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10:30 a.m.

Wang Ye drove the Yangwang U8 out of the underground parking garage of the administration building, looking refreshed and relaxed. He then drove smoothly out of the school along the back street, leaving behind the thousands of enthusiastic fans who had been waiting anxiously at the school gate.

As soon as the car entered the Sixth Ring Expressway, my phone started buzzing.

Caller ID: Lin Sa!

Wang Ye pressed the answer button on the car's Bluetooth system.

Lin Sa's powerful voice, accompanied by the roar of engines in the background, instantly blared from the speakers.

"Boss! Where are you?"

"The Xinjiang Taklamakan International Rally is officially starting and registration is next week! I've been working in seclusion at a private racing base north of Shunyi for two whole months with the 100 million yuan budget you gave me!"

"Your exclusive ultimate battle vehicle and complete top-of-the-line support fleet are now fully assembled and tested! Come over here right now to inspect them; I'm going to make you stare until your eyes pop out!"

Wang Ye chuckled softly as he listened to the deafening roar of the V8 engine on the other end of the phone.

After winning the Alashan Desert Rally, he casually tossed Lin Sa a black gold card with 100 million yuan in savings, asking her to build the top private rally racing team in the country.

Two months have passed, and it's time to see what kind of splash this 100 million RMB has made!

"Okay, send me the address on WeChat. I just left school and I'll be there soon."

Wang Ye hung up the phone, stepped on the gas, and looked up as the U8 activated its L5 level fully autonomous driving mode, speeding towards the remote industrial area in Shunyi, north of Beijing, like an arrow released from a bow.

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Forty minutes later.

The car left the main road and turned into a private car testing base covering an area of ​​over a hundred acres, surrounded by high walls and barbed wire.

The electric sliding gate at the entrance was already wide open.

As Wang Ye drove his car into the spacious asphalt plaza inside the base, he was immediately struck by the sight before him!

In the very center of the vast square, the doors of a massive, 200-meter-long, modern, all-steel structure maintenance and repair hangar stood wide open!

On the tarmac outside the hangar, four massive, matte black, heavy-duty eight-wheel drive military-grade trucks were parked in neat rows, like a military parade formation!

Those were four MAN HX81 eight-by-eight heavy tactical support trucks, originally imported from Germany and heavily modified for racing!

Each truck's cab is as menacing as a steel mammoth, its wheels are taller than an adult man's chest, and its massive rear modular cabin has been fully deployed, revealing a complete set of CNC machine tools, tire changers, engine booms, mobile fuel depots, and an independent Starlink satellite communication command center!

Next to these four steel behemoths, there are two top-of-the-line Ford F-150 Raptor rapid response pickup trucks, and even on the helipad at the far east end of the square, there is a Bell 429 twin-engine light medical rescue helicopter painted in pure black!

More than 30 European engineers and mechanics, dressed in matching black and red jumpsuits and with blond hair and blue eyes, were busy moving between vehicles with tablets and precision instruments in hand. The expressions on their faces were as serious as if they were preparing to launch a rocket!

"Boss! This way!!"

A clear and wild shout rang out.

Wang Ye pushed open the car door and got out, then turned around to look.

Lin Sa was striding out of the hangar!

I haven't seen her for two months, and this woman is even wilder and hotter than when we were at Sayram Lake and Alashan!

Her short, neat hair was dyed a striking burgundy, and she wore only a very short black workwear tube top, over which was an unzipped racing suit, with the sleeves casually tied around her waist.

His wheat-colored skin, honed through years of high-intensity exercise, gleamed with a healthy and alluring sheen under the sun, revealing clearly defined abs and a flat, toned abdomen.

The most outrageous thing was her F-cup breasts, which were so large they seemed about to burst out of her chest. With each stride she ran, they created waves of waves that made one's eyelids twitch!

Lin Sa rushed to Wang Ye, completely ignoring the more than thirty foreign technicians watching nearby. She pushed off the ground with both feet and flew into Wang Ye's arms like a cannonball. Her two strong and slender legs wrapped around Wang Ye's waist, and she lowered her head to give Wang Ye a big bite on the mouth!

"Hmm!"

Wang Ye held her firm breasts with one hand and casually slapped her forehead.

