Chapter 00111: There is a Ghost!
# There is a Ghost!
Chapter 111
Novel: Above Destiny
Chapter 111: There is a Ghost!
The exchange of glances lasted only a moment.
After that, Ji Jue shifted his gaze away and did not look back, his smile remaining unchanged.
He quietly observed the extravagant scene before him, like an onlooker who didn’t participate at all.
At this moment, he was nearly one hundred percent sure: the ones coming were up to no good.
He just did not know how much the person opposite had spent to make this woman show her teeth like a rabid dog guarding her territory.
Everyone was just subcontractors; why make things difficult for fellow subcontractors?
If they discussed things privately, displayed some grace, and split the money at the end, wasn’t that doable? After all, there was no end to the money to be made; friendship came first, competition second.
Of course, the condition was that he could not be the one in second place.
However, seeing how affectionate the other party was with Mu Jiang, it seemed he was no mere overworked lackey but possibly a deep partner.
But if you didn't want friendship…
Then there was nothing left but to use the big stick.
But all he had was a nine millimeter hunter, and he had no idea what caliber she preferred.
Should he switch to something bigger?
On the sidelines, an inconspicuous little tricycle quietly parked next to a group of trucks, ready to await orders.
After exchanging insults, banter, and igniting the competition's atmosphere while indulging in champagne, the young masters and princesses finally began the race.
This time, besides the fiercely competitive Chen Yusha and Mu Jiang, there were around five or six other contestants, all driving luxurious cars that were show-stoppers at the auto exhibition or wildly modified sports cars that one wouldn’t even recognize.
Eight or nine racing cars lined up on the road, revving their engines loudly, a deafening roar filling the air.
“Hmm?”
As he got into the car with his female companion, Mu Jiang looked at Kunpeng beside him, his brows arching slowly. “Why did you bring another person? And it’s a man?!”
With a mocking smile appearing, he raised his voice, “You didn’t pay someone to help, did you?”
“Yes, I did.”
Before Chen Yusha could respond, Ji Jue spoke first, nodding in affirmation.
His straightforwardness left Mu Jiang momentarily stunned, who had been ready with taunts.
“Hmm?”
“To consider the dangers of racing on mountain roads and to avoid accidents between competitors, Mr. Chen specially hired me to provide safety assurance for the race.”
Ji Jue smiled and pulled out a thick stack of documents from his pocket: emergency rescue certificates, first aid certificates, a level-three mechanical engineer qualification, a level-two automotive technician qualification…
A row of colorful documents was laid out before Mu Jiang, causing his face to shift, rendered speechless for a moment.
“Safety first, safety first!”
Chen Yusha laughed heartily, patting Ji Jue's shoulder. “This bro of mine is a lifesaver. I spent a lot to hire him. If you happen to lose and have a brain hemorrhage, he can help you out. It’s a lot better than the one you've got crying on the sidelines, isn’t it?”
“Keep him for yourself!”
Mu Jiang cast them a cold glance, slamming the car door. “When I blow you up later, he can’t crawl out to refill your windshield washer fluid while you cry and can’t see the road!”
Beep—
A sharp horn echoed from the front of the racetrack, and in an instant, all the competing vehicles burst forth with a deafening roar from their engines, like iron beasts growling.
Just the ceaseless soundwaves were enough to make one’s heart race and blood boil.
The hot wind rushed in, wrapping around them.
“This time, it’s up to you, Brother Ji. If we lose this time, I won’t be able to face anyone for half a year.”
Chen Yusha, who had just boarded the car, was no longer as arrogant as before.
He seemed to be deflated and gripped Ji Jue's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.
Ji Jue could only reassure him over and over, “Don’t worry, don’t worry, we’ll definitely win.”
Beep—
The second horn sounded in the distance, and the temporary traffic lights changed to yellow.
Instantly, deathly silence fell; no one spoke, each pair of eyes widening, staring at the flickering green light before them.
Holding their breath.
Under the catalysis of alcohol and stakes, everyone could no longer contain their excitement, even fervor for speed.
“It’s coming.”
Ji Jue reached for the car door, softly saying, “Get ready.”
“Huh?” Chen Yusha turned back in confusion. “Get ready for what—”
In that moment, the final elevated alert burst forth.
The green light shone bright.
Then, a violent wind rushed in through the open window.
The race began!
[Run, like you’ve always wanted to run!]
Ji Jue smiled, his hand caressing the dashboard: [Tonight, no one can stop you, I promise.]
[At your command!]
As the engine revved, Kunpeng seemed to be already in tears of joy!
Like a mad dog finally breaking free from chains, it roared and charged forth, having never felt a hint of freedom since it rolled off the assembly line.
The spark plugs lit up, fueling the engine’s thunderous roar.
Zero to sixty in an instant, the speed instantly maxing out!
In the astonished eyes of all onlookers, the once slowest-reacting Chen Yusha had already surged ahead, dashing forward at an unimaginable speed!
Mechanical divinity!
With the power of fluid alchemy behind it, Kunpeng accelerated even further, reaching heights beyond what the official measurements showed.
Zero to one hundred kilometers in just 1.7 seconds!
Furthermore, it didn’t stop there; in just a few short hundred meters, the numbers on the dashboard jumped to two hundred and sixty!
It was simply like a rocket.
Even the streetlights outside appeared blurry, stretched into fleeting lines, and when Chen Yusha finally regained his senses from the sudden speed, he couldn’t help but scream in fright.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Help!!!!!!”
He instinctively wanted to struggle but realized he was firmly secured by four or five safety belts, nearly unable to move in the driving seat.
“If you want to win, you better weld that foot to the gas pedal! No letting go even if the sky falls!” Ji Jue gripped his arm, refusing to let him shift gears. “With me here, I guarantee you won’t die; as long as you don’t crash, push it to the limit!”
