Chapter 131: The Two-Month Deadline

"Indeed, I was the one inquiring about you, senior. I didn't expect you to appear here so suddenly." Mo Shu's way of handling social interactions had become significantly more composed than before; he showed neither excessive vigilance nor nervousness.

"Heh, heh, heh. It is I who am surprised. After all these years, to think there is still someone remembering an old man like me," the hunchbacked man said with a chuckle.

"Mmhmm," Mo Shu responded casually, avoiding unnecessary words that might lead to trouble.

The hunchbacked man fell silent as well. He stared fixedly at Mo Shu for a moment before slowly saying, "You young man, you actually possess quite a bit of courtesy and reserve."

Mo Shu was taken aback. Why was the other party suddenly praising him? Hadn't the system described this man as extremely cruel?

"It is a pity, though. The things in your mind and the gadget in your hand—they are your undoing. That is why I must finish you all off." After the praise, the hunchbacked man changed his tune, shaking his head with feigned regret. It turned out there was more to say.

Mo Shu thought to himself, *This old man's way of threatening others is so soft-spoken. Could there be something fishy going on?* Perhaps with the frailty of age, his abilities had weakened? Or perhaps he wasn't as powerful as the legends claimed, and he was merely bluffing?

The hunchbacked man seemed to perceive Mo Shu's skepticism and let out a long, boisterous laugh: "Kid, I know exactly what is going through your head."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shu suddenly felt a numbing sensation in both hands, followed by his arms going completely numb.

Mo Shu was secretly shocked. *Isn't this the Spirit Ring's level two skill, Biological EMP?* It seemed he had truly wronged the system.

The hunchbacked man looked at Mo Shu's limp arms with satisfaction and laughed: "Tell that 'Peerless' woman who helped you activate the Spirit Ring that running away is not a solution after all. I hear you are hosting a race yourselves, the 'Cloud Peak Downhill Race,' is that right? I will give you two months to prepare. Two months from now, I will take all your lives through the sport of racing. How did that 20% power EMP feel? When we reach the track, I will let you experience the full might of a 100% EMP. I will spare you for today—hahaha!"

Mo Shu had originally been worried that the system would step in again to stop him from holding the race. Now, however, the opponent had issued a formal challenge. The race had to be held, and the challenge had to be accepted; otherwise, there would be a mortal threat!

Receiving a threat should have been distressing, but Mo Shu felt a surge of excitement and joy. As his arms gradually regained sensation, he felt inexplicably thrilled. This was the first time he had encountered such a formidable opponent. It seemed he would have to practice diligently and work hard to upgrade the system during this time.

The hunchbacked man was a man of action; having said his piece, he turned and left.

Mo Shu called out before the man got too far: "Registration is required for the race. Leave your name."

The hunchbacked man kept walking without looking back, but a sinister, evil voice echoed in Mo Shu's mind: "Since my dear friend chose the title 'Peerless' after coming to this world, you can call me 'Extinguisher'!"

"Extinguisher? Not a bad name..." Mo Shu watched the man's retreating figure and let out a cold snort.

*Today was such a golden opportunity, yet you, Extinguisher, failed to eliminate me. Don't blame me for showing no mercy in the future.*

Mo Shu's eyes sharpened as he dashed toward the Wang family villa. Seeing Mo Shu grab his car keys and leave, an oblivious Wang Yu followed closely and asked, "What's going on? Who did you meet to get so anxious?"

"Old Wang, I’m heading home to pack. You hurry up too. We’re heading to Spain right now. I’ll notify Wang Yining on the way."

"Wait, wait, wait. Spain? The third leg of the ERC? Didn't we say we weren't leaving until the day after tomorrow? What exactly happened?"

"The murderer who killed the Racing God Ah Jie just came to see me. I'll explain the details on the road."

Mo Shu dropped these words and bolted out the door.

About two hours later, the three of them appeared in the departure hall of Nanshan International Airport. Before the others could ask, Mo Shu took the lead and explained the whole story, finally sharing some of his own thoughts.

Because the situation was sudden, Wang Yining, who had been somewhat distracted, was immediately galvanized: "Understood. We'll do as you say. It’ll be busy, but I can handle it."

Wang Yu nodded, signifying his acceptance of Mo Shu's proposal.

The appearance of Extinguisher so soon was definitely beyond Mo Shu's expectations. Things were moving so rapidly that they couldn't afford to hesitate. Originally, Mo Shu and Wang Yu had planned to build the "Cloud Peak Downhill Race" step by step, but now they had to accelerate their pace.

Since the three had reached a consensus, things became much easier. In the coming period, the Deity Racing Team would likely be swamped. Mo Shu and Wang Yu would face the reality of frequent travel between domestic and international locations, forced to use the intervals between ERC races to fly back to Nanshan to prepare for the downhill race. As for Wang Yining, she would remain abroad, coordinating and supervising the team's relocation and preparations for every leg of the circuit. After all, Mo Shu needed not only to run his own race well but also to continuously win in the ERC to gain enough experience points to upgrade the system.

Fortunately, the Deity Racing Team was a well-organized and highly efficient group. With these friends by his side, Mo Shu felt much more at ease.

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"Please, please, come in, our God Mo! Oh! Wang Yu is here too, please, come in!"

Half a month later, in an office at the Nanshan Satellite TV building, the enthusiastic voice of Xiao Yao, the general director of the show "Extreme Partners," rang out.

Mo Shu and Wang Yu raised their hands, looking utterly exhausted. They had just flown back to their hometown from Spain after a journey of over ten hours. The feeling of having a home but being unable to return to it was truly unpleasant; that is what happens when you are so successful that you attract enemies—the tallest tree catches the most wind.

Xiao Yao started his computer and double-clicked a video file named "Cloud Peak Downhill Race Promotional Video."

"Take a look. This is just the first draft. If you have any dissatisfaction, please provide your feedback, and I can arrange for adjustments immediately," Xiao Yao said with great responsibility.

Mo Shu nodded gratefully and nudged Wang Yu to watch carefully. The promotional video was Xiao Yao's idea; he had come up with it on the spur of the moment a few days prior and contacted Wang Yu in Spain. Xiao Yao had said over the phone that the "Cloud Peak Downhill Race" was billed as an international-standard racing event, and without a decent promotional video, how could they attract drivers and spectators from all over the world? Furthermore, Xiao Yao promised that this video was a personal favor—he wouldn't charge for it and would ensure the content was the best it could be.

The three-minute video ended quickly, and Mo Shu and Wang Yu applauded, declaring it spectacular.

Xiao Yao smiled, took out a USB drive, and handed it to Wang Yu, saying the promotional film was copied onto it and they should feel free to use it however they liked.

Wang Yu quickly stood up to express his thanks, and Mo Shu stepped forward to shake his hand: "Director Xiao, you must come to the scene to watch the race. We will save you a VIP seat."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao laughed heartily: "Thank you so much! I was actually thinking of asking, but I felt too embarrassed to bring it up."

Wang Yu said, "Brother Xiao, please don't be so formal. You've helped us so much with this video; what is a VIP seat compared to that? We will definitely find an opportunity to repay this kindness!"

"No need, no need. Being able to call the two of you friends is my honor."

Xiao Yao was an understanding man. Seeing Wang Yu and Mo Shu both stand up, he knew they had urgent matters to attend to, so he took the opportunity to suggest they have a meal together next time they met.

Wang Yu seized the moment: "It's a deal. You pick the place, and I'll pay. We must be off now—Mo Shu's new car is reportedly almost finished with its modifications, and we have to rush over to take a look."