Yang Cong looked at the huge King Kong, who was still yelling at Yang Cong.

"call out....."

A car is speeding up.

Yang Cong just watched like this.

The owner of the car seemed very smart and braked the car at the last moment.

But there is also a red motorcycle.

Yang Cong also recognized her, the motorcycle that drove by him.

The young man who got off the vehicle seemed to understand something, and began to stop the motorcycle staff in the middle of the road.

But at this time, the King Kong had already fallen and seemed to be unable to find it.

"Stop! Stop!"

Just as they passed by, the man pulled down the person on the motorcycle.

"boom...."

The car flew out, and suddenly a big hand appeared, and the car was crushed to pieces.

Fortunately, the only car has passed, otherwise it might be cleared.

Unfortunately, the car was destroyed.

Yang Cong also wanted to rush over, but finally reacted, so it was just that the car was fine and the people were fine.

"That... Edge... I have a friend named Edge, who can help you fix the car." The young man said quickly.

The woman then looked at the young man, not saying anything more.

"Hey, can you help me repair my car?"

Yang Cong walked over at this time, and his wealthy equipment was very concerned about it.

"You are... the one from Death Planet!"

The young man looked at Yang Cong in shock.

Yang Cong smiled faintly and said, "Do you know me?"

"My friend was also fighting for artifacts in that game, so I knew something." said the youth.

"Then my car..."

"Of course it's okay, my friend can help you fix it."

................

Later, Yang Cong also learned the names of the young man and the other woman.

The young man was called Pasifal, and the other woman was called Artemis.

Both of them are celebrities, and along the way, Yang Cong had nothing to talk to them.

Soon, they met Pasifal's friend named Edge.

Yang Cong handed his car to Edge, and the same person as him was Artemis.

The two of them were chatting, while Yang Cong sat aside and looked around.

To be honest, there are many things that surprise him in this factory.

However, after seeing more things, I have also become resistant to such ordinary things.

He is no longer the dream-chasing boy before.

After repairing the car, the two left, and there was nothing to say.

Launched the game,

Yang Cong touched his chin. Today, he also understood one thing, that is, this game is a decisive victory.

It is impossible to pass the level directly.

"Young Master..." The old butler came over.

"You can help me arrange my diet, and I will enter the game later."

Today's incident touched Yang Cong a lot.

He didn't know much about this world, but he felt that at this time, he should explore step by step how to obtain the three keys just like decryption.

"Here, I've prepared it for the young master."

The butler is familiar with Yang Cong’s diet, so this should be the setting.

Yang Cong just smiled.

He needs to drink and eat in this world, so he needs daily meals.

After dinner, Yang Cong entered the oasis and came to a place and recorded the museum.

This place has been around since the day the racing race began.

This records the life of James Halliday, the creator of the oasis, and some very secret traces were also found here.

So it is very popular here, but it was very popular at the beginning, but gradually, few people came.

After all, I can’t find any clues, so it’s a waste of effort when I come.

Despite the Records Museum, Yang Cong walked in this place like a maze.

Alongside him, the director of the Records Museum was accompanied by the director.

But in fact, there are many curators, after all, it cannot be said that only one will be received for a period of time.

But just as Yang Cong looked over one by one like shopping, he found a familiar figure.

The silver-haired young man named Pasifal.

"Hi." Yang Cong walked over and said hello.

The silver-haired young man smiled and said, "Hello, Yang Cong."

"What are you watching here?" Yang Cong asked.

Pasifal said: "I came here just to find some traces."

"Then have you found it?" Yang Cong asked.

Pasifal shook his head and said, "Not yet."

"Have you finished reading?" asked the curator standing next to Pasifal.

Pasifal nodded slightly: "It's almost done."

He was still a little disappointed with this search and still didn't find anything.

Yang Cong looked at Pasifal's back as he left depressedly and said nothing.

"Why can't everything go back? Step on the accelerator, speed up, and rewind."

Harry in the picture suddenly said such a sentence, which made Yang Cong stunned.

He has a very strong brain, and although his strength is sealed, his IQ is still there.

At that moment, he seemed to understand something.

“Speed ​​Racing…”

Yang Cong touched his chin, stepped on the accelerator, and retracted.

This is not impossible.

Just when Yang Cong came to his senses, Pasifal did not leave, but leaned over: "Turn back ten seconds ago."

So he read it again.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Cong and Pasifal looked at each other.

"You thought of it?" Yang Cong asked.

"Well, you thought of it too?" Pasifal looked at Yang Cong with some surprise.

"Then let's try it, how fast it is." Yang Cong smiled and said.

Both of them understood, so let’s see who is number one.

After the two separated, Yang Cong left the game.

The racing race is not that fast yet, so there is no need.

His car needs to be modified.

After a good modification, he went to participate in the racing competition.

In the last parking space, Yang Cong and Pasifal were side by side.

The two of them smiled lightly through the car window, and naturally they understood what it meant.
To be continued...