"Lin, driver, watch your manners! Your bunch of foreign mechanics are practically eyeing the floor!"

Lin Sa slid off Wang Ye, wiped her lips nonchalantly, and laughed heartily with her hands on her hips.

"Let them look! You're the big boss who pays them a million-dollar annual salary, and I'm the boss's wife and navigator. What's wrong with me kissing my own man?!"

Lin Sa grabbed Wang Ye's arm, her eyes shining with excitement, and pulled him toward the four MAN heavy trucks and the main maintenance hangar.

"Come on, come on! Come see the incredible wealth I've accumulated for you over the past two months!"

"Of the 100 million RMB you gave me, I didn't save you a single penny; it was all wasted on the most costly things!"

Lin Sa pointed to the four eight-by-eight heavy trucks and the group of foreigners outside, introducing them in a rapid-fire manner.

"See those old guys? The one in the red shirt with the headset, that's Hans, the former chief chassis tuning director for the Audi factory team in the Dakar Rally! I offered him three times his annual salary and poached him and his entire team of twelve core mechanics from Munich, Germany!"

"Two of those four MAN trucks are mobile workshops, complete with five-axis CNC machine tools. Even if a race car breaks a half-shaft in the desert, they can machine a new one for you on-site within two hours!"

"The other two are a top-of-the-line life support vehicle and a fuel and tire truck. The Bell helicopter in the sky is one I rented specifically for filming and emergency air support!"

When Hans and his group of more than 30 foreign technicians saw Wang Ye approaching, they immediately stopped what they were doing, lined up in two neat rows, and bowed respectfully in German and English.

"Good morning, Boss Wang!"

Wang Ye greeted Hans and the technicians with a smile, speaking fluent, pure Munich-accented German, and offered a precise comment on the suspension modification parameters of the MAN heavy truck.

Hans and the other German mechanics were stunned. Their gazes towards Wang Ye instantly changed from that of a "rich second-generation fool" to that of a "deeply hidden big shot in the mechanical industry." They all thumped their chests and promised to do their utmost to ensure the success of the competition.

After passing through the hall, Lin Sa pulled Wang Ye to a stop in front of the most central, independent, temperature-controlled workstation in the hangar.

In the very center of the workstation, a monster-level racing car, with its wide, low-slung body and ferocious, domineering lines, is covered with a layer of black velvet dustproof cloth!

Lin Sa took a deep breath, walked to the front of the car, grabbed a corner of the black cloth with both hands, and suddenly yanked it back!

Crash—!

The black cloth slipped off, revealing the entire race car in Wang Ye's view without reservation!

Even though Wang Ye had already driven the Apollo 30-ton heavy truck and the Pagani Huayra, he couldn't help but pause for half a second when he saw this mechanical monster in front of him!

The entire vehicle is made of unpainted exposed forged carbon fiber and a dark gold titanium alloy frame. The body is 2.3 meters wide, and four 37-inch diameter BFGoodrich KDR2+ special anti-slip desert racing tires protrude wildly outward. The thick FOX nitrogen dual shock absorbers, as thick as elephant legs, gleam with a cold metallic gleam!

It lacks the gentle feel of a regular car; the whole vehicle is like a beast ready to pounce on its prey, exuding a violent aesthetic!

Lin Sa reached out and stroked the cool forged carbon fiber roof of the car, her eyes filled with fervor as if she were looking at her own son, her voice trembling.

"Boss, let me give you a proper introduction!"

"This isn't any mass-produced modified car on the market. This is a desert monster, handcrafted and built entirely by the Hans team for you, based on the FIA's highest-level [T1+ Ultimate Prototype] regulations, completely breaking free from racing horsepower limitations!"

"The entire vehicle features an aerospace-grade chromium-molybdenum alloy tubular frame and a fully forged carbon fiber bulletproof shell. Its curb weight is only 1.8 tons, yet the rear engine bay houses a racing-forged and reinforced 5.0-liter V8 twin-charged engine with four Garrett racing turbochargers!"

Lin Sa turned her head, stared into Wang Ye's eyes, and roared out that terrifying number, word by word.

"The dynamometer measured the maximum wheel horsepower—1350 hp!! Peak torque of 1600 Nm! Matched with a six-speed sequential racing gearbox, it accelerates from 0 to 100 km/h in just 2.6 seconds on sand! The suspension travel is a full 60 centimeters; even when dropped directly from a 10-meter-high sandbar, the chassis doesn't even flinch!"

