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Lin Ye was standing by the roadside with Xiao Douzi in his hand when the driver sent him a message saying there were two minutes left. He glanced at the screen and then put his phone back in his pocket.

Little Douzi was led by Lin Ye, her big eyes darting around, finding everything fascinating.

suddenly--

Her eyes widened, and with her other little finger she pointed to the underpass in the distance, calling out in her childish voice, "Godfather, Godfather! Look at that! Is that a car too? It's so big! Much bigger than a sedan!"

Lin Ye looked in the direction she was pointing—

In the distance, under the overpass, a large object is peeking out from behind the bridge pier.

It was unbelievably huge, like a giant beast that had been lying in wait for a long time finally revealing half of its body.

It is a Dayun heavy truck.

The front of the car is bright red, and the silver grille on the front gleams with a cold light.

The silver-white cargo box was long and tall, and the shadow of the bridge pier slid across the body of the vehicle, frame by frame.

Lin Ye took her hand and shook it, then smiled and replied.

"Yes, that's called a truck. It's specifically used for hauling things. It can carry a ton of stuff!"

Lin Ye thought for a moment and continued, "It can carry up to twenty or thirty cars!"

"Wow—" Little Douzi let out a long exclamation, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at Lin Ye. "The truck is so amazing!"

Looking at Xiao Douzi's adoring expression, Lin Ye couldn't help but lean down and poke her dimples.

Their little pockets are so cute!

Lin Ye straightened up with a sigh, his gaze inadvertently falling back onto the Dayun heavy truck that was slowly driving by.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and a mischievous smile curled at the corner of his mouth—

Wow, this might just bring good fortune to the people of the Great Flame Kingdom!

With a slight thought, the live stream camera abruptly turned around.

……

In the Great Flame Kingdom, tens of millions of eyes hadn't even had time to blink.

And on the sky—

A huge, blurry outline suddenly appeared at the end of the gray road.

The outline gradually became clear.

The front of the car is somewhat square, flat and neat, like a wall.

No! Wider than a wall, taller than a wall.

The front of the car was red, standing out starkly against the gray road surface, like a moving flame.

Behind the front of the vehicle was a huge box.

The box was so big it was practically a mobile house. The box was silver-white with black lettering printed on it, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

There were so many wheels that they were impossible to count.

Row upon row, all neatly arranged, each wheel is half a person tall, its thick spokes gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

The roof of the car almost touched the winding road in the sky.

A rumbling sound gradually grew closer and closer in the air.

Is this a car?

This question popped into everyone's head at the same time.

The barrage of comments surged and surged along with the thoughts of the people of Da Yan Guo.

[Commoner Zhao Daniu: My God! What is this thing?! How can it be so big?!]

[Commoner Qian Ergou: A house that moves? No, it has wheels! Lots of wheels!]

[Commoner Zhang Sanwa: The roof of that car almost touches the road in the sky! How high is that?! Three zhang? Five zhang? I probably couldn't even see the top from below!]

[Li Simei, a local resident: That box in the back is bigger than the biggest granary in our village! How much grain can it hold?!]

[Commoner Wang Xiaogang: Look at those wheels! Row after row! Countless! Each one is half a person tall! My millstone isn't even that big!]

[Transport Commissioner Cao Du: My God! This size! It looks like it can hold at least five thousand shi of goods!!!]

Five thousand shi (a unit of grain).

These three words struck everyone's minds like a bolt of lightning.

[Shen Xiaoniang, a commoner: My goodness! This cart can carry five thousand shi (a unit of dry measure)?! How many horses would it need to pull it? Wait, it has no horses!]

[Minister of Revenue Chen Youfang: When we transport grain to the border, we have to requisition hundreds of horse-drawn carts each time. If this thing can carry 5,000 shi (a unit of dry measure), one cart would be enough, and there would even be more than half left over...]

[Cheng Liang, Vice Minister of Revenue: The taxes and grain transported from various regions are piling up at the docks and post stations because there aren't enough carriages and the roads are too bad. If the Great Yan Kingdom had such carriages…]

……

On the sky, the red and silver behemoth was approaching at an astonishing speed.