“Too fast!”
Chen Yusha screamed, his eyes dizzy as he watched the fleeting scenery outside. “I’ve never gone this fast!”
“Then from now on, you will!”
Ji Jue raised his voice. “Remember how you asked it to help you? It answered!”
At that moment, he turned to Chen Yusha, along with Kunpeng, questioning him:
“Are you going to escape?”
Chen Yusha froze, unable to make a sound.
He gritted his teeth and forced out a smile that looked more pained than crying.
But his foot on the gas pedal never lifted!
“Very good, very good.” Ji Jue nodded.
The engine roared violently, and Kunpeng howled with joy.
Speed surged again, charging ahead towards the first turn.
But behind them were two persistent lights clinging tight.
The wild horse chased without relent.
Even in the first gentle bend, there was no sign of slowing down, the entering and exiting angles flawless, the timing simply exquisite.
Not only was the modified power terrifying, but the handling was so precise that Ji Jue assumed the driver was an idle champion from some racing circuit rather than merely a rookie!
Such skill, yet beaten back by F2?!
Ji Jue widened his eyes, incredulous.
Thanks to the advantages of the bend and the terrifying power of the wild horse, Mu Jiang had already caught up, driving alongside them.
The two cars accelerated again on the narrow mountain road, neither willing to relent even a little.
“Damn, what good is a great car if it still comes down to the driver!”
Mu Jiang looked back, grinning at Kunpeng, ready to mock them with a gesture, but his hand froze mid-air, stunned.
What the hell kind of expression is that?
In the driver’s seat, Chen Yusha slowly turned his head.
Though his eyes were still wet with tears, his expression was clearly that of someone screaming and crying, yet at that moment, a bizarre smile spread across his lips.
It was a smile that seemed to oscillate between crying and laughing, flickering in the streetlight’s glow, reflecting the grim green hues on the dashboard.
So eerie.
In an instant, Mu Jiang felt a chill race from his heels up to the back of his neck.
Damn, there’s a ghost!!!
That scoundrel Chen Yusha, could it be that he hired a dead racing god to possess him?!
In a moment of distraction, Kunpeng pulled ahead, the other side slowing down, preparing for another turn… no matter how Mu Jiang veered, he skillfully blocked the overtaking route.
The way he flipped and turned was so familiar, so precise in the bends, it was like the nightmare he once saw on the racecourse.
They were simply untouchable!
A sudden coldness gripped Mu Jiang’s heart—he was not going to be blown up by that ‘slow-speed race god’ from the club, was he?
“Stop gaping!”
In a rush, he shot a glare at Cheng Shuang in the passenger seat. “Do something!”
The woman, who had been focused on maintaining capacity, changed her expression slightly but ultimately said nothing.
Instead, she increased the flow of energy, controlling this monster pieced together from various high-spec parts to accelerate once more.
Simultaneously, she raised her other hand, shakily extending towards the speeding Kunpeng.
But then her expression changed again.
Her control was being pushed back?!
Before her ability could apply its force, that car had already been enveloped by another ability, leaving no gaps and completely covering everything inside-out.
From the wheel rims to the body to the engine, the entire vehicle melded seamlessly under the enhancement of the remnants’ properties, as if it were a crafted alchemical item!
Cheng Shuang’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Either sitting in the other car is a master craftsman she’d never heard of, or the other party’s ability far exceeds her imagination!
No follower of common goodness can compare to the remnants in using outside objects.
Moreover, the type of ability the other side possessed seemed similar to her own.
Cheng Shuang didn’t have the good fortune that Ji Jue had in finding a master to study under; not a single cent of tuition spent; she wasn't the chosen one of the remnants, either.
Instead, she was from the Celestial Root series.
After experiencing the higher call in a fortuitous turn of events, she found that she could impose influence on complex mechanical constructs using her own spiritual essence.
Unfortunately, its strength, efficiency, and scope could not be compared with the chosen one’s summons, and the high-end matrices of the Celestial Root series were firmly held by the empire and federation.
All she could find in the markets were either defective or ordinary goods.
For control-type abilities, the advantage of initiative was immeasurably important.
If the opponent gains precedence, then to take over control, one must engage in a tug-of-war from an exceedingly unfavorable position.
Moreover, Ji Jue had already transformed Kunpeng into a fully modified alchemical item using fluid alchemy, creating a fortress-like entity that barred her completely from entry.
This time, things might go terribly wrong.
As the same thought flickered through her mind, she shivered involuntarily, no longer daring to hesitate.
Gritting her teeth, she pulled out an ancient-looking square iron box from her bag.
The palm-sized box, once opened, revealed a complex array of mirrors and structures inside.
After closing it up, it transformed into a small gadget resembling a telescope.
Through the hollow, she could see various lights refracting between the lenses, transforming into a dazzling array of colors—it was a kaleidoscope.
But the front of the kaleidoscope held a strange opening.
It aimed out toward the speeding Kunpeng.
Yet in the midst of the fierce driving, she kept losing the lock.
After several failed attempts, she couldn’t help but get angry: “Useless, drive steadier!”
“You think you can drive? This isn’t your personal car!” Mu Jiang roared angrily. “If I lose this time, you better not think you’ll get off easy!”
Cheng Shuang’s eyes flashed with a cold glint for a moment, but she still didn’t argue back.
And in that instant, with Mu Jiang’s reluctant cooperation, the kaleidoscope finally locked onto the speeding Kunpeng.
Then Cheng Shuang’s face went pale as she felt her spiritual essence being endlessly swallowed by this artifact, nearly stripped clean in an instant.
A hint of radiant light flickered from the kaleidoscope.
And then it vanished without a sound.
(End of Chapter)