Rebirth: I have Monopoly System

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Driving Skill

"Hey man, which of your ’driving skills’ is so good?" someone shouted from the crowd.

This immediately drew a roar of laughter from the crowd.

Wu Yun just smiled faintly, offering no explanation.

Seeing this, Wang Gang came to Wu Yun’s rescue. "Alright, alright! We’ll find out how good this young man’s driving is soon enough!"

"Everyone get ready. As soon as Huang Jian gets back, we’ll head in!"

"When we go in, we’ll line up in the order we’re parked!"

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Watching Wang Gang methodically arrange the day’s activities and participation order, it was obvious he was an experienced organizer of such events.

Wu Yun noticed license plates from as far as Yunnan and Gui Province. He asked, "Did all these cars with out-of-province plates just get here?"

Luo Heng chuckled. "Of course. Look at the name of our club: the Southwest Southwest Amateur Racing Club. We have members from all over, including the Yun Gui region and Yu."

"But we’re an amateur racing club, not a supercar club, so it’s a different vibe. Everyone here genuinely loves to drive and is pretty skilled! We even have some drifting and stunt masters in the group!"

Wu Yun scanned the crowd with his glasses, discovering that everyone’s driving Skills were at least ’Skilled.’ A select few were even at the Master Level.

He also saw branch Skills like Expert Drifting and Skilled Stunts.

’Looks like this is different from the gathering of rich kids I was picturing,’ he thought. ’These guys are serious about driving, not just showing off their cars.’

The parking lot now held over forty cars, a third of which showed clear signs of modification.

Just then, Wang Gang’s voice called out from a short distance away. "Everyone to your cars! Line up and follow me!"

At the signal, the crowd ended their conversations and hurried to their respective cars.

In an instant, the roar of countless engines filled the parking lot. Pedestrians and tourists on the roadside stopped in their tracks, pulling out their phones to film the scene.

After all, it wasn’t every day you saw so many sports cars gathered in one place.

"Sir! You’re required to wear a safety helmet on the track!"

A staff member on inspection duty stopped Wu Yun.

Wu Yun glanced around and saw most of the drivers pulling helmets from their trunks and putting them on.

So Wu Yun asked, "Do you sell helmets here?"

"We do, we do! Please, follow me!" the staff member replied with a wide grin.

Faced with a dazzling array of shelves, Wu Yun casually picked out two mid-to-high-range helmets before taking them back to his car.

Outside the pit house of the Rongcheng International Parking Lot was a large open area, easily big enough for the forty-plus cars.

"Track is clear! You may proceed onto the course!" a staff member’s voice announced over the loudspeaker.

Wang Gang, standing at the front of the group, shouted, "Same rules as always! First, we’ll do a few warm-up laps together to get a feel for the track, then head back."

"After a vehicle check, we’ll split into groups for the races! Sign up if you want to compete! We’ll have a supercar group, an entry-level sports car group, and a modified car group! Got it?"

"Got it!~"

"Got it~"

A scattered chorus of replies came back. Many of them had been to this racetrack before, so they were familiar with the rules.

As Wang Gang’s lead car entered the track, the neat line of cars behind him followed.

After a few consecutive laps, Wu Yun felt it was just like driving in traffic on the highway, only with more turns.

"Okay, okay! Time to draw lots. The group we draw will race first."

"The Modified Group!"

Luo Heng excitedly pulled on his helmet and shook his fist at someone in the crowd. "Just you wait! I’m definitely beating you today!"

Wu Yun used his glasses to check and saw that their Skills were more or less evenly matched, except the other guy had an additional Drifting stunt.

’As long as Luo Heng doesn’t get a starting position behind that guy,’ Wu Yun thought, ’he’s pretty much guaranteed to win.’

Wang Gang picked up a megaphone and addressed the drivers of the modified cars who had drawn their numbers. "Friendship first, competition second! Be safe out there! Drive within your limits!"

As the green light flashed, the two columns of cars launched forward in perfect unison. The needles on their tachometers instantly shot to four or five thousand RPM as the violent roar of their engines thundered across the track.

The spectators who had come to watch the action immediately burst into cheers, rooting for their favorite cars.

Luo Heng had gotten lucky with the third starting position. Thanks to the wide, straight section of the track, he quickly overtook the driver in second place.

A gust of wind from the speeding cars washed over Wu Yun’s face. He glanced at the time: the first-place driver’s lap was about one minute and fifty-five seconds, for an average speed of around 105.

Next came Luo Heng in his M4, with a time of one minute and fifty-six seconds.

WHOOSH~ WHOOSH~ WHOOSH~

It wasn’t the same earth-shaking roar of a pack of F1 cars flying by, but for the average person, this was already incredibly fast.

Car after car rocketed down the straightaway before quickly entering the next lap.

Five laps later, the rankings were largely unchanged. After all, the drivers were all pretty evenly matched.

When all the modified cars pulled into the pit house, Luo Heng burst out of his cockpit, pumping his fists in excitement. "I finally broke my record!"

He then ran over to the young man his age that he had challenged earlier and started gloating.

Fortunately, this was just a friendly club competition, free of any clichéd, idiotic drama like betting cars.

After all, Wang Gang had kicked out all the bad apples long ago, leaving only people who were genuinely passionate about cars.

Soon, it was Wu Yun’s turn. Wang Gang didn’t object to him bringing Xu Chenxi along, since this wasn’t an official race.

Xu Chenxi clutched the door handle. Today was full of new experiences for her—she’d have plenty to brag about to her friends back home.

She hadn’t felt it while watching the other races, but now, sitting in the car, her stomach felt like she was on a roller coaster.

Wu Yun couldn’t see Xu Chenxi’s face through her helmet, but the white-knuckled grip she had on the door handle told him she was nervous.

"Don’t be nervous. Like I said, I’m very good at both kinds of ’driving.’ You’ve experienced the first, and now you’re about to experience the second!~"

"Ahhh~"

Her scream was left hanging in the air as the Big Black Bull shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.

Wu Yun had already switched the Big Black Bull to track mode, and he flicked the paddle shifters like he was cracking a whip.

Many people stared, dumbfounded, as a black bolt of lightning streaked past three sports cars that had gotten off to a slower start.

Being fast on the straights isn’t what makes a driver truly fast. Races are won and lost in the corners.

On the first two consecutive corners, the Big Black Bull executed two high-speed drifts back-to-back, its tires kicking up wisps of blue smoke from the friction.

It smoothly overtook two Ferraris that were slowing for the turns. The spectators in the stands all felt the trip had been worth it; this was definitely a Divine-Level driver here to stomp some amateurs!

Throughout the race, Xu Chenxi didn’t hold back, letting out a scream every time they took a corner.

The more Xu Chenxi screamed, the more thrilled Wu Yun became.

Her screams mingled with the screech of tires on pavement as Wu Yun overtook Wang Gang on the final turn to claim first place.