Show Yourself, My Treasure!

There was still a considerable distance to travel from the small town to Soto City.

Zhu Zhuqing looked into the distance, then lowered her head to squeeze her coin purse.

After last night's meal, her purse had noticeably flattened.

However, she didn't say anything.

After all, a life-saving grace was at stake, not to mention that Su Chen had also given her a bottle of highly effective healing medicine.

The value of that medicine was by no means comparable to a single meal.

Thus, Zhu Zhuqing spoke softly, "I'll go hire a carriage."

With that, she prepared to turn and find the coachman at the town entrance.

Su Chen, however, spoke up to stop her, "Why hire a carriage? Why waste money on that?"

Zhu Zhuqing paused, looking at him in confusion.

If they weren't hiring a carriage, were they supposed to walk there?

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu immediately and skillfully hugged Su Chen's arm.

"Boss, if we aren't hiring a carriage, does that mean we're going to fly there?"

She didn't believe for a second that Su Chen would honestly rely on his own two legs to travel.

After all, this guy would never stand if he could sit, and would never run if he could fly.

Zhu Zhuqing remembered, too.

When Su Chen had first appeared, he had indeed descended from the sky.

But a problem arose.

Su Chen only had one pair of hands; if he flew away with Xiao Wu, what was she supposed to do?

Surely he didn't expect her to chase after them on foot the whole way?

The mere thought of that scene almost made her lose her composure!

Su Chen looked at their expressions and smiled mysteriously.

"I'll open your eyes today."

As his voice fell, he moved his mind.

Spending Abstract Value, he redeemed a big guy from the system mall.

Show yourself, big baby!

With a loud "bang," a flashy pink tricycle appeared out of thin air and landed on the ground.

The body of the vehicle was shiny pink, blindingly pink, a shade of pink that made one question reality.

A massive loudspeaker was strapped to the front of the vehicle.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu stared at this bizarre-looking hunk of metal, both stunned.

Xiao Wu stepped forward, tapping and touching it, "Boss, what kind of Soul Guidance Device is this? It looks so strange. Can these three wheels even run?"

Zhu Zhuqing also cast a questioning gaze.

She had seen her fair share of Soul Guidance Devices, but none had ever looked like this.

"This... what is this?"

"Never seen it before, have you?"

Su Chen wore an inscrutable expression as he reached out and patted the front of the vehicle.

"This is called a Convertible Panoramic Sunroof Human-Powered Supercar."

"In the underworld, it's nicknamed the Sanbengzi."

"It is the king of special Soul Guidance Devices—low-key, luxurious, and profound; wild and unrestrained, yet not lacking in elegance."

Xiao Wu didn't understand, but it sounded impressive.

Zhu Zhuqing was silent for a moment.

She felt that Su Chen was being very serious with every word, but when put together, it didn't sound like human language at all.

Su Chen straddled the seat and patted the iron cargo bed in the back, "Get on. Let me show you what a Mount Akina Racing God is; I guarantee you'll have a blast."

Xiao Wu, always bold and finding it novel, hopped right on.

She patted the seat next to her and waved at Zhu Zhuqing.

"Little Sister Zhuqing, come on up!"

"Even if the Boss's things look a bit improper, they're usually a lot of fun."

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment.

She looked at the pink Sanbengzi, then at Su Chen, and finally climbed into the cargo bed.

Two stunningly beautiful young girls were squeezed into the cargo bed of a tricycle.

One was lively in pink, the other cold and aloof in black.

Several pedestrians by the roadside stared, their eyes glazing over.

Such beautiful girls, not riding in a carriage, but sitting in this hunk of iron?

Su Chen gripped the handlebars and turned his head to offer a reminder.

"Sit tight, the veteran driver is taking off!"

No sooner had he spoken than he pedaled his legs with a fierce burst of strength.

Though the Sanbengzi looked like it relied entirely on pedaling, it was actually equipped with a thruster.

As the wheels turned, it shot forward instantly.

Zhu Zhuqing was caught off guard, her body jolting backward, nearly colliding with Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu, however, reacted quickly; she grabbed the edge of the cargo bed and shrieked with excitement.

