283: Chapter 285: The First Galaxy F1 Grand Prix

Saturns Rings, that interstellar spectacle composed of countless ice crystals and rocks, became incredibly lively today.

In the past, there was nothing here except for the silent gravitational tides.

But now?

Everywhere here echoed with the lingering roar of engines, and all sorts of alien warships were speeding wildly.

"Old Zhao, tune the live broadcast signal to the highest definition."

Jiang Chen sat in the command seat of the luan bird, holding a bottle of iced cola he had just taken out from space, "Today's race is of great significance."

"This is the beginning of the great integration of civilizations in the Milky Way Galaxy."

"It is also the best opportunity for our 'Chenxing Technology' to showcase our infrastructure level to the entire universe."

Zhao Gang looked at the dense list of participants on the screen, his brows twitching, "Boss, is our race format… really okay?"

"What kind of things are these aliens driving?"

He pointed at the terrifying photos of the participating spaceships on the screen, "That one looks like a giant octopus, that one is covered in spikes, and there's even a civilization that brought an antimatter collection ship."

"How is this a race?"

"This is clearly a scene of interstellar slaughter!"

Jiang Chen shook his head indifferently, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth, "What are you afraid of? It's just crashing, isn't it?"

"The rules I set are simple: it is forbidden to use Planet-Destroying Cannons, dark matter annihilation bombs, and other prohibited weapons; you can only decide the winner through power engines and driving skills."

"As for the rest…"

He added casually, "As long as you don't blow up our track, you can drive however you want."

"Then what if they cheat?"

"Cheat?"

Jiang Chen sneered and tapped the Law of Causality remote control in front of him, "On my turf, as long as I want to, I can even change the trajectory of the fuel molecular motion in their engines."

"This is called—fair competition."

He placed the iced cola on the table and adjusted his punk-style racing suit.

It was a "special combat suit" made of top-tier materials from the Wasteland, which could not only withstand twenty Gs of overload but also came with external armor protection.

Although it looked a bit like canvas overalls worn by mechanics, it was practical.

"Time to enter the stage."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, nodded at Academician Chen Shuyin behind him and Pikachu, who was gnawing on metal fragments, "We should go down and take a stroll too."

The bottom hatch of the luan bird opened slowly.

That wuling hongguang, which Jiang Chen regarded as his "faith," was parked quietly on a special anti-gravity platform.

Yes, it was that plain-looking wuling hongguang, with even some of its car paint peeling off.

However, for this race, Jiang Chen had given it a "crazy" modification.

Not only was the engine replaced with a first-generation Curvature Engine, but the insides of the tires were filled with polymer memory alloy, and the car body armor was fitted with an extra layer of thick electromagnetic shields.

"Brother Chen, are you sure about taking this thing to the race?"

Pikachu crawled out of his pocket and let out a disdainful "Pika…?" at the broken van. (You are playing with fire.)

"This is called keeping a low profile."

Jiang Chen sat in the driver's seat and gripped the heavily worn steering wheel, "You don't understand, this is the romance that belongs to men."

"Let them watch."

"Watch how they are taught a lesson by this van with the 'Mount Akina Speed Demon' sticker."

As the luan bird slowed down, the anti-gravity platform carried the wuling hongguang and landed slowly on the "Ultimate Speed Track" that had been specially cleared on Saturns Rings.

This was the most spectacular racecourse in the entire Milky Way Galaxy.

On both sides were countless brilliant ice crystals and dust, above was the deep and dark vacuum, and beneath were scorching energy tracks.

Dozens of surrounding alien spaceships instantly erupted when they saw this wuling hongguang suddenly enter the field.

"What is that?"

A representative of a civilization with three heads laughed wildly through the communication channel: "A land commuter vehicle? Did the Long Country people come to participate in a rally, or to deliver express packages?"

"This is simply an insult to the interstellar racing competition!"

"Just watch, once the race starts, I will blow it into ashes with my exhaust flame!"

Jiang Chen sat in the driver's seat.

He listened to the mockery coming through his headset, not only was he not angry, but he took out a spicy strip and chewed on it.

"Who are you looking down on?"

"In a moment, I'll let you know what the fear of a drainage ditch turn is."

He looked at the "Curvature Engine Ready" indicator light that was flickering wildly on the dashboard, his heart completely calm.

"Let's begin."

Along with the referee stand—that is, the huge intelligent tower standing beside Saturns Rings—emitting a hum that resonated through half the galaxy.

Countdown.

Three.

Two.

One.

Start!

"Boom—!!!"

Dozens of alien warships of various shapes, spraying high-energy particle streams, started instantly.

The speed was so fast that it almost tore the vacuum apart, and every spaceship carried a terrifying kinetic energy capable of destroying a star.

But in that instant.

That plain-looking wuling hongguang moved.

There were no cool flame-spitting special effects.

It was as if it had disappeared on the spot.

That was an eerie afterimage created when space was instantly compressed to the limit and then released.

It wasn't driving; it was… jumping.

At that unprecedented "drainage ditch turn" position—which was a modified ninety-degree right-angle turn created using the Saturn gravity slingshot effect.

All alien spaceships were forced to slow down here and activate the long correction mode.

But the wuling hongguang did not.

It drifted sideways in a posture that was brutal, contrary to common sense, and even caused signs of collapse in the surrounding space!

With the support of the gravity anchor, the car body was forced into an almost vertical angle with the track.

It did not slow down.

It was even accelerating!

Under the high-speed camera, everyone only saw an afterimage flashing with blue light, imprinted with the two characters "Wuling".

It was like a sharp pair of scissors, cutting straight through the middle of this group of alien warships, and the wind it stirred up directly blew away the side defensive shield of the leading warship.

"F*ck!!!"

The alien Commander who was overtaken let out a shrill wail over the communicator, "Doesn't it have wheels?! Why can it drift sideways through a turn?! And… why is it running faster than my Curvature Engine?!"

"This is not scientific!"

"This must be that man cheating again!"

Amidst the screams of everyone doubting their lives, Jiang Chen sat in the driver's seat, one hand holding the worn-out steering wheel with the "Mount Akina" sticker.

Looking at the long, lonely, yet victory-scented track ahead.

He took another spicy strip out of his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I said it before."

Jiang Chen faced the already dumbfounded live broadcast camera and revealed a smile like a god:

"This is just a basic operation."

"If you can't even drift."

"Who gave you the courage to challenge the… Village Chief of our Milky Way Galaxy?"

At this moment, the entire universe was silent.

It was the dead silence after confidence was completely shattered.

And behind Jiang Chen, the wuling hongguang was leaving all the powerful alien enemies far behind the sky full of ice crystals at a terrifying speed that could even make time reverse.

This is Jiang Chen's infrastructure.

This is Jiang Chen's race.

And at this moment, he was charging again towards the more distant deep space.

No one could stop him.

Because he was the only—god—on this Milky Way track.

"Alright, stop playing."

Jiang Chen toyed with the remote control in his hand, his gaze looking towards the endless distance; that sense of invincible loneliness finally made him feel a trace of fatigue.

"If this is the limit of the universe."

"Then I can only…"

"Reluctantly change the venue and go challenge the real gods."

The spaceship engine roared.

That was the sound leading to a deeper, darker dimension.

Jiang Chen gripped the joystick.

His journey.

Had just taken this step.