Chapter 3: Different dreams (1/2)
”Fuck, Li Yao, no wonder they all call you'Shadowless Hand'. The 11 Mustang GT you changed, soared to a hundred yards in three seconds. It's almost like changing a car completely. I'm so happy. Shoot!”
”...”
”1 minute 59 seconds! 1 minute 59 seconds! God, am I wrong? A new underground car **** is born!”
”...”
”Promise me, stop racing, and be a car repair technician honestly. No one will look down on you. One day, we will have our own 4S shop!”
”...”
”Brother Yao, Brother Yao, I beg you, help me, one last time, except you, who can run the entire river road in 1 minute and 59 seconds? I owe Scars 300,000 yuan, not today You will die, you will die!”
”...”
”Doctor! Doctor! Help him! He is only 23 years old!”
”...”
Amidst the harsh screams, Li Yao jumped up from the floor, drenched in cold sweat.
The morning light outside the window was shining, and the light curtain instrument was still playing classic old songs, like a puppet, the young man was sluggish for half a minute before he gradually broke free from the incomparably real nightmare.
This nightmare was his biggest secret, and even the old man hadn't told it. Since he had the memory, he would have the same strange dream every three to five, just like a... lingering memory.
In the dream, although the same name is Li Yao, he has a completely different life. In a very weird world, he works as a ”car repair mechanic” in a place called a ”4S” shop.
And in the dark night, he is a very powerful car tuner and speed driver in the ”underground racing circle” in that bizarre city. In the night when the engines roar and the adrenaline explodes, he has made a list of items that are jaw-dropping. The record-until death is soaring!
Although repeating death over and over in a dream is a very painful thing, Li Yao did not resent, but was a little fortunate. If it hadn’t been for the dream to give him another life experience, he would never have been in a dangerous grave. Live to this day.
It doesn't matter whether this is just a weird nightmare or a tangled memory from a previous life.
All kinds of yesterday, such as death yesterday; all kinds of today, such as birth today.
No matter who Li Yao was yesterday, Li Yao today is an ordinary middle school student in the Tianyuan Realm, Star Federation, and Floating City.
—Is someone who wants to become a master craftsman!
He took a deep breath, cleaned up the room briefly, and finished washing, just after six o'clock, Li Yao put on his schoolbag and carried the stereo light curtain, and strode out of the house.
Today is Monday, and there is a morning meeting in the morning, and you must arrive at school before 7:30.
Chaoyang New Village is 30 miles away from the second high school affiliated to the Chixiao School where he is studying. It can be reached by taking ”Underground Crystal Rail Line 3” to ”Line 7”, but it will cost eight yuan.
Reluctant to spend money, Li Yao threw off his long legs, picked up the ”Spirit Snake Body Method” taught in the school, and shot it towards the main city.