The airship landed at the airport, surrounded by metal buildings that dazzled in the sunlight. Xia Shizhao looked at the gold handrails, which shone with a dazzling golden light, glittering and extravagant.
The sight of the extravagant style made Xia Shizhao's lips twitch slightly.
That's why Venus is said to be the richest planet; there aren't many planets that can afford to use gold as handrails.
Venus, as its name suggests, is full of rare metals; gold is just the most common metal.
It has more mecha materials that mechanics like, so there are more mechanics on this planet than on other planets. Firstly, resources are abundant, and secondly, there is trade. Many popular interstellar toys are traded out from here.
"Sister, would you like to buy some flowers? Ten yuan a stem, please buy one for the sister next to you!"
Ge Shiyi looked at the little girl in front of her, then at Xia Shizhao, and asked, "Do you want flowers?"
Looking at the girl's expectant eyes, Xia Shizhao silently shook his head, "I'll buy it myself."
She pointed to the gradient pink tulips in the girl's basket, "I'll take one of these."
The girl's eyes lit up instantly, and she said very politely, "Thank you, sister."
She skipped away happily, basket in hand.
For some reason, Xia Shizhao felt that she was a bit like a cat...
"Underground racing! The racing starts tonight! A thrilling and exhilarating racing competition! Don't miss it!"
A man dressed like a bandit was hawking flyers on the street. Xia Shizhao and his companion were involuntarily drawn to him. The man then handed them the flyers and vanished in an instant.
Xia Shizhao:?
Ge Shiyi: ?
They looked at each other, then glanced at the flyer.
The two, who hadn't even gone to the hotel, immediately agreed to go to the underground racing competition that night to watch the excitement.
...
"Welcome, guest. Here is your mask."
After accepting and putting on the fox mask, Xia Shizhao declined the waiter's offer and led Ge Shiyi inside.
Although underground racetracks dare to advertise loudly on the street, they still belong to a gray industry chain.
Race car drivers must sign a life-or-death contract.
Amidst the clamor of betting, Xia Shizhao, behind his mask, narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly recalling his first meeting with Ye Qiuling over a year ago.
She was filled with resentment and raced recklessly in the car.
And she was her rival.
The two reached the finish line together, both wearing masks, and did not recognize each other until Youyou said it was her.
She really couldn't believe that the carefree, arrogant race car driver who looked down on everyone was Ye Qiuling.
She had only been a general for a short time then, but she was already a household name. She had no choice but to wear a mask, and as for her...
I simply don't want to be disturbed.
Because most underground racers have employers, in addition to the money they receive from the race track and a fixed salary, at a certain point they have to pay with their lives for their bosses, otherwise they will face endless pursuit.
This industry is high-risk, high-reward.
There are injuries and deaths in every match.
A loud explosion rang in their ears, and many people in the arena cursed angrily. There was no fear, only frantic screams and the cries of gamblers who had lost.
Xia Shizhao looked at these people coldly, his heart unmoved.
"Shizhao...why don't we go outside?"
Ge Shiyi, standing to the side, turned pale, her eyes still fixed on the two race cars that had collided and were bleeding.
Seemingly unaccustomed to it, Xia Shizhao blinked, nodded, and led her away from there.
"Why don't you go back to the hotel first? I suddenly remembered I need to buy something."
Ge Shiyi was a little dazed, nodded, and went back on her own.
After seeing the person leave, Xia Shizhao returned the way he came and went back to the underground racetrack.
Without Ge Shiyi by his side, many people came over to chat with him, but Xia Shizhao coldly ignored them and headed straight for the race car drivers.
It's been too long since I've gone crazy.
Play one round before coming down.
Xia Shizhao passed through without any obstacles after producing his old racing driver's license.
"Number 10, you're here! We even reserved a car for you." The woman with deep red, wavy hair winked enthusiastically as she looked at the documents. "I've bet everything on you~ If I win, I'll repay you with my body~"
"Thank you... but I won't accept your offer of marriage."
Speechless for a moment, I skillfully rushed to the changing room.
The woman's scarlet lips curled slightly upwards as she rested her chin on one hand. "Oh dear, I'm so heartbroken."
A bright red fingernail lightly tapped the table, and a card appeared between her fingers: "Xiao Qi, go and start a new betting pool. Help me bet on the new number ten who's coming later."
"Okay, boss."
A robot appeared from the side, picked up the card, and walked towards the gambling table.
Within minutes, Xia Shizhao changed into protective clothing, took a helmet, and went onto the field.
In an instant, many sighs and murmurs arose from the crowd.