"This one car alone, including research and development, manufacturing, plus two complete spare engines and transmission assemblies, cost you 45 million RMB!"

Forty-five million to build an off-road rally car!

A 1,350-horsepower T1+ ultimate modified monster!

Wang Ye circled the vehicle, which was full of mechanical and violent aesthetics, and tapped the incredibly sturdy roll cage. The racing passion deep in his eyes was completely ignited!

Last time he drove Lin Sa's 750-horsepower buggy in Alashan, he felt that the acceleration on the straightaways wasn't powerful enough. Now the horsepower has more than doubled. If he drove it into the Taklamakan Desert, wouldn't it be like a fighter jet flying close to the ground?!

"Worth it! It's totally worth it!"

Wang Ye patted the large carbon fiber tail wing with satisfaction and exclaimed in admiration.

"Lin Sa, that 100 million was well spent! This car makes me want to floor the gas pedal!"

Praised by her boss, Lin Sa was so proud that her tail was practically wagging in the air.

She leaned against the large racing tire, casually picked up a bottle of mineral water and took a sip, the water droplets sliding down her slender neck and into the deep cleavage of her strapless top.

"That's right! Don't you even know who's supervising you?"

"But boss, there's something I need to ask you."

Lin Sa pointed to the empty carbon fiber door panel on the side of the race car, and the bare cargo beds of the four MAN heavy trucks not far away.

"Next week we're going to Xinjiang for the FIA-registered Taklimakan Rally. Dozens of top factory teams and elite clubs from home and abroad have signed up. Even Duan Tiancheng, the one you drove to the point of vomiting blood last time, I heard he spent a lot of money to hire a European foreign driver to get revenge on you."

"We now have the world's top racing cars, the most luxurious team of German engineers, and the most powerful heavy truck support team. We're already a world-class private club!"

"However, the organizing committee urged me to submit the final registration form this morning. Our amazing racing team, which cost a hundred million, still doesn't have an official team name!"

Lin Sa blinked her big eyes and handed a painting design tablet to Wang Ye.

"You're the sole owner and the only lead driver, so you have to personally choose the team's name and livery slogan!"

"What should we call it? How about 'Thunderous Might,' 'Raging Warrior,' or even 'Apollo Extreme Off-Road Team'? Those sound so imposing and powerful!"

The German director, Hans, who was standing next to him, also came over and made a suggestion in English with a hopeful look on his face.

"Boss, in Europe, top racing teams often like to name their teams after ferocious beasts or ancient myths, such as Silver Arrows, Prancing Horse, or Red Bull. This creates a strong psychological pressure on their opponents!"

Wang Ye took the tablet, looked at the several names on it that were bursting with chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) vibes, and curled his lip in disdain.

"Thunderous Might? Raging War God? Lin Sa, your naming skills are still stuck in the 'Shamate' and 'Funeral Love' era from ten years ago, aren't they?"

"That's too pretentious. It doesn't fit my usual low-key, humble, and unpretentious persona at all."

Lin Sa rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, and accentuated her F-cup breasts even more.

"You call that being low-key? You drive a 400 million yuan private jet and have a 100 million yuan motorcade, and you call that being unpretentious?!"

"Then what should we name it?! The organizing committee's deadline for entering information into the system is 5 PM this afternoon, we have to decide today!"

Wang Ye stroked his chin, looking at the carbon fiber monster in front of him that cost 45 million yuan, and then at the four logistics vehicles outside that were burning through money like water and even equipped with airplanes.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind, and he came up with a perfect name that was so apt and straightforward that it would make all the competitors break down and vomit blood on the spot before the race even started!

Wang Ye smirked, picked up the stylus, and wrote a few large characters in the team name field on the tablet, then turned it around and showed them to Lin Sa.

"Alright, stop with all that fancy English and mythology."

"Our racing team's official name is—[The Rich and Arrogant Racing Team]!"

"As for the slogans painted on the sides of the vehicle and the support trucks..."

Wang Ye paused for a moment, then solemnly read out the second half of the sentence:

"Don't overtake if you're broke, you won't be able to afford the damage!"

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