As the sun set, the Fire Hell Cycling event officially came to an end. The last rays of the setting sun shone warmly on the sandy sea, and the residents of the outer ring eagerly awaited the arrival. On this most important day, many people rushed over without even having time to eat, just to see the new champion.
"Hey, who do you guys think will be the final champion?"
"Is there still some suspense? Pompey hasn't lost in so many years!"
"Not necessarily. Brother Pompey is too old... Besides, if there's no suspense at all, why did you come here? Can't you just listen to the victor's re-election speech tomorrow?"
"I...I came here specifically to celebrate, okay!"
"Come on, your legs are shaking, you're not sure either, are you? Wait, what are you wearing underneath...? You traitor!"
"I...I...Now that things have come to this, I'm not going to act today."
In a corner amidst the clamor of the track, a red-haired gorilla was exposed in public, his face turning bright red.
Meanwhile, a tall, thin man was shouting "traitor!" The shrill sound attracted the attention of those around him, who all turned their gazes and looked at the gorilla-like man with suspicion. Despite the hot weather, he was dressed very warmly and was clutching his coat tightly, as if he were trying to cover something up.
What is this guy trying to cover up?
Everyone was even more puzzled. Could it be a bomb?
But with the gorilla Xi Ren tightly covering himself up, his originally thick coat deflated, leaving so little space that it couldn't hold anything at all.
So what exactly was he pretending to be?
The more curious the crowd became, the more the gorilla Xi Ren tried to conceal himself, which only intensified their curiosity, and their burning gazes were focused on Xi Ren alone.
Many people turned their attention to this with the intention of watching the spectacle.
For a moment, even the speculation surrounding the Victory team subsided somewhat.
Soon, the gorilla Xi Ren could no longer hold back. More than his inner shyness, the stares of others drove him crazy.
The next moment, accompanied by a roar of "I'm not performing today!", the gorilla Xiren suddenly ripped open his jacket, stomped aggressively on the guardrail beside the track, and said with a flushed face:
"I support Wright as the overlord! This arrogant guy is the most handsome, famous, and good-looking guy in the entire outer ring, the undefeated champion!"
These words immediately caused an uproar.
"Damn, wasn't he just supporting Pompey? How come he's suddenly supporting Calydon's son?"
"What do you mean, support the Son of Calydon? The eldest son of Calydon is called Caesar, and this guy supports Wright!"
"Hmm... By the way, is 'arrogant' a compliment? He uses it so naturally! And didn't he say 'handsome' twice?"
"Hey, I don't care about that, I support Bernice! A basin full of sunshine, that's what everyone wants!!!"
"Caesar! Caesar!"
"Damn it, you wicked brats of the Triumphs, don't let the Son of Calydon outdo you, all of you shout 'Brother Pompeii, Brother Pompeii!'"
"Brother Pompeii, Brother Pompeii..."
"Wait a minute, didn't two of our Triumphs go in? Lucius, the second-in-command, and his henchman Morse?"
"Shut up, and call me 'Brother Pompey, Brother Pompey!'"
"..."
The setting sun casts its golden rays upon the western mountains.
Although a chill emanated from the other side of the desert, making the ground temperature even colder.
But people's hearts remained warm. They were full of hope and cheered loudly, waiting for the final overlord's chariot to burst out of the hole, rampage through the gravel that previous overlords had trodden, and be crowned amidst the crowd.
Finally, it arrived. The setting sun stretched its shadow long, and everyone stood on tiptoe, trying to see more clearly and quickly to see who it was.
The host, the playful Johnny, was even more enthusiastic. Standing high on the stage, her pretty face grew hotter with each beat of her heart, her trembling body barely able to contain her excitement, her gaze locked onto the binoculars and unable to look away.
[Here they come! The victors have arrived!]
[All you fuel-guzzling bastards, be thankful! The overlord's off-road vehicle is speeding towards us. Is this the continuation of the old king's reign, or the ascension of a new one? Let's wait and see...]
Before the word "wait" could be uttered, the playful Johnny froze, his expression suddenly changing drastically, his eyes widening in astonishment.
[Wait, off-road vehicles? Are there any off-road vehicles among the competitors?... I remember now! At the beginning of the race, an uninvited guest wandered into the cave. Did he end up winning, or was he just passing by...? Oh my god, sorry my idiots, I didn't see clearly at first.]
Playful Johnny rubbed his eyes, refusing to believe it, and looked into the distance through the binoculars again, exclaiming in surprise:
No, that's not right. Through the windshield, although we can't see who's sitting in the back of the SUV, Papa is in the driver's seat and Bernice is in the passenger seat... and Caesar and Wright's motorcycles are protecting the SUV. Could Caesar be the final victor?
[You know, Caesar is the leader of Calydon's sons... Oh, look, Caesar is waving at us, she's doing this to us...]
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lucy suddenly kicked open the door of the SUV, and with the help of Corinne in the back seat, she jumped onto Caesar's car and stood up by stepping on the seat.
With his meager frame, he unleashed the loudest roar of his life, shouting:
"I am the ultimate winner!"
"Listen up, you fuel-guzzling bastards on the outer ring road!"
"I am the new overlord, the world's number one canary, Lucy!"
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