22 Spoils of War
Turning off the engine and pulling out the key, Zhao Nuo stepped out of the car, leaned on the blue and white Ford SHELBY-GT500 body, and looked up at the dark night sky overhead.
Although the pollution in the urban area is very strict, the air in the mountainous area where the winding mountain road is located is still relatively fresh. You can see a wonderful canopy of stars, and large and small points of light hang high in the night sky.
"It's kind of like the scene in the game." Zhao Nuo sighed in a low voice.
Aside from the fact that you're not careful, there's no difference between racing in the real world and racing in games. However, it is also because of this that the real-world competition is more exciting than the game.
"What have you been doing in the past three years? Do you know how hard I worked to find you? The woman in a long black trench coat walked up to Zhao Nuo and crossed her arms to admire the stars in the night sky.
"What are you looking for me to do?" Zhao Nuo was a little incomprehensible.
In fact, the game back then was just that he was a little tired from playing the game, so he wanted to change his taste. After that, he resumed his otaku career of hiding in the house and playing games every day, and he has remained so ever since.
"Of course I'm going to fight you again!" The woman said confidently and stood in front of Zhao Nuo.
"Isn't our game long over? What else is it better than? While speaking, Zhao Nuo looked at the tall figure in front of him.
ββIf Xia Xiaoling is a natural girl with some childishness, then the woman standing in front of her now is the kind of standard glamorous royal sister.
Although she is beautiful, she has a cold temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away, as if she doesn't care about anyone or anything.
No, I should say - except for myself.
Looking at the serious royal sister in front of him, Zhao Nuo suddenly had a feeling of "trouble". He could tell that the woman seemed to be interested in him......
"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Nuo asked the woman standing in front of him.
"Your name? I mean your real name. The woman did not answer his question.
"Before you ask someone for their name, you should introduce yourself." Zhao Nuo stared at the other party's pitch-black pupils.
"Lin Shuang." The woman held out her right hand to him.
"Zhao Nuo." Zhao Nuo grabbed her hand and shook it perfunctorily.
It was then that they finally heard the roar of the Dodge CHARGER-SRT8 engine.
The dark muscle car drove slowly and stopped beside them. Then, Guo Zihao, who looked like he had been beaten up, opened the car door and walked out, with a depressed expression on his face.
"If you win, count me as a plant, but you wait for me, one day I will take the car back!" Guo Zihao gritted his teeth and said.
"yes, I know." Zhao Nuo waved his hand lightly: "You can go." β
ββIn the game, drag racing losers will not have so much nonsense, and will only be willing to gamble and lose and leave immediately. Zhao Nuo wasn't interested in saying anything to him now, so he just turned to Lin Shuang and asked, "When will the driver arrive?" β
"Come on, maybe ten minutes left." Lin Shuang raised her right hand and looked at the Citizen men's watch on her wrist.
It was only then that Guo Zihao realized that the "Queen" in his heart actually didn't expect him to win at all. He immediately became furious and scolded, "You ......"
"What?"
Lin Shuang narrowed her eyes and glanced at him, immediately leaving him speechless.
"Get out of here." Lin Shuang said casually, and Guo Zihao immediately ran a few steps back, got on his friend's Lotus sports car and fled.
"You used to know each other?" Zhao Nuo asked.
"That kid seems to be a little scared of me." Lin Shuang smiled slightly, came to Zhao Nuo again, and said seriously: "Thank me, if it weren't for me, do you think he would really give you the car?" β
"Ha, thank you."
Zhao Nuo seriously thanked the royal sister in front of him, and then sat in the Dodge CHARGER with Guo Zihao still plugged in the key, and began to observe the internal structure of the car.
The modified red racing seat, judging from the sound of the engine, has also increased the turbocharged power, and it seems that Guo Zihao has put a lot of effort into his car. Realizing this, Zhao Nuo also smiled slightly:
With this "trophy", I can be said to have taken the "first step" in the real world, at least I am now a person with a car.
Moreover, what he wants to do is not to drive this car for a ride, but to use it to earn some living expenses first.
Relying on the Tenglong car wash and the royal sister named Lin Shuang in front of him, it can be said that it is easy to contact the competition, as long as he makes some money through these competitions, he can finally avoid starvation.
ββThe next thing to think about is the game company.
It's still very unrealistic to live a lifetime just by drag racing, and maybe one day if you accidentally have an accident, it's all over.
What's more, what he wants to do is make games.
"Your thank you are too perfunctory." Lin Shuang's voice pulled him back from his thoughts.
"Ah, then what do you want me to say......" Zhao Nuo stepped out of the car and was interrupted by the other party before he could speak.
The tall woman stepped forward, hugged his body directly, put her head on his shoulder, and whispered to him:
"How about being the best racer with me?"
"What do you mean?"
Feel the warmth and warmth that is close to your body. Body, Zhao Nuo still didn't understand what she wanted to express.
"You're so strong, I like a strong man like you. So let's be together. As long as we join forces, even NASCAR (National Motorsports Federation) races can be conquered, and we can reach the top of the global racing world! β
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Zhao Nuo finally realized that there was something wrong with this woman's way of thinking: it was not herself who was interested in her, but her racing skills, and all she cared about was drag racing.
In a sense, this guy, like Xia Xiaoling, is also the kind of genius in a single field.
Unfortunately, he is not interested in this field......
Zhao Nuo broke free from the shackles of Lin Shuang's arm, stood aside and said coldly, "I refuse." β
"Why?" Lin Shuang obviously didn't expect Zhao Nuo to be so decisive, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his voice.
"I'm not really interested in drag racing at all, I just want to earn some money."
Zhao Nuo paused and continued: "What you are looking for should be that kind of professional racing driver, but I am not even an amateur driver, so you are looking for the wrong person." β
Although he knew that his words would make Lin Shuang sad, it was better to break this woman's illusion as much as possible, otherwise if she kept pestering herself to race in the future, things would become more troublesome.
"But, you're so talented, you can be a professional racing driver!" Lin Shuang rushed to Zhao Nuo's side and grabbed his arm: "You are really a genius!" It's true! Let's go racing together! β
At this time, Lin Shuang no longer has the demeanor of the queen just now, but is more like a little girl who is begging her parents to buy snacks for herself.
But even so, Zhao Nuo's mind has been decided:
"What I'm interested in is making zuΓ² games and playing games, that's all."