Xie De had finally decided to step up for once, only for reality to slap him mercilessly in the face again.
455 located the mission target nearly a thousand kilometers away. Even flying would take more than two hours, and the target was in a popular tourist city. With the holidays falling right around now, today's tickets were unfortunately sold out. The earliest ticket he could buy was for tomorrow evening.
Giving up, Xie De said, "Nothing we can do. Looks like heaven's decided I should take today off."
His voice carried a note of regret, but he deftly started the car and drove out of the underground garage. He didn't look disappointed at all. In fact, he seemed positively desperate to take it for a spin.
455: I knew it.
The car really did perform beautifully. Its suspension held the body steady through turns, keeping body roll to a minimum. It responded quickly to both light braking and hard stops, and visibility was excellent. As expected of something from an instance. He absolutely loved it. (°▽°)
Xie De lowered his window halfway. The breeze sent his loose, long hair flying, but since he wasn't driving very fast, it felt fairly gentle against his face.
He drove a few laps.
Familiar feelers emerged from the back seat. Somehow, the little house centipede had snuck into the car with him, and all the swaying was making the little creature carsick.
Amused, Xie De took another turn. Thanks to a certain someone's mischief, the dizzy little house centipede toppled onto the back seat.
455 suddenly spoke up thoughtfully. "Host, how about getting some close-combat training after all?"
Annoyed, Xie De said, "I told you, work-life balance. I haven't had my fill of driving yet, and I only just got out of the