Sally Mann also stopped smiling, and instead looked thoughtful.

She slowly recalled, and answered in a slow and serious tone: "If that's the case, then it does seem like something strange... But I'm not sure if I was hallucinating due to fatigue, or..."

"Or what?" Xi Xi's heart skipped a beat. Her intuition told her that this might be a key clue, so she quickly asked.

“I’ve been here… for about half an hour to an hour. To be honest, I was driving while fatigued. There was a stretch of the journey where I was so drowsy that I thought I was hallucinating, feeling like I was about to collide head-on with a car…” Sallyman continued, frowning, trying to recall the scene. “But in the blink of an eye, the car was gone…”

Xi Xi already understood everything. The same experience happening again meant that the so-called "paranormal events" were definitely not just a coincidence.

She frowned slightly, her gaze fixed on Sallyman. After a moment's thought, she suddenly asked, "Did you brake suddenly and turn left?"

Sallyman nodded upon hearing this. She glanced down at her watch and then slowly said, "It should be. The situation was extremely critical. I can't even remember it clearly now. It was all based on instinct."

I have been driving for more than 10 hours straight, and my body and mind are in a state of extreme fatigue. You could say I am severely fatigued while driving.

So even now, I can't tell whether it really happened or if I fell asleep while driving and was hallucinating..." At this point, Sallyman sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

“Actually, for us race car drivers, the high-intensity training on weekdays often leads to overwork, but I didn’t take it too seriously,” Sallyman said, rubbing her temples. “So I just stopped and found a suitable place to rest.”

She pointed to the huge rock on the left side of the road, and the rubble next to it that she had piled up to use as a fireplace.

By this time, Sallyman was quite hungry. The soup in the pot was boiling, and she skillfully stirred the food in the pot, occasionally taking out dry food or seasonings from a cloth bag beside her. Her movements were practiced, as if this was not the first time she had used these dry food and mixed ingredients to make soup to fool herself.

Xi Xi's expression shifted, and she gleaned another piece of information from the words she uttered.

So, Sally Mann is a race car driver!?