21st Century Necromancer
Chapter 868 - 862 The So-Called Fate

Having bought the shaomai, Chen Mo handed them to the eagerly awaiting Jounouchi Hiromi. He then returned to the driver's seat, ready to drive back to Tokyo.

However, when Chen Yu drove back to Yokohama and entered the entrance to the Bayshore Route, he found that the street racers from before were indeed still waiting for him.

Seeing this, Chen Yu couldn't help but feel surprised. These street racers truly seemed to be passionate about the sport of racing, willing to wait so late into the night just to have another match.

Perhaps moved by their enthusiasm and dedication, Chen Yu didn't drive off immediately. Instead, he drove up to the group of street racers, rolled down his window, and asked, "You're really still waiting for me? So, is there a master racer here who wants a rematch?"

The street racers had originally decided to wait for Chen Yu on a whim, not entirely sure if he'd show up. Now that he had appeared, they were overjoyed and quickly gathered around.

"Apologies for the surprise—it's my mentor. When he heard about the race between you and me, he rushed over from Tokyo just to compete against you," said the street racer who had previously raced against Chen Yu, explaining things to Chen Yu at the car window. He then introduced the street racer beside him, who resembled a middle-aged man.

Chen Yu sized up the man, who was dressed in a black jacket over a white shirt. Other than his attire, he looked no different from an ordinary middle-aged gentleman. Chen Yu gave him a nod and asked, "Alright, so how do we race? Same rules as before?"

"Yes, same as before—starting from Yokohama to Tokyo. Whoever takes the least time wins. One second costs ten thousand yen," replied the middle-aged man. His voice was somewhat hoarse but carried an unmistakable air of confidence.

Feeling the confidence emanating from his opponent, Chen Yu nodded knowingly and said, "Alright. Is there someone timing the race?"

"The Tokyo side is ready. Both ends will synchronize the timing," explained the previous street racer quickly. They had already coordinated with the Tokyo street racers and prepared everything.

"OK, let's get ready to start," Chen Yu said simply, seeing that the preparations were complete. He agreed to the race without further words.

With Chen Yu's agreement, the street racers became visibly excited and hurried to make the pre-launch arrangements.

Soon, two cars were lined up at the starting point, ready to take off.

Just then, another car unexpectedly pulled in, stopping right beside Chen Yu's vehicle. Its window rolled down.

"Hey, fellas! You're getting ready to race, right? Can I join you?" Becky called out, leaning out his car window and shouting toward Chen Yu and the street racers.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu also lowered his window. Taking a glance at Becky and Cooper, he asked, "Who are you?"

"We're from the United States. Just got off the plane and saw you guys prepping for a race. Couldn't resist joining in. I used to race back in the United States, don't worry—I know the rules," Becky replied, following the instructions Cooper had given him earlier. He greeted Chen Yu and explained to the surrounding street racers.

Faced with this sudden development, the street racers looked hesitant. To them, this situation was far from ideal.

In reality, street racers formed an exclusive circle—a tight-knit community with fixed groups, familiar relationships, and a set of unwritten rules. They were generally unwelcoming to outsiders. Anyone trying to join this circle needed to earn the group's trust and prove their qualifications.

Chen Yu had already secured the street racers' recognition with his extraordinary driving skills, which was why they had asked him for a rematch. However, the American's abrupt arrival didn't sit well with them, and they weren't keen on letting him join the race.

Still, as this was an underground race and not the type of event where roads were closed off, it was difficult to outright stop the newcomer. That said, his participation would introduce plenty of unpredictability to the race.

After internal deliberations and discussions, the street racer who had previously raced against Chen Yu approached his car and asked, "Sir, what do you think? Should we let this American join the race? If you disagree, we'll find a way to block him."

Hearing this, and noting that someone had already nudged their car slightly forward to obstruct the American's vehicle, Chen Yu glanced at the American's car with a hint of meaning in his eyes. After briefly thinking it over, he replied, "No need. Let them join. I think they're here for me anyway. It's fine."

With Chen Yu's consent, the street racer said no more, simply signaling for the car in front to make room for the American.

Seeing a path open up, Becky smiled broadly and glanced at Cooper before leaning out of the car window to wave at Chen Yu. "Thanks, buddy! I'm Becky. If I win later, drinks are on me!"

Previously, Cooper had shared a prophetic insight with Becky, saying that he would seize a unique opportunity to win this race in an artful way.

As Cooper explained, once Becky won the race, if he treated Chen Yu to drinks, they would accomplish their set objective.

Chen Yu, however, didn't show much reaction to Becky's words. He simply shook his head slightly, closed his car window, started his car, and revved the engine decisively. The roaring power of the engine signaled his readiness.

Beside him, the street racer's car also emitted a loud roar, signifying its readiness to begin the race.

Not to be outdone, Becky hurriedly revved his engine as well, indicating that he too was prepared.

The street racer organizing the event didn't waste time. Seeing all three cars ready, he stood at the roadside and raised a hand. After counting to three, he swung his arm down forcefully!

As his arm dropped, the three cars shot out almost simultaneously—the race had begun.

The other street racers watched as the trio sped off, quickly starting their own cars to follow. Though they knew they wouldn't be able to keep up, they still wanted to witness this showdown among top drivers on the Bayshore Route.

Among the three, the street racer as an average competitor was fully focused, devoting all his energy to controlling his car. Meanwhile, Chen Yu, even as he skillfully drove, extended his senses toward the American's car.

Inside the American's vehicle, Becky was driving seriously. Though he wasn't a true street racer, his driving skills were impressive, allowing him to handle the situation with relative ease.

Still, as he raced, Becky couldn't help but talk to Cooper beside him: "Cooper, what's that unique opportunity you mentioned? When's it going to show up?"

"Relax. When fate decides you should win, the opportunity will naturally present itself. Even a Demigod still has to obey the guidance and arrangements of destiny," Cooper said with unwavering confidence, as if everything was already in the palm of his hand.