"Goodness, drinking soup is one thing, but you've gone beyond just seeing Grandma."
Hang in there, young man. We've come a long way already. Just hold on a little longer, and I believe you can do it.
"What? Really? How much longer?"
Upon hearing this, the young man stood up straight.
They've already traveled quite a distance, doesn't that mean they'll be able to escape their suffering soon?
That's wonderful! He really couldn't take it anymore.
"Yes, yes, we've walked quite a bit already. Let me check the map... Hmm, we've walked about a fifth of the way. Isn't that fast?"
"Crack..."
He received no response, but saw that the reporter behind him seemed to have turned into a gray stone statue, and his whole body was cracked.
"Destroy this damned world."
He felt that the old woman in front of him was becoming clearer and clearer, and that she was getting closer and closer to him.
"Don't come any closer!!!"
He didn't say much for the rest of the journey because Bai Yi was still using some terrible map for navigation.
The carriage leaped across a canyon several hundred meters wide, and traversed a rushing river tens of meters wide, moving on its own two feet.
Passing by a bandit's lair, which happened to be blocking their way, Bai Yi had the carriage drive right through it.
What is this? I thought it was a speed bump.
As for those mountain bandits who were completely bewildered and had no idea what was going on?
It's already turned into fragments of a bandit's body, the kind that even a super-reconstruction kit can't put back together.
The map system also records that a user has traveled this route, and can recommend it to others in the future.
(Mysterious voice-over: Look, if others can get through this, you definitely can too. Believe in yourselves.)
Finally, after a day of high-speed racing, the carriage gradually slowed down and came to a stop a few kilometers from its destination.
"Hey buddy, we've arrived. Aren't you happy? This journey is over."
Reporter: ...
Bai Yi turned around and called out, but his friend inside the carriage did not answer his question.
Silence, only silence within.
"Creak..."
He opened the door and saw the reporter inside.
He just sat there quietly, motionless, with his eyes closed, but he was still breathing.
However, with their heads down, they lacked vitality.
It has burned completely, leaving only snow-white ash.
"Thank goodness I didn't die, otherwise I would have lost my driver's license... Well, probably not, the prerequisite for revoking a driver's license is that I have a driver's license."
Hearing Bai Yi's rambling, two lines of tears slid down the reporter's cheeks.
If he had known earlier that carriages could also go supersonic, he would never have sat in that damned seat.
The reporter stopped there for about ten minutes before he returned to normal, seemingly as if his soul, which had been left behind, had caught up with his body.
"I'm alive again! If I ride this bus again, I'll be a dog!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com