Even though the race isn't over yet, at least everyone doesn't have to worry about driving along and suddenly getting shelled.

Compared to that, the heat of the day and the bitter cold at night are child's play.

An Ning had just a bit of a complaint about this...

"It's so hot."

They had just set out half a day ago, and An Ning was lying on her chair, wilting under the sun, her face flushed, her mind hazy. "Ji Jue, what did you feed me?"

"?"

Ji Jue turned back with a blank expression while driving: "I don't know what I just gave you, but if you keep going this way, someone will soon have to eat a small mouse."

"Ugh, so annoying."

An Ning's eyes instantly welled up with tears: "Before, when you needed me, you called me darling and baby, did this and that to me, but now that I'm injured and useless, I become 'someone'..."

"..."

Ji Jue was silent, starting to hesitantly consider whether he should deal with the drama queen in the passenger seat before the race ends. Otherwise, at the finish line, who knows how much the reputational damage could be!

Or just burn a bit more fuel...

With a sigh, he turned on the air conditioning.

Immediately, the lump in the passenger seat perked up, sprawled over the air vent, squinting and enjoying the breeze.

Feeling cooler, she regained her energy, humming a tune so off-key it was unrecognizable, joyfully fiddling with Ji Jue's tools and equipment.

Like a child with endless energy.

Just from appearances, it's hard to imagine she's a Rebirth Rank White Deer chosen.

What Ji Jue envied most was her physique... Despite suffering such a severe injury, she recovered with lightning speed, sleeping it off mostly. She even removed the stitches from her heart herself, tied them into a knot, and hung it on a hair clip, looking odd and peculiar.

Most of the time, she was troubling the driver, shirking her duties as a navigator, and pestering Ji Jue with endless chatter, asking questions all the time.

"Anyway... why continue the race?"

She crouched idly on the glove box, tugging Ji Jue's hair, and he swatted her away grumpily, yet she took advantage of his distraction, reached out again, and put the hair clip on his head, giggling mischievously, ready to bother him endlessly if he didn't speak.

Such a nuisance of a kid.

Ji Jue sighed, asking back, "Why not?"

"There's no opponent left, right?"

She asked, "All the opponents have been dealt with, and after such a big fuss, even the most foolish ones in the back probably won't dare to come forward."

"Then they won't come forward."

Ji Jue was much calmer, continuing to drive on the desolate desert at high speed: "Counting our gains, we've almost broken even, and not lacking that little bit."

More than not lacking, we made a hefty profit.

Not only the blessing and Mechanical Descent's growth, or the fully completed Unquenchable Firewood, just the drastically falling stock prices of four companies over these days have made Ji Jue, who prepared to short sell, raking in huge profits, with his account balance skyrocketing daily, practically an overnight fortune.

Going out this time, we've collected enough material for three works, even the initial equipment needed for the workshop is all in place. Instantly surpassing the capital accumulation stage that every craftsman dreads, now he can focus on researching the Xiang Sword Theory for the next few years without worrying about income.

Who said there are no good echoes? The echoes are incredibly beneficial!

Without those echo folks, where would Ji Jue find so many gullible people willing to be fleeced?

"Hmm..."

An Ning tilted her head, observing him with confusion, "Still feels strange."

"What's strange?" Ji Jue asked back.

"Since the goal is achieved, and the race is meaningless, based on your past habits, wouldn't you have quit already?" An Ning said, "Things without purpose or results, isn't it a waste of time to you?"

"..."

Ji Jue was silent, momentarily taken aback, realizing he had no rebuttal.

Just like An Ning said, previously, upon realizing a race provided nothing but a bit of symbolic reputation and exhausted its usefulness, he would have withdrawn without hesitation.

But why refuse when asked by a reporter?

Without any thought, he unwaveringly refused.

"Oh, I get it!"

An Ning's eyes suddenly shone as if she reached an epiphany: "Ji Jue, you can't let go of me, want to remove distractions, and enjoy a sweet trip for two with me, right?!"

[???]

A hundred thousand question marks rose from Ji Jue's forehead.

No way, how did you, a White Deer who can't even calculate an eccentric shaft's linear vibration, come to this ridiculous conclusion?!

"I knew it, you have me in your heart!"

An Ning beamed, nudging Ji Jue's shoulder, "Oh, come on, the comics say that the tsundere type easily misses good fortune, and the trend now is chasing the wife even to her grave. Should I act high and aloof, snorting indifferently?"

"An Ning—" Ji Jue sighed helplessly.

"Hm? What?"

An Ning squeezed beside the driver's seat, leaned close, eyes blinking expectantly: "Confess? I'm not just any girl, you know! But if Ji Jue is sincere enough, I might seriously consider!"

"Please stop dreaming."

With a blank expression, Ji Jue reached out, pinched her face, and pushed it aside, "A woman without a college diploma isn't in my selection criteria, thanks."

How could a slacker who can't even score two hundred across seven subjects dare to covet a master's degree from one of the Federation's top ten, Tianmen University?

Pure wishful thinking!

Ignoring An Ning's protests and complaints, Ji Jue maneuvered Mercury, pinning her back to the passenger seat, conveniently shutting her mouth.

Now, finally peaceful.

Ji Jue's hand swept across the dashboard, for the first time since setting out, he turned on the radio, gentle piano music resounded in the silence.

Suddenly he felt that perhaps continuing the race wouldn't be so bad.

At least securing a placement is beneficial for the Coastal Automobile Factory's development.

Moreover, Yan Jian organized so many people to send support and cheering videos, as the director, he shouldn't just ignore it.

Just consider it occasional good-heartedness, doing something meaningless...

He lifted his gaze, looking out at the scene, at the vast world he'd never seen.

Even if it's just barren wastelands and endless yellow sands, lacking beautiful scenery, it still feels exhilarating.

The azure sky was high and distant, so bright, with everything gleaming splendidly under the blazing sun.

"What a beautiful day."

He murmured softly.

Leaving behind the so-called purposes and meanings, Ji Jue drove, traversing the endless road.

Gradually, he lazily hummed along with the melodies from the radio.

And carried on.

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