She habitually ignored these voices; these people had no effect on her whatsoever.
Xia Shizhao got into the car directly.
This car was the one she won in her first race.
After that, he accompanied me to many competitions on and off.
Her gaze lingered tenderly and reluctantly over everything inside the car.
Xia Shizhao withdrew his gaze and waited quietly for the instruction to begin the match.
"Bang--"
The gun fired, and the race car roared off instantly, the engine's thunderous roar deafening, the tires screeching as they rubbed against the ground.
With a loud crash, Xia Shizhao glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that two cars had collided right at the start of the game.
The audience erupted in cheers, some yelling, "Damn it! Noob! If you can't drive, don't bring your son on the field! It's my money!"
"You son of a bitch, you're dead! You ran over the person who died too!"
The shouting and cursing continued.
The race cars in the traffic jam chased each other, neither giving way, while the drone filming closely followed the swaying figures of the cars.
Xia Shizhao, who was running in the lead, was far ahead.
Suddenly, Xia Shizhao let out a low curse. He realized that this was not an ordinary race, but a betting game between a group of rich people, when the racer behind him was about to hit him.
Lingying! That old scoundrel tricked me again.
As the car entered the bend, it decelerated rapidly, tilted, and the two cars collided instantly, sparks flying. The strong smell of gunpowder permeated the nasal cannula through the helmet.
Xia Shizhao glanced at the grinning racer staring at her, then at the bend ahead. She slammed on the gas, and the right side of her car screeched against the wall. The person who had hit her hadn't expected her to accelerate there, and the car suddenly crashed into the wall and came to a stop, puffs of black smoke billowing from the front, successfully blocking the race cars behind.
The quiet stands erupted in a deafening roar of cheers.
Upon reaching the destination, the vehicle was almost totaled, and Xia Shizhao's injured arm was dripping with bright red blood.
He parked the car and stormed off to the backstage area.
He grabbed the woman with red wavy hair by the collar, veins bulging on the back of his hand, his eyes blazing with rage, "You fucking want to die!"
"You signed the life-and-death contract voluntarily."
The woman smiled and raised both hands. "You weren't like this before. And you're fine now, aren't you? You even helped me make a fortune. To show my sincerity, how about a 50/50 split?"
Xia Shizhao abruptly let go of her hand, turned and left, coldly saying, "I've donated the money. I'm never coming back. You can do whatever you want with the car."
Cigarette smoke curled and was exhaled from Lingying's lips. She listlessly tossed her hair and asked curiously, "What? Something on your mind? Afraid of dying?"
"right."
Without hesitation or delay, she slammed the door and left.
A lazy voice called out in her ear, "You're welcome to come see me anytime. We can be friends even if you're not a race car driver, sweetheart~"
Once outside the underground racetrack, Venus experienced short days and long nights; by 3 PM, the sky was already full of stars.
Xia Shizhao casually took out a bottle of medicine and drank it; injuries on the track were commonplace.
But today is the first time I've felt the fear of death.
He deeply realized that he still had family waiting for him to return.
Xia Shizhao went to the mall to change his clothes, and to avoid arousing suspicion, he threw away the bloodstained clothes.
After returning to the hotel and taking a shower, Xia Shizhao took out some water from the refrigerator and gulped it down.
Knock knock—
There was a knock on the door.
"Zhaozhao, are you there?"
A weak voice drifted out from the doorway.
Xia Shizhao opened the door, wiped the water droplets from the ends of his hair, and looked at Ge Shiyi:
"What's wrong?"
Standing at the door, Ge Shiyi became hesitant and stammered, "Um..."
Seeing her like this, Xia Shizhao smiled and asked, "Can't you sleep?"
"no……"
stare……
Under Xia Shizhao's gaze, her face grew increasingly red, and she nodded helplessly, "I'm afraid to sleep alone."
Xia Shizhao stepped aside and said, "Come in."
Neither of them were willing to compromise, so they booked double rooms, which were more than enough for two people.
With someone nearby, Ge Shiyi was noticeably calmer. "There are still three days until the competition starts. Jin Xing has quite a few gadgets. Let's go out and have a look tomorrow."
She lay on the bed and waved the food delivery app at Xia Shizhao.
“Okay,” Xia Shizhao glanced at the items and saw that there were many more toys than online shopping. “It seems like there are a lot of things that kids would like. I’ll buy some new gadgets and send them back to Xiaoyun and the other two little devils.”
\"Um.\"
After drying her hair, Xia Shizhao yawned, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, looking extremely tired. "Go to sleep early, I'm a little tired."
"good."
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