Chapter 1: The Mad Driver

The man placed a stack of Xingyuan in front of Yuan Ye and said, "If you complete this, all this money will be yours."

"In ten minutes, can you reach the Matia Air Force Base?" the man stated his request.

A crisp sound echoed as the magnetic lines in the seat activated, and the man's body was secured to the chair

Look ahead! Observe the surroundings with the movement of your pupils. Also, your wrist is too stiff; remember that the best state for driving is to be tight but not rigid, relaxed but not careless. Helplessly, the man had no choice but to teach Yuan Ye the methods of piloting the fighter jet as they were, after all, any slight mistake now could result in a fatal outcome for both.

The man took a look at the battered car, its body covered in scratches. Of the four sensors at the front, only one remained relatively intact, resembling a vehicle that had just returned from a battlefield of gunfire and explosions. However, the fact that he could drive the car into such a state was enough to prove that this guy had quite a bit of audacity

Are you settled in?" Yuan Ye asked in a nonchalant manner

"Fine, for the sake of the money, I'll take this order. Get in the car," Yuan Ye said, kicking the door of the front passenger seat, which slowly opened with a sound of shattering fragments.

"Aren't you looking for the boldest driver? I am that person," Yuan Ye said to the man in front of him, without any expression.

Beep

However, just as the words were on the tip of his tongue, he swallowed them back. As a pilot, he was acutely aware that doing anything to distract the driver in such a situation was a grave taboo

The dilapidated car, which is quite unpleasant to the eye, finally came to a quiet stop in front of a luxurious hotel. Inside the driver's seat sat a thin, pale-faced youth, who lazily leaned back against the seat riddled with holes. The entire person appeared extremely fatigued, with deep-set eye sockets and calluses on his hands that were incongruous with his age, all of which indicated the hardships of his life. However, his gaze, much like that of the car, seemed disheveled yet revealed a strange quality that was difficult to grasp.

His sudden turn was of no concern, but it startled the man greatly: "Don't look at me, look ahead!" Now the man could no longer care about any etiquette; he directly turned his face back to the front. As a soldier, he was not afraid of death, but dying while in a hurry would be utterly unworthy.

As the magnetic vehicle once again levitated, Yuan Ye pushed the engine booster forward, turned the steering wheel, and the entire magnetic vehicle, accompanied by the roar of the engine, surged into the bustling street.

After a series of maneuvers, the dilapidated magnet vehicle suddenly rolled like a wheel, performing several lateral rolls before detaching from the main road and entering the dense steel jungle of high-rise buildings

Yuan Ye scratched his head, appearing quite hesitant: "If I drive too fast, the traffic management bureau will not let me off the hook"

Amidst the continuous flow of vehicles, one magnetic car stands out conspicuously. Its most notable feature is its dilapidation; the pockmarked body has lost much of its paint, making it difficult to discern its original color. The roaring engine resembles the dying howl of a beast, while faint wisps of white smoke occasionally seep from the cracks in the car's body. From a distance, it is truly a sight that is hard to bear.

Yuan Ye scratched his head again. It was a full 40 kilometers from here to the Mattia Air Force Base. If he wanted to arrive within ten minutes, he would have to accelerate to over 200 kilometers per hour in the congested city traffic. As he contemplated this, he couldn't help but scrutinize the man in front of him. Although his clothing appeared neat on the surface, the collar revealed that his undershirt had clearly been hastily put on, and there was a hint of red on his jaw, indicating that this guy had not behaved well the night before.

Indeed, in addition, for drivers, regardless of the situation, it is essential to remember not to keep the elbows completely straight, as this will significantly reduce the flexibility of the arms

Not long after, a stern-looking man emerged from the entrance of the hotel. He appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, dressed in a crisp military uniform that accentuated his spirited demeanor. The only incongruity was his disheveled hair and light stubble, indicating that he had clearly rushed out without having time to groom himself. At this moment, he was anxiously scanning his surroundings, as if searching for something.

"Look, I've been targeted again," Yuan Ye glanced at the man, displaying a rather helpless expression. "But rest assured, I will fulfill my promise to you; this is my principle. In business, one must value integrity." As Yuan Ye spoke, he swiftly turned the steering wheel to the left, his nimble fingers deftly navigating each control panel.

In the bustling city, gray and white buildings stand tall on this lively land, surrounded by various magnetic vehicles that swim like fish through this steel-cast "coral," busy and crowded

Bang

In fact, he originally intended to call for a military helicopter, but doing so would expose his debauched lifestyle from the previous night. In that case, wouldn't the commander's spittle drown him? Moreover, at this point, the helicopter might not even be able to catch up with the situation.

