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“Boss! Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that? I don’t even know myself, but ever since you proposed each plan, I’ve been waiting for your equipment.
I still don’t know how many times I’ve waited. Now, finally, I have accurate news from you.
Berry excitedly waved her arms. Apocalypse Motors should have been on the market long ago, but due to issues with the machinery, construction has been delayed. The entire factory setup is complete; we’re just missing the core equipment.
Zheng Yifan’s equipment can indeed be considered core, as its powerful capabilities are truly impressive.
“Let them see the might of Apocalypse Motors today. In three months, we’ll show just how formidable we can be,” Zheng Yifan said lightly, gazing at the fleet before him. The massive convoy stretched out so far it seemed endless. A gust of wind swept through, carrying swirling yellow sand that nearly blinded Zheng Yifan.
Before him stood the beast that excited men—the crystallization of industry: automobiles, which had sparked a new transportation revolution. However, they had now become luxury items, true mechanical monsters.
One off-road vehicle looked fierce, exuding an innate dominance that Zheng Yifan had never felt before. Only vehicles in such competitions could possess this kind of power.
It swept across the terrain like a king among cars.
Yet! Among the vehicles, one off-road car stood out exceptionally. With its elongated body and massive metal frame, it boasted an intimidating exterior and formidable engine capabilities.
What was most incredible was that this vehicle could travel thousands of kilometers in the desert. With abundant sunlight in the desert, solar energy was plentiful. A pure electric car wouldn’t consume much energy at all; it relied entirely on solar energy. The specially treated solar photovoltaic panels ensured perfect absorption of solar energy without generating excessive heat.
This perfected conversion naturally resulted in an off-road vehicle with extraordinary endurance.
And considering its massive size—if it weren’t for its sheer bulk and the fact that its engine was the top-tier model in the Apocalyptic World—it could easily be said to never need charging; it would only require a few hours under the sun to ensure a full battery.
"The race is about to begin," Zheng Yifan said as he settled into his position at the event's organizing committee. He watched intently as the cars revved their engines. When the other vehicles started, the car from Apocalypse Automotive Company surged ahead.
There was no hint of vibration; it launched smoothly, accelerating to full speed in just three seconds. There were no issues with revving the engine; it shot forward like an arrow.
It could only be described with one phrase.
A cut above the rest—this was the only way to describe the car from Apocalypse Automotive Company.
The vehicle, known as Slayer No. 1, had a massive body that moved with an eerie silence, leaving all other cars behind.
At this point, it was impossible to follow with the naked eye. Fortunately, helicopters were broadcasting live, providing complete feedback on each car's performance. The audience consisted solely of the wealthy elite; only they could witness and participate in this event.
Watching the immense horsepower, the most delighted were actually the farmers and ranchers. Although they were already rich tycoons, they still preferred living on their farms or ranches. A car with such power that didn’t require frequent refueling and boasted incredible speed was undoubtedly their top choice.
"This Slayer No. 1 is simply amazing!"
"Absolutely! I want to buy one. But I heard that Rockefeller offered two hundred million for it and was turned down by Apocalypse Automotive Company. I hope they don’t just keep it for show and leave us longing for it!"
As discussions grew louder, the entire venue began to buzz with excitement. Slayer No. 1 had entered a state of domination; almost every car struggled to surpass or even challenge its unparalleled status. Even sports cars were rendered useless here in the desert, a restricted area for racing.
Zheng Yifan observed every movement of the car with admiration in his eyes. He couldn’t help but acknowledge that every man has a dream of owning such a luxury vehicle.
It didn’t need to be flashy; it just had to be fierce—fierce from within.
The car before him conquered these wealthy elites and left other automotive companies feeling utterly humiliated.
The Slayer No. 1 made its first appearance before the public, unlike previous competitions that featured sleek cars. This time, only off-road vehicles could navigate the terrain with ease.
The fine sand on the ground was a death trap for sports cars; once they entered, there was no way out.
"It seems the effect is quite good! Did you hear what those people were saying?" Zheng Yifan said to Berry, while Jessica stood nearby, almost simultaneously translating his words so that Berry could fully understand.
"Of course! Those guys are real rich tycoons. They're the oil tycoons from the Middle East, turning vast amounts of oil into cash in their pockets, with people around the world footing the bill. What do they have to fear?" Berry scoffed, showing no respect for those oil tycoons. Anyone not foolish would make money; with resources in hand, wealth was endless.
As for Zheng Yifan? His money was earned through hard work.
While Berry spoke, Zheng Yifan was already dumbfounded, staring at the scene before him. Without comparison, one could never realize how terrifying the reality was.
Slayer No. 1 had completely dominated the other vehicles. The helicopter behind it had reached top speed but still struggled to keep up. If the road conditions were slightly better, it could have been left far behind; only when the terrain became more bizarre did it manage to catch up.
Moreover, the preset track had many curves, allowing the helicopter to follow closely.
The race car driver was likely a skilled expert that Berry had painstakingly hired. At such high speeds, there were no issues at all; it moved like a flash of lightning.
The cars behind were long gone. In this terrain, there were no laps; they were merely following an S-shaped curve rather than a closed circuit. Yet Zheng Yifan sensed the essence of a lap forming. The speed felt as if they were racing on flat ground, almost flying forward at an unprecedented pace. The driver must be insane! To think of achieving F1 speeds in the desert!??? (To be continued...)
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