Where's... My Car?

The moment before he landed, all the cheering stopped.

Even after he landed, everyone was still a little dazed, unable to believe it.

They were nothing like they had been when he passed through Twin Rocks, excited at that moment.

Everyone's throats were a little dry.

They couldn't help swallowing.

It was uncomfortable, as if they had swallowed an iron nail.

It was clearly something worth celebrating, but their nerves seemed to have gone numb.

One shock after another had left their nerves somewhat exhausted.

After a long silence,

They shouted again.

"God Ye! Fucking awesome!"

"God Ye, invincible!"

Quite a few people used all their strength to shout those words at the top of their lungs. Their cries pierced the clouds, startling countless birds into flight.

Only after shouting did they seem to release all their pent-up pressure.

The exhaustion throughout their bodies faded, and their shoulders suddenly felt much lighter.

Awesome. Simply too damn awesome.

This was the most awesome livestream they had ever watched.

It was leagues better than watching those small-time streamers sing songs and show some skin, and nothing like the Qiao Biluo incident had happened, either.

At the same time, they were amazed by the production team's lavish spending.

Even with some of the original buildings as a foundation, constructing those cities couldn't have achieved that effect without hundreds of billions in funding.

Who on earth was behind the production team, capable of mobilizing so many resources?

At the same time, they took some pleasure in the team's misfortune. The production team was really unlucky: they had chosen someone at random, only to end up with a super boss.

They figured the production team probably felt as though they had eaten fly shit right now.

They had failed to get the laugh they wanted and had instead been treated to a display of dazzling moves.

That display had practically broken through the sky.

There weren't many people in the whole world who could pull it off.

It was so fucking awesome it blew up the streets.

Several leaders from the center of power had also watched the entire livestream.

The person in charge let out a long breath. After Ye Jin's series of moves, no one would think he was unworthy anymore.

At the same time, new hope burned even brighter in their hearts.

As long as Ye Jin performed steadily and nothing unexpected happened along the way,

He had an excellent chance of winning the championship.

Once he won, he would be eligible to compete for that thing.

At the thought, he couldn't help narrowing his eyes. After this series of events, a hope that had originally been slim suddenly became boundless.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He was in an extraordinarily good mood.

After that series of intensely thrilling events ended, countless people woke as if from a dream.

They checked the time and realized they had unknowingly been watching for more than two hours.

Immersed in that tense and thrilling atmosphere, they hadn't noticed the passage of time at all.

Only when they saw they were nearly late for work did they hurriedly eat something and rush to catch the bus.

Even on the way, that morning's incredibly thrilling exercise kept replaying in their minds.

Even now, they still couldn't calm down.

They were completely immersed in it.

On their way to work, they kept their phones in hand.

They were afraid of missing the exciting livestream to come.

City after city began to stir with life, gradually waking up.

But no matter the country, all the trending topics revolved around this reality show.

Countless trending topics surged across the media.

The buzz continued unabated, refusing to die down.

On some domestic social media platforms, even the top ten trending topics were all about the show, and eight of the ten mentioned Ye Jin.

Any topic related to him automatically drew attention, and some even shot into the top ten trending topics in a short time.

Much of his life and past had been dug up.

He was the subject of heated discussion in every street and alley.

Ye Jin still didn't know he had become the biggest trending topic. After completing the low-altitude parachute jump, he rubbed his legs and did recovery exercises.

Although he had broken the record, jumping from so low had subjected both his legs to a tremendous impact, and they didn't feel good.

So he ran and jumped in place to recover, lest he suffer any lingering effects.

Electronic notifications also sounded in his mind.

"Ding, the host has expended eight hundred calories, converted into eight hundred Talent Points."

"Ding, Talent Points remaining: one thousand four hundred and thirty."

"Ding, breakthrough of the Human Body Shackles has reached 10%. Upon reaching 100%, you will become a Galactic New Human."

The first part sounded normal enough to Ye Jin, but the last notification left him baffled.

What are the Human Body Shackles?

And a Galactic New Human?

He recognized every character in those terms separately.

But put together, he had no idea what they meant.

Could it be that every time I complete an extreme sport, I can break through the shackles of the human body?

Then why didn't the people who did extreme sports before break through those shackles and become Galactic New Humans?

Or...

He seemed to have a faint idea of the answer.

It wasn't that the people before him had been unable to break and unlock the shackles.

Rather, they hadn't broken through or unlocked enough to reach the critical point.

Even if some had reached the critical point, they had only completed 10%, or even 5%.

After all, not everyone could cheat like him and master countless master-level skills at once.

As long as he kept completing different extreme sports and pushing beyond human limits, he could unlock new human shackles and become the legendary Galactic New Human.

For some reason, he had a feeling that Galactic New Humans were far from ordinary.

Perhaps it could allow him to play an unexpected role in the battle to defend the home planet.

He exhaled softly.

He packed away his wingsuit and parachute.

Then he suddenly seemed to remember something.

Looking at the towering mountaintop... he suddenly felt... as though he had forgotten something?

His expression turned thoughtful... then blank.

Everyone watched his expression, utterly puzzled and full of speculation.

"What's Ye Jin thinking about? Does he want to do it again?"

"No way. Even if he did it again, he couldn't do it exactly the same way, could he?"

"Maybe he's pondering some truth about life. What the hell do you mortals know?"

"My God Ye lives his life as he pleases. Why would he need to explain himself to anyone?"

Ye Jin slowly looked up.

All the way to the mountaintop.

Where the fuck... is my car?!

Still on the mountaintop!!!

With a mountain this high, do I have to climb all the way back up?

Flying down was great.

It only took a few minutes.

But on foot, there's no getting up there without four or five hours!

But he had already spent a lot of energy. The calories from the little food he had eaten that morning had all been used up during his hour of exercise, high-speed racing, and wingsuit flight.

High-speed racing and wingsuit flight might have looked easy, as though they hadn't used up much energy, but... an hour of exercise couldn't catch up to the physical and mental energy those two consumed, even on horseback.

He was very hungry now and only wanted to go back, have a big meal to replenish himself, and then get a good night's sleep.

As for the car... to hell with it.

He'd deal with it whenever he had time!

Back to the hotel and off to sleep.

He unlocked a shared electric scooter nearby, put his backpack down, and twisted the throttle.

Forty miles an hour... time to speed off!