Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

And the energy in Jiang Siming’s body, which has turned into liquid, is enough to support him in completing ten times the previous actions without any depletion. Jiang Siming was almost excited enough to want to jump off this building, but then he thought about how his hotel was more than fifty meters high, so he decided against it...

He might die if he jumped from the top floor. Jiang Siming is now a cultivation master hidden in the city, just like those cultivation masters in novels about cultivation in the city, a hidden big boss! After taking the detoxification pill, Lin Yun’er surprisingly wasn’t very sleepy; her body was a bit tired, but her spirits were still high.

"Honey, I can’t sleep~" she said, lying on Jiang Siming, her head close to Jiang Siming’s ear, lazily nibbling at his ear.

"Can we go on for a bit longer?" Jiang Siming thought they could continue, and was just about to make a move when he heard Lin Yun’er’s pleading.

"I just can’t fall asleep, honey, can you take me out for a walk?" Lin Yun’er pleaded.

"It’s so late, do you still want to go out?" Jiang Siming didn’t really want to move, as lying in bed was so comfortable.

"Please, please, honey, my beloved husband~" saying this, Lin Yun’er gave Jiang Siming several kisses on the face as a bribe.

"Kiss me here and I’ll agree." Jiang Siming pointed to a certain place, taking advantage of the situation. Lin Yun’er, with her blushing face, gave Jiang Siming a glare with her watery eyes, but obediently got off him. It was already two o’clock in the morning when the thoroughly relaxed Jiang Siming accompanied Lin Yun’er out.

At two o’clock in the morning, many places in Shanghai were still brightly lit, and there were many spots that seemed to be must-visit for tourists in Shanghai. Such as the Oriental Pearl Tower, the City God Temple, the Bund, and so on. Although these places are indeed symbols and attractions of Shanghai, they are crowded and have all sorts of random charges, especially the City God Temple, which is mainly set up to rip off people from other places and foreign tourists. Jiang Siming went there once and was so shocked by the prices inside that he quickly ran away and never went back. He had been living in Shanghai for a few years and later came to know some fun and interesting places that only old Shanghainese know.

The two had already eaten their fill at the hotel, so they weren’t going for the food. Jiang Siming took Lin Yun’er to the Disc Racing Hall at 809 Zhaoyang Road, which is the first largest and most professional indoor racing hall for formula cars in all of Asia. Jiang Siming used to come here often when he was bored or down, and just one lap would lift his spirits, even though his skills were quite embarrassing at the time.

Because he came so frequently, the owner of the racing hall recognized Jiang Siming.

"Little Ming, you’re here to have a few more laps, right? Why so late today?" the owner greeted Jiang Siming warmly.

Jiang Siming was a very nice person and never made any demands on the owner; after each couple of laps, he would immediately give the car to someone else, and sometimes when it was busy, he helped the owner collect the cars or taught beginners how to operate them. So the owner liked Jiang Siming as a customer very much and would sometimes even let him drive for free when there was no one in the store.

"Uncle Ren, you’re still up so late? Isn’t Little Qing supposed to be on duty at night?" Jiang Siming smiled as he walked over.

The boss smiled bitterly and said, "Little Qing is after all a girl; staying up late every night isn’t appropriate. I let her go back to work. We’ve been recruiting recently and have hired a few people, but we still don’t have enough staff. Many of them don’t know how to handle these cars, so I have to take the lead for now."

"It’s been so long since you’ve been here, I thought you had left Shanghai. How’s everything going recently? You look much better than before," said the boss.

Jiang Siming smiled in response, "Thanks to Uncle Ren’s good words in the past, things are going pretty well now."

Only then did the boss notice the little tail that had been following Jiang Siming, and he exclaimed in pleasant surprise, "It looks like things are going well for you, have you finally found a girlfriend? She looks great. Why is she wearing a mask?"

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"Oh, she has a bit of a cold," said Jiang Siming, who didn’t dare to let Lin Yun’er take off her mask. There were still many customers playing in this car club, and if she was discovered, it would be like an earthquake.

"Is that so? Then you two go and have fun. Your car is still available, the No. 11 car," said the boss.

"I didn’t expect Uncle Ren to remember my car number. That’s quite a surprise. This time I came in a hurry and only brought this pack of cigarettes. Don’t look down on it, I know your business is thriving, but it’s a small token of my appreciation," Jiang Siming said as he handed over the high-quality blue and white porcelain he had prepared.

The boss took a look and his eyes showed surprise, "Looks like you’ve really hit it big. I’ve never even smoked such good cigarettes. Don’t insult me, go and have fun. I won’t charge you today. Just drive as you like, hahaha."

Jiang Siming nodded, took Lin Yun’er’s hand, and walked to the side of No. 11 Formula car.

"Have you driven this before?" Jiang Siming asked.

Lin Yun’er shook her head, with an eager look on her face.

"You drive, I’ll sit next to you." The car had a two-seater that could accommodate two people, but it would be a bit slower.

"Then, my dear Oh Ba, you have to teach me well..." Lin Yun’er was still a little scared. Jiang Siming reassured her, holding her hand and leading her to sit in the racing car.

"This car is very simple. The red one is the brake, the green one is the accelerator. No need to change gears. To move forward, just floor the accelerator, and to brake, release the accelerator and step on the brake, just like driving a regular car." Jiang Siming gave a few instructions, and Lin Yun’er understood after listening.

After some preparation, the two officially started. Lin Yun’er carefully pressed the accelerator, and the car’s engine immediately roared, the body trembling slightly as it began to surge forward. They smoothly entered the track, and Lin Yun’er gradually increased the speed. As the speed picked up, the two felt the wind on their faces, and their moods improved.

"Ah~~ Oppa, I’m so happy~" Lin Yun’er was as joyful as a little corgi. If it weren’t for driving, she would have jumped up in happiness.

"Watch the direction, you’re about to hit something." Jiang Siming laughed and guided her.

After taking her for several rounds, once they got off, Lin Yun’er was in a state of excitement, chattering away by Jiang Siming’s ear. She asked how her driving was, how to drift the car, and when they could come back to play, and so on. Perhaps it had been too hard for her these past years, with the busy Lin Yun’er having no time to play such games.

Playing like this, she felt that her heart had become ten years younger.

"Do you want to play more?" Jiang Siming wiped the fine sweat from her forehead caused by the excitement.

"No more, having you here is so good~" Lin Yun’er hugged Jiang Siming’s arm, smiling happily.

"Then, let me take you to play a very interesting game." Jiang Siming knew that Lin Yun’er rarely went out to play, so this time, he wanted to make sure she had even more fun.

"What game?"

"Just follow me." Jiang Siming said goodbye to Uncle Ren, then went up to the second floor of the racing hall. The second floor was also a place for entertainment, but it was not a racing hall; rather, it was for other types of amusement.