Another Sunday Today

The people nearby also noticed something was wrong.

Fatty stood on the steps, craning his neck. "Doctor, what's going on? Why is it going around for the fourth lap?"

Xiao Qiao also stared curiously at the increasingly fast ambulance.

Only Chu Changge looked understanding. "I advise you all to stay away from that car. It might be on the verge of losing control."

Upon hearing this, Fatty immediately backed away several steps.

He watched as the car went faster and faster, eventually reaching an astonishing speed.

A single lap on this road was at least three hundred meters long. When the car passed by the three of them, it stirred up a fierce wind. But they had barely recovered from that gust when Gu Mian brought another one.

"What the fuck!" Fatty's eyes widened. "It's still accelerating! Is this car insane?"

The person in the car had the best say on whether it was insane or not.

A strong wind rushed in through the car window. The instructor shouted amidst the howling wind, "Stop! Stop the car, quickly!"

"I can't stop it, instructor," Gu Mian said, frantically turning the steering wheel. It's common sense to slow down when turning, but he couldn't slow down now. He could only drift the entire car through the turns.

The instructor had never seen such a situation. He almost hit his head.

He desperately grabbed the overhead handle, trying to calm himself.

What was happening today!

Weren't these players supposed to be weak? Hadn't a billion players died globally not long after the game started!

He never expected to encounter such a high survival rate on his first time dealing with players.

Even if the survival rate was high, why didn't the ghosts that were supposed to appear during the road test show up?

It was fine if the ghosts didn't appear, but what was happening now? Logically, his exam props in the dungeon should never malfunction!

While he was still in shock and uncertainty, Gu Mian drifted again, nearly making him bang his head against the windshield.

Gu Mian spoke while turning the steering wheel, "The speed seems to be getting faster, but don't worry, instructor. The last dungeon I was in also had a malfunction, and they had to force a server shutdown for maintenance, but I still survived and exited the dungeon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the instructor beside him suddenly turned his head. "What did you say?"

At that moment, the car jolted again, giving him a splitting headache. But the instructor didn't care at all. He stared intently at Gu Mian, almost bulging his eyes. "What did you just say?"

Gu Mian turned to look at him. "The last dungeon, I think it was called Vengeful Spirit High School. That dungeon forced me to stay a few extra hours, and then it collapsed on its own before the time was up."

At this point, the instructor could no longer control himself. He stared dead at Gu Mian and said, "It was you!"

"So it was you who made that dungeon collapse!"

He had already received an internal game notification that a dungeon had collapsed because a certain player had moved something they shouldn't have. He had even mocked that dungeon fiercely at the time, but who would have thought he would encounter this ancestor himself!

At this moment, the entire car drifted again.

Gu Mian was still trying to explain, "I didn't do anything, really. I just removed a talisman."

The instructor's roar came from the side. "That talisman was supposed to be impossible for players to remove!"

Gu Mian suddenly realized. "Just like you said this car would never malfunction, right?"

Now the instructor finally understood why that dungeon had collapsed.

He had initially thought it was due to incomplete dungeon construction and a bug, but now he saw that the bug wasn't in the dungeon, but in this player!

It was likely that the ghosts in this car were cowering and afraid to come out because of this ancestor. Who knew what he had done in the Written Test Center.

At this point, the speed of the car was already astonishing. If this continued, the entire car might disintegrate due to the high speed.

Moreover, the current speed was extremely difficult to control, making even turning a struggle. The steering wheel was on the verge of losing control.

"Instructor," Gu Mian suddenly said from the speeding car, "for your safety, and for my safety..."

The instructor looked at him. "What do you want to do!"

"I think we'd better force this car to stop."

As he spoke, the car's trajectory became somewhat uncontrollable, and the speeding vehicle rushed onto the steps, where Chu Changge and the others were.

Fatty yelped in fright and jumped up, pulling the two people next to him and running to the base of the building.

Fortunately, Gu Mian managed to regain control of the car and steered it back onto the road.

The instructor's anxious voice came from the side. "How do you plan to make it stop..."

But before he could finish, he abruptly stopped because he saw Gu Mian driving the car towards two other exam vehicles parked by the roadside.

At the same time, Gu Mian's voice rang out. "I see there's a gap between those two cars, not very big. If we drive through the middle, it might wedge this car in, right?"

Those two were both large vehicles. Even if they didn't wedge it completely, they could at least slow it down.

"Absolutely not!" the instructor protested loudly. "Those are for the exam, they'll be used later..."

But his protest was, of course, useless, because the person in the driver's seat now was Gu Mian.

Without any hesitation, Gu Mian stepped on the accelerator, intending to drive through the gap between the two large vehicles.

However, he still overestimated his driving skills.

The few people in the distance watched as the ambulance turned, drifted, and seemed to aim for the gap between the two cars.

Unfortunately, the drift was a bit too much.

The entire car lost its stability and slammed sideways into the front of the other two vehicles. Chu Changge's skillful maneuver sent the hearse tilting, smashing it hard into the adjacent prison van.

Instantly, the two vehicles that had been neatly lined up on the roadside completely toppled over.

The hearse and the prison van crashed into each other and fell over, their front ends dented and beyond repair.

However, the ambulance seemed largely unharmed and sped away under the astonished gaze of the three people.

Fatty swallowed hard. "Is the doctor... trying to get revenge on society?"

In the driver's seat, the instructor was about to lose it. "You damn it! You've wrecked them all!"

He had originally planned to watch batches of players struggle for their lives in the dungeon, but who knew Gu Mian would come along and turn this dungeon into a one-time event.

Not only would he not see players struggling for their lives, but he might actually see ghosts struggling for theirs.

"Don't worry, instructor," Gu Mian comforted him. "I lost control just now. Let's try again. I have experience now, and we'll definitely succeed this time."

Hearing this, the instructor looked at him with disbelief. "What do you want to do now?"

Gu Mian shifted his gaze to the Written Test Center building next door. "Isn't there another building over there?"

Of course, he couldn't just crash into a wall to stop the car, or he'd die himself.

But he could use the entrance to trap the car.

The main entrance at the bottom of the building was too large and probably wouldn't work, but Gu Mian remembered a stairwell next to the lobby. The size seemed just right to trap the car.

"Hang in there, instructor!" Gu Mian encouraged.

"No, I'm not hanging in there! Don't drive towards that!"

Of course, Gu Mian wouldn't listen.

The blood-stained ambulance sped up the steps.

Chu Changge and the other two scattered immediately. Amidst the instructor's curses, Gu Mian drove the car straight towards the entrance of the Written Test Center.

"Crash—"

The sound of shattering glass doors was exceptionally clear in the night.

The already battered ambulance burst into the building's lobby. It was even darker inside than outside, but Gu Mian, relying on his memory, drove the car in a certain direction.

At this moment, Chu Changge and the others, who had scattered, regrouped at the entrance and watched the ambulance that had charged into the building.

They saw the car crashing wildly, and finally, as it headed towards the stairwell, there was a "click."

It finally stopped.