Hello! The man is determined to stop Yuan Ye from such a ridiculous act. It is important to understand that navigating at such high speeds between densely packed buildings is extremely dangerous. Moreover, it is evident that the broken vehicle's onboard radar is malfunctioning, making it impossible to foresee obstacles ahead; judgment can only rely on the naked eye.

"Is there anything wrong with this car?" The man surveyed the interior, noting the worn seats, the outdated dashboard, and even the tangled wiring exposed to view.

If the dilapidated car just now could be likened to a rabbit, then the current magnetic car has transformed into a relentless beast. This dilapidated vehicle weaves and maneuvers through the flow of traffic, its speed not only maintained but even increased. When encountering narrow passages, the car's body can even stand upright and pass through.

"How could the service company send me such a broken-down car?" The man complained to Yuan Ye with a frown, clearly very dissatisfied with the vehicle.

Yuan Ye disregarded the man's expression, casually removed the service company's logo, and then started the engine

The man was momentarily taken aback, and could not help but glance at the expressionless Yuan Ye. Could such a dilapidated vehicle arrive on time? Suddenly, the man felt as if he were boarding a pirate ship.

Approximately three minutes had passed, and the hood was already billowing with white smoke, while a faint burnt smell permeated the cabin. It was evident that this broken-down vehicle had reached its limit. The speed displayed on the dashboard was 200 kilometers, but the actual speed was much faster. The scenery on both sides rushed by, gradually merging into a linear blur.

"If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no problem." Yuan Ye uttered another meaningless remark

He couldn't help but take a glance at Yuan Ye. His appearance was acceptable, but he lacked refinement, giving off a somewhat scruffy impression. His driving skills were nothing extraordinary, but his hand speed was exceptionally fast, and his reaction time was remarkably high. Moreover, he was particularly bold, daring to squeeze through any gap, and he showed no reduction in speed when turning.

"Tight yet not rigid, loose yet not slack." Yuan Ye murmured softly, as if savoring the meaning behind these words

This is how it should be. Yuan Ye extended his hand and heavily slapped the backrest of the man's chair several times

"This car shouldn't have any problems, right?" the man asked tentatively. As a pilot, he was not afraid of speed, but this car... He could vaguely hear the "squeaking" sound made by the damaged body of the car rubbing against the air. If it went any faster, this broken car would either blow a gasket or disintegrate in mid-air.

At this point, the man could no longer concern himself with much. He tossed the aviation backpack into the car and then climbed in himself.

He quickly set his sights on Yuan Ye's dilapidated car, his brow furrowing involuntarily, and then he took a few quick steps to reach Yuan Ye's side

This is entirely a method of driving like a fugitive, yet even so, every time he encounters danger, he is able to turn peril into safety

Now, it resembles a battered loach, weaving back and forth in the crowded three-lane road, sometimes skillfully overtaking, and at other times feigning innocence by quieting down, presenting a pitiful posture.

"What were you about to say just now?" Yuan Ye turned his head and asked

His name is Yuan Ye, and he is a ... . ... a multi-professional individual, in other words, someone who excels in several jobs at once. At this moment, he is directing his gaze towards the entrance of the luxurious hotel, as if waiting for something. He casually placed a service company's sign on the roof of his car.

"The magnetic vehicle in front, please pay attention. You are required to stop immediately and submit to inspection." Behind Yuan Ye, two white traffic management vehicles were rapidly approaching him, and the colorful lights ahead were continuously changing colors, which served to indicate to the vehicles in front to stop and submit to inspection

Some drivers with insufficient psychological resilience, upon seeing such a beast rush past them, cannot help but break into a cold sweat. They then carefully pull their magnetic vehicles to the roadside, jumping out to curse. However, by that time, those two broken vehicles have long since disappeared.

Creak

The man pressed the safety fastening device next to his seat several times, but there was no response at all, leaving him somewhat speechless

Yuan Ye's response left the man feeling exasperated; wasn't this just stating the obvious? However, at this point, he found himself in a predicament from which he could not retreat, and could only acquiesce. If he could not arrive within ten minutes, his aircraft would be unable to take off on time, and the consequences of that would be extremely serious

If he were to become a pilot... The man quickly entertained such a hypothesis, but he soon dismissed it; this guy was too reckless. In aerial combat, he would definitely be the first to die.

The man sitting in the passenger seat observed that the speedometer had reached its limit, yet the car continued to accelerate.

If all goes well, there should be no issues

He deeply remembered that there was such a madman in their squadron, known for flying fighter jets with a reputation for madness and fearlessness. No matter the environment or the maneuvers, he dared to do anything. Whenever there was a battle, he would charge to the front. Finally, on one occasion, that madman's fighter jet accidentally collided with the flagship of the Thousand Feather Empire, ending his crazy life while also honorably concluding his career as a pilot. Dramatically, the Universal Federation awarded him the title of Air Combat Hero for this.