21st Century Necromancer
Chapter 867 - 861: Breakneck Speed (Chapters released in reverse order, read this one first)

Late at night on the Bayshore Route, two sports cars were locked in a tense and intense race.

The street racer who initiated this challenge was a well-known driver on the Bayshore Route. In fact, he was a quasi-professional racer, having received an invitation from a professional racing team—he would become a professional racer as long as he passed the test.

The reason he was still racing on the Bayshore Route was simply to hone his skills and challenge other top-tier drivers.

After all, this stretch of road hosted retired professional racers, hidden masters from the civilian world, as well as other quasi-professional racers like him.

And of course, there were occasional challengers like tonight's Chen Yu, who showed up on a whim to test the legendary masters of the Bayshore Route.

For this street racer, he was already among the top-tier drivers on the Bayshore Route, with very few defeats under his belt. Even though there were faster and stronger opponents, the gap between them was often negligible.

But at this moment, the street racer couldn't shake off the feeling that he might never be able to catch up with the car ahead of him.

Because Chen Yu was simply too fast.

As mentioned earlier, the Bayshore Route wasn't a professional racetrack but a highway. Naturally, being a public road, other vehicles were inevitably present. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for a driver to floor the accelerator continuously and maintain full speed.

No matter how skilled you were, if you encountered two vehicles running parallel ahead, there was no way to simply storm past at full throttle.

And yet, from the moment this street racer had fallen behind at the start due to Chen Yu's quicker launch, not once had he seen the brake lights of Chen Yu's car illuminate. It was as if Chen Yu had driven this entire stretch without ever stepping on the brakes.

"The guy in front—he's insane, isn't he? Hitting 200 kilometers per hour into a curve without braking?" The passenger in the street racer's car, holding a phone and filming non-stop, exclaimed. Though not a top-tier driver himself, he was skilled enough to comprehend the terrifying pace of Chen Yu's car.

Anyone who's driven knows that entering a curve requires braking to slow down and turning the steering wheel. If your speed is too fast or you turn too early or too late, it's incredibly easy to lose control of the vehicle and cause an accident.

Even highly skilled drivers, when aiming to enter a curve at high speed, usually step on the brakes, reduce speed slightly, or employ techniques like drifting to shave time off the cornering.

There are very few people capable of taking a curve at full speed without braking—let alone accelerating through the corner—such maneuvers are dangerously risky.

Yet at this moment, the two street racers in the car trailing Chen Yu felt with absolute certainty that when Chen Yu had entered the curve earlier, he had merely eased off the gas pedal slightly. Without any noticeable decrease in speed, he practically soared through the bend like he was flying.

This nearly impossible cornering move ignited a sense of competitiveness in the trailing street racer. While he couldn't match Chen Yu's terrifying brazenness of skipping brakes altogether, he nevertheless pushed himself to his absolute limit, taking the curve with far greater fluidity and speed than he usually managed.

As they exited the curve onto a straight stretch, the street racer floored the accelerator, letting the engine's RPM climb higher and higher, roaring like a jet engine. The tires screeched as they fought against the friction of the asphalt.

All of this further fueled the street racer's desire to push past his limits, to surpass Chen Yu who loomed massively ahead like an insurmountable peak.

But no matter how hard he tried, Chen Yu remained an unyielding barrier before him.

Even though the gap between them was only a few car lengths, and on the straight stretch his car's acceleration advantage allowed him to close in somewhat, he could never quite overtake Chen Yu.

This wasn't because Chen Yu deliberately blocked his path to prevent his overtaking—though such tactics were common in street racing. On the contrary, Chen Yu graciously left him an open path to pass.

Yet the street racer simply couldn't surpass him.

Being just an ordinary human, he couldn't match Chen Yu's terrifying ability to maintain constant acceleration while entirely ignoring the brakes, relying solely on throttle control to adjust speed. Despite unleashing every ounce of skill he possessed, he still couldn't catch up to Chen Yu.

Eventually, when both cars reached the Yokohama finish line, the street racer was still trailing several car lengths behind Chen Yu, arriving roughly four to five seconds later.

At the finish line, Chen Yu finally stepped on the brakes, bringing his car to a stop.

The street racer, who had been following behind the entire time, finally pulled up alongside him.

The street racer stepped out of his car and approached Chen Yu's door. Though he felt the sting of defeat, a sense of excitement from witnessing true mastery also filled him.

Chen Yu rolled down his window, looking at the street racer standing by his door and the others gathering around. Smiling, he asked, "Looks like I won. By how many seconds?"

"You beat me by 5.13 seconds. According to the rules, I owe you 50,000 Japanese Yen," the street racer said as he pulled out his wallet, taking out 50,000 yen and respectfully handing it to Chen Yu.

After accepting the money, Chen Yu felt an indescribable thrill. Racing had been something he only ever did in *Need for Speed* back in his student days. He had never experienced something this exhilarating in real life. Not only had he won, but he also earned money—he couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement.

Seeing Chen Yu take the money, the street racer, still somewhat reserved, asked nervously, "May I ask, are you a professional racer? Your driving skills are truly incredible! I didn't even see your brake lights come on—that's just extraordinary!"

"I'm just a doctor, not a professional racer. I happened to be heading to Yokohama tonight, so I thought I'd experience the Bayshore Route for myself—it certainly lives up to its reputation," Chen Yu smiled and explained.

"Doctors can be this amazing?" the street racer exclaimed in astonishment. Just as he was about to continue speaking, his phone suddenly rang. He quickly apologized to Chen Yu and answered the call.

After saying a few words softly into the phone, the street racer hung up and returned to Chen Yu. With a mix of embarrassment and anticipation, he asked, "Would you be racing the Bayshore Route again tonight? My mentor would like to challenge you."

"Your mentor?" Chen Yu was momentarily stunned, surprised by the "beat the student, the teacher steps in" situation unfolding. After a moment of thought, he responded, "I'll likely head back to Tokyo soon. If you're willing to wait, we can race when I head back—it makes no difference to me."

With that, Chen Yu smiled at them, started his car, and drove away, leaving behind a group of street racers gazing at the retreating taillights with admiration and anticipation.

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