My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

Old Zhu went back, satisfied with the maritime ban policy.

Ying Zheng looked at Chen Mo with excitement.

"Manager Chen! I want to see cars!"

"Let me see it quickly!"

Chen Mo sighed and led the group to the backyard.

Looking at the dilapidated and dusty Wuling Hongguang behind him, Ying Zheng stopped and raised his eyebrows.

"This is a car? It's not quite what I expected!"

Ying Zheng circled Chen Mo's Wuling Hongguang twice, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper, his face revealing undisguised disappointment and doubt.

"It looks dusty and worn, with thin metal plates. What's so great about it? It's not even as sturdy and beautiful as my bronze chariots and horses."

As he spoke, Ying Zheng tapped the slightly chipped iron sheet with his finger, making a "thump-thump" sound, indicating that it was probably not solid inside.

Chen Mo suppressed a laugh, took out his keys, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat.

"Brother Zheng, you can't judge a book by its cover, and the same goes for cars."

Don't let its dilapidated appearance fool you; you can always trust the legendary Wuling Hongguang!

Ying Zheng was still skeptical, but he bent down and, imitating Chen Mo, sat in the passenger seat.

Fusu also curiously sat down in the back row.

Zhu Biao had nothing to do at the hotel, so he followed along.

The simple, even somewhat rudimentary, interior of the vehicle made Ying Zheng feel once again that this "divine object" was somewhat undeserving of its name.

He curiously touched the seatbelt, looked in the rearview mirror, and looked around. Although it was novel, it was far from being shocking.

"What's this thing?"

Ying Zheng was about to ask a question.

Just then, Chen Mo inserted the key and gave it a sharp turn—

"Buzz—!! Rumble!!!"

A deep, powerful engine roar suddenly erupted from the front of the car!

The entire car started roaring.

"!!!"

Caught completely off guard, Ying Zheng shuddered violently at the sudden commotion.

"My goodness!"

Almost reflexively, Ying Zheng straightened his back and instinctively gripped the handrail in front of him tightly.

For the first time, a look of near-horror appeared on that dignified face!

That sound! That vibration!

It was as if a colossal steel beast had been instantly awakened beneath his feet!

The deep, powerful feeling emanating from the car body was completely different from his earlier assessment of its "dusty" appearance!

"What...what is that sound? What is making that noise?"

Ying Zheng looked at Chen Mo with surprise and uncertainty.

Chen Mo pointed ahead and laughed.

"That thing in the front is called the engine. It's the heart of the car, converting gasoline into power."

Looking at Ying Zheng, who was still in shock and doubt, Chen Mo didn't know what to say.

Only his car makes such a loud noise when it's started.

The other slightly better ones made very little noise.

I'll get a better one when I have more time!

I'll keep this car as a collector's item.

Chen Mo thought to himself, skillfully shifted into gear, and gently pressed the accelerator.

"Waaah—"

As the vehicle began to move slowly, the scenery outside the window started to slide past, and Ying Zheng's eyes widened again.

"It moved! It really moved!"

Ying Zheng was more excited than ever before; the shock on his face gradually gave way to a tremendous sense of novelty and excitement.

He felt the push-back sensation. Although the speed was not fast, this experience of moving forward autonomously without the need for any effort was unprecedented!

"It can actually move on its own! Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

Fusu, sitting in the back row, also looked surprised, while Zhu Biao remained as gentle and refined as ever.

The reason is simple: he's seen it all before.

Looking at Zhu Biao's appearance, Chen Mo suddenly became interested.

"It's no fun just sitting here at a leisurely pace!"

Chen Mo grinned.

"Come on, I'll take you to a spacious place so you can truly experience what speed is all about!"

After saying that, he turned the steering wheel, and the old Wuling Hongguang roared not pleasantly, heading towards a deserted area not far from here with few people and cars.

"Everyone, hold on tight! Hold on tight!"

Chen Mo chuckled, his eyes narrowed, and he slammed the accelerator to the floor.

"Buzz—!!!"

The dilapidated Wuling Hongguang seemed to be infused with a soul at this moment, its engine roaring with a hoarse yet powerful sound.

The powerful push-back sensation was like a giant wave, instantly pressing Fusu and Zhu Biao firmly against the seat back.

"what!"

Caught off guard, Fusu's gentle and refined expression instantly crumbled, and he cried out in surprise.

He felt the scenery outside the window rushing past him wildly, blurring into a continuous mass of colors.

A gust of wind rushed in through the gaps in the front car window, making his hair fly wildly.

Zhu Biao was also so frightened that he gripped the handrail tightly, his breathing quickening.

"Hahaha! Awesome! This is the kind of vehicle I should have!!!"

Instead of being afraid, Ying Zheng, sitting in the passenger seat, burst into excited laughter.

"Faster! Faster! This is much faster than my carriage!"

"This is the kind of chariot an emperor should have! It's incredibly fast! Traveling a thousand miles a day is no exaggeration!"

Chen Mo looked at Zhu Biao and Fusu, who were somewhat flustered behind him, and then at Ying Zheng, who was so excited that he almost stood up.

This feels really good.

As the car gradually slowed down and finally came to a smooth stop, the interior was completely silent.

Fusu was still in shock, his chest heaving slightly, and his face was pale.

Zhu Biao let out a long sigh of relief and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Brother Chen, you...you really scared Biao."

Ying Zheng, meanwhile, patted the dashboard with lingering interest, his gaze fixed intently on Chen Mo.

"Manager Chen!"

"This treasure... I must figure it out!"

"This might be quite difficult, especially given the current technology of the Qin Dynasty."

"What's wrong with the technology of my Great Qin?"

Ying Zheng was somewhat unconvinced.

"I have the Mohist school of thought!!!"

Ying Zheng's gaze was burning with desire.

"As long as we can mass-produce this thing, the iron cavalry of my Great Qin will surely trample across the entire world!"

Chen Mo pondered for a moment, but did not dampen Ying Zheng's enthusiasm.

He looked into Ying Zheng's burning gaze and asked a question.

"Brother Zheng, are you going to drive it?"

"What? Uh... I can?"