It was so big, as big as a mountain. Yet it ran so fast, as fast as the wind.

Rumble— Rumble—

The sound grew louder and closer, like a thousand troops beating war drums in one's ear.

The ground seemed to be shaking!

The Great Flame Kingdom was instantly thrown into chaos.

On Suzaku Avenue.

Old Liu, who sells steamed buns, overturned the steamer, scattering buns all over the ground. He didn't even glance at them, but shrank behind his stall, covering his head with his hands and muttering "Amitabha, Amitabha."

A peddler carrying a load on his shoulder dropped it and ran, but tripped over the carrying pole and fell face-first into the mud. He got up and ran again, losing one of his shoes in the process.

The woman, holding the child's hand, knelt down and hugged the child tightly, her eyes shut, her whole body trembling, crying out, "Help! Help!"

Inside the carriage, Yao Jingyuan was lifting the curtain to look at the sky.

He rested his hand on the edge of the carriage curtain, lifted it high, and looked up at the sky.

He hated Lin Ye to death, but he couldn't help but look at him.

The moment the giant beast crashed down—

His hand trembled violently, his pupils contracted sharply, and the moving red color was reflected deep within his pupils, making him almost scream in fright.

The curtain slipped from his fingertips with a "whoosh," and he bounced backward as if burned, his back slamming heavily against the car wall.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

The carriage swayed, and the axles groaned under the strain.

His face was deathly pale, his lips trembled, he was panting heavily, and his chest heaved violently.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead, trickling down his temples, into his neck, and then into his collar, leaving a chilly patch.

Shu Rou was terrified and burst into tears.

The crying was shrill and sharp, like a knife slicing through glass, making Yao Jingyuan's ears ring and his temples throb.

She buried herself in Yao Jingyuan's arms, her little hands gripping his clothes tightly until her knuckles turned white. She trembled violently, mumbling, "Daddy, I'm scared! Daddy, please chase it away! Please chase it away!"

Yao Jingyuan held her in his arms and felt his daughter's body trembling, and his own hands were shaking as well.

He took several breaths before he felt his heartbeat return from his throat to his chest.

Then a surge of anger suddenly welled up inside him, burning his eyes until they turned red.

Lin Ye!

That bitch!

He did it on purpose! Absolutely on purpose!

They deliberately released this frightening thing, deliberately made it crash into them, just to scare them! To scare his daughter!

His teeth were clenched so tightly they were grinding together, his cheeks were taut, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing as if they were about to burst out.

He cursed inwardly over and over again:

Damn it, this car is dead!

Crash! Crash!

Why didn't you just run over Lin Ye and kill him?!

Why didn't you just run that little bastard over and kill him?!

He tightened his grip on Shu Rou, making her cry even harder. Her fingers, which had been clutching his clothes, began to push him away.

But Yao Jingyuan was completely oblivious, lost in his own hatred, his eyes fixed on the falling carriage curtain.

It was as if that layer of fabric had transformed into Lin Ye's irritating face, and that his gaze had pierced it to death a thousand times over.

In teahouses across the city, some people screamed "Ah!", some instinctively reached out to shield themselves, and some collapsed to the ground, kicking their legs as they backed away.

In the fields, some farmers instinctively threw down their hoes and stepped into the low-lying paddy fields, as if this would allow them to escape the rapidly approaching behemoth.

……

On the Taihe Hall Square, Shu Jingwei was standing at the top of the white marble steps, looking up.

The moment the giant beast crashed down, her pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

In the center of his pupils, the moving red mass, the silvery-white box, and the countless wheels were compressed into a tiny dot, yet terrifyingly clear.

She staggered back two steps uncontrollably.

The tassels on the crown swung wildly, clattering together with a crackling sound.

Her foot caught on the hem of the dragon robe, her body swayed, and she looked like she was about to fall.

Suddenly, someone jumped out from behind.