the passenger seat to evaluate you."

"Remember, stalling or stopping for any reason during the road test will result in a failing grade. You must complete three full laps without interruption."

With that said, it was almost clear that a Fierce Ghost would appear to obstruct them while driving.

The coach picked up a piece of paper as he spoke, like a form: "Next, the player's Game ID will determine the order of appearance. Let me see, the first player to go should be..."

"Gu Mian, ID... ID... is 1?"

A crack appeared on the coach's face.

He stared intently at the form in his hand, as if searching for the number after 1, but the rest was a conspicuous blank.

He looked up: "Which one is Gu Mian?"

Gu Mian raised his hand stiffly, just like a student about to answer a teacher's question: "I am."

The coach looked down at the player information in his hand, then back up at Gu Mian: "Your Game ID..."

Gu Mian said very frankly, "That's right, I've confirmed it. There's only one ID, and the Gender isn't very clear."

The coach frowned slightly, his face clearly showing the words "How could there be such an ID?"

But without further delay, he pointed to the three vehicles by the roadside: "Three cars, choose one."

Gu Mian also turned to look at the three vehicles parked by the roadside.

A hearse, an ambulance, and a prison van.

None of them looked like fuel-efficient cars.

He decisively chose the ambulance: "I'm quite familiar with the ghost in that car."

The coach gave him a suspicious look: "Then stop talking nonsense and get in. I'll be sitting in the passenger seat the whole time to score you."

Chu Changge and the others stepped back, moving to the edge of the road to watch Gu Mian get into the car.

"Brother Chu," Fatty asked Chu Changge nervously, "Doctor won't have any accidents this time, right?"

Chu Changge took a few more steps back: "If he doesn't have an accident, he wouldn't be Gu Mian. Besides, if he has an accident, the people next to him usually get into trouble too..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the coach in the suit.

Gu Mian and the coach were already seated in the car.

It was midnight, and only two dim streetlights were on by the roadside. The ambulance's headlights seemed to be broken.

The road conditions were very blurry, making the road test extremely disadvantageous for the candidate.

Without further hesitation, Gu Mian started the car.

The sound of a car starting echoed in the dark night. Within seconds, the blood-stained ambulance drifted to the middle of the road.

That's right, it drifted.

The coach beside him was caught off guard by the drift, nearly hitting the car window: "What are you doing!"

Gu Mian got his driver's license when he was in college, but even after getting it, he had rarely driven.

It wasn't because he couldn't afford a car, but because he had a special physique that made him prone to accidents while driving. For his own safety, Gu Mian had never considered buying a car.

Therefore, Gu Mian's driving skills were naturally not proficient.

"Don't worry, Coach," Gu Mian said, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "This is nothing."

Hearing his words, the coach suddenly had a bad premonition.

In the dark night, sparrows occasionally perched on the streetlights, then flew up as if startled.

The old ambulance drove slowly on the dim road, as if trying to blend into the darkness, which was somewhat terrifying.

One lap...

The first lap passed without incident.

The coach in the passenger seat frowned slightly. He seemed to be waiting for something, but also looked like he hadn't gotten what he expected.

With the coach's unusual expression, Gu Mian began the second lap.

The car accelerated slightly, and the engine let out a faint "vroom vroom" sound.

Halfway through the second lap, the coach's expression became even more peculiar.

He looked very confused, so confused that he couldn't hold it in.

Gu Mian heard him softly say beside him, "It hasn't come yet?"

"What are you waiting for?" Gu Mian's face broke into a smile.

Are you waiting for ghosts?

If so, it probably won't come.

The instructor immediately looked at Gu Mian with suspicion: "Did you do something?"

But he quickly dismissed the thought.

What could a player do?

This was his dungeon, and he knew it best. The three ghosts in the building were unsolvable; encountering them meant only escape. The only thing they could do was run.

He was just an ordinary player, incapable of doing anything.

It should appear suddenly on the last lap... the instructor thought as he turned his head back.

Not long after, the car finally entered its third lap.

It was still running smoothly, with no unexpected events, not even a single bump. It had only accelerated slightly.

Halfway through the third lap, the instructor's composure finally began to crack.

What was going on? He looked ahead uneasily. In just a short distance, the three laps would be over, but the obstacles expected in the road test had yet to appear.

A drop of cold sweat trickled down the instructor's forehead. What was happening... had the ghosts in the car disappeared?

The vehicle continued to move forward smoothly, finally crossing the finish line.

Gu Mian's voice came from beside him: "Instructor, the three laps are over. Am I considered to have passed?"

The instructor finally snapped back to reality and looked ahead. But he suddenly realized the car hadn't stopped and was now driving its fourth lap.

He looked at the person in the driver's seat in surprise: "Why aren't you stopping?"

Gu Mian tilted his head slightly: "I wanted it to stop just now, but the brakes seem to have failed, and the car keeps accelerating on its own."

This was also within expectations.

With his kind of bad luck, it would be truly bizarre if driving a car didn't involve some malfunction.

Gu Mian himself had experienced over twenty years of storms, so he could face it calmly.

But the instructor beside him was different.

His face first froze in shock, then quickly shifted to astonishment after a few seconds. His entire face then contorted, and he opened his mouth to utter an incredulous sound:

"How is that possible!"

"Such a malfunction would absolutely never occur in a dungeon!"