Chapter 5: The Luckiest Person in the World Appears

This car was one of the few models Su Ya recognized.

A supercar with a starting price of 529,900, it featured a sunset-purple paint job, a carbon-fiber rear spoiler, and a series of components Su Ya couldn't even name. She had to admit, seeing this car left her mind filled with a string of massive question marks.

Su Ya: "???" Is this even right?

She hadn't read many road-survival novels and didn't remember much of the plot, but she had a general impression of the vehicles the protagonists usually drew at the start. Their vehicles were bizarre—twister cars, skateboards, bicycles, vans, tricycles, garbage trucks... but even the luckiest protagonist had never started with a supercar!

And yet, here was a top-tier supercar parked right in front of her.

Before Su Ya could remain puzzled for long, the passenger window slowly rolled down, and a handsome face without a single visible flaw came into view. How handsome, exactly? Su Ya, who had spent years navigating the abstract corners of the internet, silently expressed it in three words: "I'd swipe right."

The handsome driver didn't know what she was thinking; he just asked with a touch of arrogance, "Want a ride?"

Logic told Su Ya that the human heart was treacherous in survival games, and this handsome guy might just be planning to trick her into the car, kill her, and loot her belongings. Emotion, however, told her that it was better to die beneath a peony than to live without style. Besides, she genuinely loved this car and had once vowed to buy one in this lifetime.

In the end, emotion triumphed over logic. Su Ya nodded with a smile.

"Thank you."

Storing her shared bike in her backpack—Su Ya marveled at how magical the game world was, allowing a tiny bag to hold a massive bike—she pulled open the passenger door and settled into the seat.

The moment she sat down, a few lines of information slowly floated above the driver's head.

【Nickname: Flying Life】
【ID: 271220001109】
【HP: 100】

Su Ya immediately noticed the nickname. She had seen him roasting people in the communication hall and replying with a string of "hahaha."

"Flying Life" seemed to recognize her too. He still held that arrogant expression, asking casually, "You're the Invincible Tyrannosaurus God? That elementary schooler?"

Su Ya: "Yes."

"Doesn't look like it," he commented sharply.

Su Ya didn't back down: "I didn't expect 'Flying Life' to be you, either. But since we've met, it's fate. Let's be friends. I'm Su Ya, a college student who likes to mess around with abstract humor."

"Chi Fei, race car driver."

Hearing the name, some news reports she had seen in the past instantly surfaced in Su Ya's mind. There really was a race car driver named Chi Fei, a "second-generation rich kid" whom netizens jokingly referred to as "the Young Master." Being a racer, it was no wonder he could pull a top-tier supercar at the start; he likely had some identity-based bonuses when drawing his vehicle.

Su Ya was still searching for clues in her memory when a reminder to "fasten your seatbelt" pulled her back to reality.

Although she didn't see the point of wearing a seatbelt on a completely empty road, Su Ya obediently complied. The second she clicked it into place, the supercar surged forward.

Whoosh!

The brat Chi Fei started racing on the road. The speed was so intense that Su Ya couldn't help but feel dizzy. Along with the dizziness came a wave of worry. Caught up in Chi Fei’s good looks, she had neglected the fact that exceeding the daily travel limit would cost her luck points. At this rate, she feared her luck might drop into the negatives.

Su Ya was already beginning to regret it.

*Ding-dong!*

The game manual chimed with a notification update. Su Ya's heart plummeted. Fortunately, Chi Fei stopped the car at that moment.

"I'm going to grab the crates," he said. He unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the door, and went to retrieve two bronze crates sitting by the roadside.

Su Ya quickly opened her game manual to check her luck.

"Eh!"

Startled by the number, Su Ya looked at it in disbelief several times, confirming repeatedly that she hadn't misread it.

【Identity: Salted Fish (Current Luck: 8)】

Her luck hadn't dropped; it had risen?

Su Ya checked her travel distance for the day—52 kilometers. She found the answer in an instant. Once she hit the daily limit, using her own vehicle would drain her luck, but riding with someone else wouldn't. At the same time, riding with someone else still counted toward her total travel distance.

As for the increase in luck, perhaps it was because she was hitching a ride with the "lucky god" Chi Fei. Fifty kilometers would have taken her five hours of pedaling on that crappy bike, but in Chi Fei's car, it took only ten minutes—how could that not be lucky?

Su Ya almost wanted to swear loyalty to Chi Fei as her "big brother."

Just then, Chi Fei returned to the driver's seat after picking up the crates. "Two crates, one for each of us. I won't take advantage of you."

"No need, Young Master, you can have them both! Thank you for the ride," Su Ya said, truly grateful.

Chi Fei didn't reply. He buckled his seatbelt, restarted the car, and continued racing down the road. Su Ya’s gratitude hadn't been fully expressed, and since he hadn't replied, she suspected her attitude might not have been good enough. She racked her brain for a way to repay him.

"Aha! Got it!"

With a mischievous grin, she turned to Chi Fei and said, "Young Master, Young Master, let me tell you a joke!"

Chi Fei remained silent, so Su Ya took that as consent.

"A crime needs a perpetrator, so Louis XVI was innocent. At the same time, Louis XVI had no debt, because debt needs a master, and he was—the King!"

*Screech!*

The car braked hard. Su Ya was thrown forward by momentum, but thanks to the seatbelt, she didn't go flying.

"Hell joke?" Chi Fei turned his head, frowning at her.

Su Ya nodded, asking back, "Was it not funny?"

Chi Fei: "It was funny. Don't tell it again."

Su Ya: "So it wasn't funny. Let me tell you another one."

Chi Fei: "Shut up!!!"

Su Ya: "Understood, Young Master!"

The two continued in silence.

—Three hours later—

Chi Fei brought the car to a stop. "I'll drop you off here."

Su Ya nodded and reached for her seatbelt, asking a burning question: "Young Master, this car is electric, right? How much battery does it take to race for three hours? Won't it run out of power?"

To her question, Chi Fei answered unhurriedly: "My first crate was a Platinum Crate. I opened it and got Infinite Energy."

Su Ya: "???"

"The thing they spent so many seasons searching for in *Seer*, you got at the very start?"

Su Ya admitted she was a little jealous. Drawing a supercar at the start, getting a Platinum Crate as the first drop, and pulling Infinite Energy from it?

From now on, please, all the "lucky gods" in this road survival game, step up your game to this standard! If you haven't reached this level, don't you dare call yourself a lucky god!

In comparison, Su Ya was the unluckiest of the unlucky.

With her confidence slightly shattered, she opened the door to get out, only to be called back by Chi Fei. He took out two compressed food bars and handed them to her. "I don't eat this kind of junk food. It's yours."

Su Ya: "???"

Wait, food was scarce in the game, and he was just giving away two compressed food bars like that? Was the Young Master always this capricious?

She didn't refuse in the end; she obediently accepted the bars and asked, "Young Master, do you eat strawberry cake?"

Chi Fei hesitated for a moment before saying, "I can."

Granted permission, Su Ya took a fresh strawberry cake out of her backpack and handed it to him.

"Consider this my fare. Thank you, Young Master."