Wang He was so certain because Adventurers from Tidal Town and Deep Sea Town would always switch to a different vehicle, no matter what.
There was no way they'd still be riding this basic motorcycle.
For them...
It seemed like spending money on microtransactions was a completely normal thing.
"Haha, brothers, it looks like this round is all us!" Wang He couldn't help but exclaim in his live stream, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.
In the Dungeon and in the live stream, other Adventurers from Feichi Town also noticed each other, as well as Wang He's particularly eye-catching, cool motorcycle.
"Holy crap, He Ge! Where did you get such a cool ride?"
"This bike... it looks so fierce, even the engine sound is different!"
"That's not fair, why does he have a bike we don't?"
"He Ge, tell me, did you secretly spend money on microtransactions? Or did you save all your daily attempts for today?"
Countless Adventurers pressed him for answers.
Wang He had long anticipated this situation.
As a public figure, many people in Feichi Town knew him, so he also knew that as soon as he appeared riding this "wasteland rattlesnake," he would immediately become the center of attention.
At the same time, a bunch of people would ask him where he got the bike.
Or rather, it wouldn't be asking, it would be direct questioning...
Someone was bound to suspect him of secretly spending money on microtransactions.
But...
Some things, as long as you're not caught red-handed, and you don't admit it...
Then no one can do anything to you.
Wang He replied directly, "No, no, this was given by the system, you get it just by logging in..."
The eleven Adventurers next to him were all stunned. "Then why don't I have one?"
"Maybe it's because when I participated in the competition in Baiye City, I entered their Dungeon, so I just happened to run into this old Adventurer feedback event."
Wang He lied without batting an eye.
It just rolled off his tongue.
Whether others believed him was their business.
He wouldn't admit it, anyway.
And no one had personally seen him spend money on microtransactions.
It was just a pity that this Dungeon couldn't hide his ride, otherwise he would definitely hide it so no one would discover it.
Regarding Wang He's words,
Most people naturally didn't believe him; the bullet comments and the opponents matched next to him were all discussing it heatedly.
Amidst the discussions, there was a mix of envy, jealousy, and suspicion.
But without a doubt, Wang He's "wasteland rattlesnake" had become the focus of the entire scene.
Wang He chuckled, not continuing to explain, but simply gripping the handlebars, feeling the surging power emanating from the mount beneath him.
The low roar of the "wasteland rattlesnake" formed a stark contrast to the relatively weak rumble of the other motorcycles.
【3!】
【2!】
【1!】
【GO!!!】
The moment the starting line disappeared, the "wasteland rattlesnake" roared out like a true desert beast.
The powerful initial acceleration brought a push-back sensation that sent Wang He's adrenaline soaring.
Almost instantly, he pulled ahead of all his opponents by two or three body lengths.
"Woah ah ah ah! So fast!"
Wang He himself couldn't help but exclaim.
The starting speed was incredibly fast; when he watched the live stream earlier, it didn't feel this clear, but now, driving it himself, the experience was completely different.
He felt an immense thrill, causing his face to flush red from the rush.
Behind him, the other Feichi Town newcomers were in a state of utter chaos.
"Ow, sh*t, why is this throttle so sensitive!"
"Slow down, slow down! I'm going to crash!"
"Don't push me!"
"Damn it, why is this broken bike wobbling so much!"
As it was their first time encountering this type of motorcycle, coupled with the basic vehicle performance, they were already falling over at the starting stage.
Some bikes crashed into each other due to improper control, or twisted into S-shapes, unable to pick up speed at all.
One unlucky fellow, in his extreme nervousness, twisted the throttle too hard and immediately did a wheelie and flipped over on the spot, falling on the starting line, drawing excited roars from the zombies behind him.
Wang He saw this chaotic scene in his rearview mirror and smiled helplessly.
He easily avoided the first abandoned vehicle obstacle on the road, relishing the sensation of lightning-fast speed.
This was completely different from riding any magical beast or driving any magical vehicle.
This was a more direct, more violent, and more self-controlled sense of mechanical power.
"Brothers, this feeling is truly awesome!!!" Wang He shouted into the wind.
Soon, he entered a street densely packed with zombies.
The hideous monsters roared and pounced.
Wang He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he immediately realized that the "wasteland rattlesnake's" speed and flexibility far exceeded imagination.
He only needed to slightly twist the handlebars to easily avoid most zombies with a minimal arc; if he couldn't avoid them, he would simply ram them with the front of the bike.
The "wasteland rattlesnake" was originally a combat-type motorcycle, equipped with various sharp spikes that could directly impale a zombie.
His upgraded protective suit and helmet also provided good protection; minor collisions only caused the screen to briefly flash red, recovering quickly.
The other players behind him were not so lucky.
"Ah, don't grab me!"
"Get away, ugly thing!"
"Help! I'm being held, my speed is slowing down!"
System notifications began to ring out continuously:
【Adventurer No. 5 has been eliminated!】
【Adventurer No. 9 has been eliminated!】
Those newcomers caught in the zombie encirclement were either knocked down due to slow speed or crashed into obstacles in a panic, instantly engulfed by the surging tide of zombies.
System notifications kept ringing, but Wang He paid them no mind.
His eyes were only on the road ahead, his ears only heard the engine's roar, and his heart only yearned for greater speed.
As the strongest Adventurer of this generation in Feichi Town, how could Wang He consider others his opponents?
His only opponent had always been himself...
After entering the complex urban area, the road became even more rugged and difficult, but Wang He became even more excited.
During this time, he had perfectly mastered the wasteland rattlesnake, executing precise drifts on every turn.
The tires screeched against the ground, occasionally kicking up a shower of sparks.
When it came to some sharp turns, Wang He could even perform zero-distance lean-ins, his knee almost scraping the ground.
The rough concrete panel seemed almost within reach, and the thrill brought by this maneuver made him cheer.
"Woohoo--"
After an unknown period of furious riding, he was the only one left on the entire track; everyone else had perished in the mouths of the zombies.
Finally.
Wang He saw the iconic overpass, and the aircraft carrier vaguely visible at the end of the bridge.
