Chapter 64: An Easy Victory, Rich Rewards

Lin Mu pressed down on the accelerator, and the speed surged.
In just three seconds, the car was already hitting seventy.
He entered the central area; the opposing vehicle had just emerged from the passageway.
But Lin Mu gave them no chance, ramming straight into them.
Bang!
The luxury car that had just pulled out was slammed back into the tunnel by Lin Mu, its hood crumpled, the driver completely unconscious.
A barbed spear thrust forth.
A long blade descended from above, piercing through the windshield.
The entire process took no more than ten seconds.
Silence filled the surrounding vehicles.
How could anyone play this game?
Lin Mu smiled; victory was far too effortless.
[...Number Eight wins! Next, Numbers Four and Seven, please prepare...]
...
Ten minutes later, five drivers were dead.
[In the second round, one contestant will receive a bye. The lucky wheel begins...]
On the overhead screen, five numbers flickered rapidly; the remaining four watched in tension, each hoping to be spared.
Lin Mu, on the other hand, showed no concern.
With his vehicle’s current modifications, not only were the present cars no match for him—even those two weeks from now might still fall short.
[Congratulations to Number Eight, you have received a bye. The other four, please prepare.]
Lin Mu glanced at the message above and shook his head. “Guess it’s a break for me.”
The others swallowed hard; how could this be so dangerous?
Especially Wang Changjun, who had just regained consciousness—after all, he had driven in himself.
If he were thrown into such a game, he’d be dead beyond redemption.
Wang Changjun gulped. “Has Lin Mu always been so fierce?”
He’d seen Lin Mu’s face remain unchanged during the collision—not a blink, not a flinch.
“Uh, I think he’s always been like this,” Jiang Ying recalled, unable to remember ever seeing him afraid.
She shivered; thinking about it was truly frightening.
Beside her, Shu Xin and Shu Yi wore anxious expressions, recalling their own capture—it seemed similar.
Shu Xin remembered most vividly.
Back then, Lin Mu had been smiling joyfully; she’d almost thought he was a lunatic.
Hmm... perhaps he really is a bit crazy.
Another ten minutes passed, and only three cars remained.
Lin Mu stretched lazily; this time, he shouldn’t be the one with a bye, right?

He straightened, looking up at the screen.
[Congratulations to the three survivors. The final round begins—a free-for-all. Remember, only one victor.]
The display vanished, and Lin Mu’s car began moving forward slowly.
He wasn’t driving; the ground was carrying him in.
Outside, the barricade began to shrink inward.
In the end, the arena became a circle only a hundred meters in diameter.
“Battle start!”
With the announcement, the fence surrounding the three vanished.
Staring at the two cars almost within reach, Lin Mu’s lips curled.
A long blade shot out toward one driver’s seat, settling the matter in a single strike.
He didn’t particularly want to take action, but those were the rules.
The other player froze—was one dead already?
He quickly shifted into reverse, trying to escape Lin Mu.
But it was futile; the space was too small, nowhere to run.
After finishing the last opponent, the surrounding walls disappeared, and the central arena dissolved into points of light.
From the ground, a wooden resource chest slowly rose.
Lin Mu surveyed the changes around him—was it finally over?
He approached the chest, activated the collection mechanism, and opened it.
Nineteen cores went into his backpack.
Ten were prizes, the other nine belonged to the defeated vehicles.
Lin Mu glanced at them: five Level 4, four Level 3.
A tidy profit.
But how did those Level 3s survive under such conditions?
He shook his head; likely they endured through sheer grit. He couldn’t think of any other explanation.
After all, human potential is boundless—there’s always a way to survive.
He tapped experimentally, and his eyes brightened.
An unexpected surprise.
He hadn’t just received vehicle cores—there were resources stored within those cores as well!
This was truly the secret to getting rich; pity about the vehicles themselves.
Lin Mu looked at the sky; the sun was nearly setting.
“Let’s eat first. This place looks safe enough—do any of you want to get out of the car?”
After staying inside for so long, everyone felt numb.
“Sure, sure!” Jiang Ying nodded eagerly.
The air inside was hardly fresh; the others had long wanted out, but never had the chance.

“How about we cook for ourselves?” Shu Xin suggested.
Since they were already aboard Lin Mu’s pirate ship, there was no escaping; better to forge good relations and live comfortably.
She instinctively touched her neck.
Lin Mu shrugged. “I don’t mind, but will your cooking be edible?”
“Who do you take me for? My barbecue is the best!”
Lin Mu’s mouth twitched—barbecue?
If all it took was roasting meat and sprinkling seasoning, anyone could do that.
Seeing their enthusiasm, Lin Mu didn’t want to dampen their spirits.
Of course, this didn’t include Wang Changjun, who’d been captured today.
Lin Mu took some materials from his backpack and handed them over. “Do as you like.”
“Just wait and see.”
Tools were unloaded from the car, the table piled with ingredients, and the women began chopping with kitchen knives.
As for danger, it never crossed their minds.
With Lin Mu around, they believed nothing could threaten their lives.
Lin Mu leaned back in his chair and opened the vehicle core interface—it was time to upgrade.
[Ding! Vehicle core upgraded to Level 7. Capacity: 7 passengers. Backpack +200.]
That’s it? That’s all?
Just a bit more backpack space?
How stingy could they get?
Lin Mu stared at the words, speechless.
But what else could he do—he had to upgrade.
Onward!
[Ding! Vehicle core upgraded to Level 8. Capacity: 8 passengers. Mobile panel unlocked.]
A wristwatch appeared in Lin Mu’s hand; its interface was just a normal digital display.
He tried to summon the panel, and a transparent screen floated up from the watch, about ten inches across—not bad.
“So now, even if I leave the vehicle, I can use the panel?”
But as Lin Mu thought it over, this feature seemed utterly useless to him.
He never left the car.
Exactly.
Lin Mu belonged to the type who avoided leaving the vehicle unless absolutely necessary—anything he could do inside, he’d never do outside. Safety always came first.
This upgrade had drained all his high-level vehicle cores.
And all he got were two such disappointing features; the thought irked him.