Ren Weixin and Chen Ze exchanged a glance and signaled for everyone to keep quiet.
Ye Buyu looked as though she had seen something utterly shocking. She brought a trembling hand to her lips, at a loss for words, and let out an involuntary gasp.
"Oh my God..."
Watching the two vehicles race into each other, passing through the souls along the way, Ye Buyu's eyes kept twitching.
But amid these bizarre collisions, she suddenly noticed something strange. The vehicles created from souls passed through each other every time they collided, but occasionally...
Occasionally, a real collision occurred. For that instant, they had materialized.
She immediately thought of her Soul Gun.
"Is this... Soul Creation?"
Chen Ze was just about to ask what Soul Creation was when Ye Buyu's eyes widened.
The Hundred-Ton King swung into a Thomas Circle and rammed toward the forklift, but a scholar holding a detector was walking right through its path.
"Holy shit, stop!"
Stop what?
The nearby scholar looked up in bewilderment. The next instant, his pupils contracted slightly as he dimly saw a merry Hundred-Ton King hurtling toward him.
The instant the scholar went flying, something he had once read involuntarily came to mind. Legend had it that the god of transmigration disguised himself as a Hundred-Ton King to send every child with a dream off on an adventure in another world.
But he only flew three meters before stumbling back to the ground.
He looked around. There was nothing there.
"An exhaustion-induced hallucination?"
Mu Bingge asked curiously, "Buyu, what exactly did you just see?"
Ye Buyu looked at everyone with a wry smile. "Would you believe me if I said I saw the Hundred-Ton King and Big Forklift playing bumper cars?"
Everyone looked up. A breeze blew past. There was nothing there.