"Wow! So fast!"

At the same time, a demonic melody erupted from the large loudspeaker on the front of the vehicle.

"The vast horizon is my love..."

"Flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green mountains..."

"What kind of rhythm is the most swaying!"

"What kind of singing is the most joyful!"

The impassioned song echoed wildly across the dirt road.

Zhu Zhuqing's head buzzed, and she was left completely dumbfounded.

Passing soul masters and merchant caravans stopped in their tracks, staring in stunned silence as a pink tricycle whizzed past them.

"What the hell! What is that thing?"

"I have no idea!"

"What is that sound saying? How is it so hypnotic?"

[Ding, you have created an instance of abstraction, gaining 500 Abstract Value.]

Hearing the system prompt, Su Chen pedaled even harder.

"Woohoo, takeoff!"

The speed of the Sanbengzi soared once more.

In the cargo bed, Zhu Zhuqing covered her face tightly, wishing she could jump out of the vehicle right then and there.

It was too embarrassing! She had never been this humiliated in her entire life!

She finally realized that while traveling with Su Chen might be safe, the mental trauma she was enduring might be even worse than being hunted down.

How could this person combine strength, aloofness, absurdity, and abstraction so perfectly?

At this moment, she felt a twinge of regret.

Truly.

On the other hand, Xiao Wu, this rabbit, had absolutely no inhibitions.

After a brief moment of shock, the "fun-loving" gene in her body completely awakened.

Xiao Wu was having a blast, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Boss, this sound is catchy! Play it again!"

Su Chen pedaled the tricycle while howling at the top of his voice.

"What kind of rhythm is the most swaying..."

Xiao Wu stood up, spread her arms wide, and swayed wildly to the music.

The scorpion braid on her head whipped around in the wind, and she looked like a wild rabbit that had completely let itself go.

Zhu Zhuqing instinctively grabbed the corner of her clothes, terrified that this rabbit might fly right out.

"Be careful."

Xiao Wu wasn't afraid at all; instead, she grew even more excited, even learning how to steal the mic.

"Stay!"

"Stay!"

Su Chen's mouth twitched. Good grief, this rabbit was quite skilled at stealing the spotlight.

Along the way, this pink Sanbengzi, carrying two top-tier beauties, became the most explosive sight on the road.

Merchant caravans halted, and soul masters stood frozen.

One young soul master was so mesmerized that he missed his step and tumbled straight into a roadside ditch.

[Ding, you have created an abstract moment, gaining 500 Abstract Value.]

[Ding, you have created a mild social-death abstract moment, gaining 300 Abstract Value.]

Su Chen was in a great mood.

Sure enough, art comes from life, but the Sanbengzi transcends life.

Half a day later, the gates of Soto City finally appeared in his field of vision.

The guards at the gate had been lazily checking those entering the city.

Suddenly, they heard a demonic sound approaching from the distance.

Several soldiers looked up at the same time.

The next moment, a pink Sanbengzi came roaring toward them, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"What is that?!"

"An enemy attack?"

"Attack your head! Would an enemy attack play music?"

"That's hard to say; soul masters have all sorts of underworld tricks these days."

Su Chen performed a dragon tail-flick, and the tricycle came to a steady stop at the city gate.

"We're here, get off."

Xiao Wu hopped off, still wanting more. Her hair was a bit messy from the wind, but her face was full of excitement.

"Boss, this Sanbengzi is so awesome!"

"Can we drive this every day from now on?"

Zhu Zhuqing jumped down from the cargo bed, her footsteps wobbling slightly.

She felt as if that line, "What Kind of Rhythm is the Most Swaying," was still looping in her brain.

She was completely dazed.

In front of a crowd of passersby, Su Chen casually retracted the Sanbengzi into his system space.

Everyone's eyes went wide.

Something that big, just gone in a blink.

Su Chen, however, waved his hand with a straight face.

"Keep it low-key."

"When you're out and about, you must keep a low profile."

Zhu Zhuqing's mouth twitched slightly.

You call what just happened "low-key"?

If that counted as low-key, then her version of low-key in the past was practically buried six feet under.