In the ga, Qin Miao had lost count of the tis he hit purple, but it was definitely more than he could count on one hand.
And for soone as talented as Qin Miao, getting purple in the ga was a common occurrence, so he didn’t bother to keep track.
Although he could rely on the system to improve his track proficiency, Qin Miao focused intensely on the feedback from the simulator; he wasn’t just chanically doing laps.
However, opening the Red Bull Ring was not so Qin Miao could just hit purple; he wanted to quickly get the track proficiency for the Red Bull Ring to 100 and validate the system’s achievent system.
Qin Miao had no idea how long Qing had set the package for, nor whether he could max out the map’s proficiency before it ended.
All he could do was do his best and let fate take its course, focusing solely on improving his lap tis.
After three hours, Qin Miao, unaware of how many laps he had completed, finally heard the system prompt he had longed for.
[Ding!]
[Practice lap completed, track proficiency 0.65]
[Current proficiency for Red Bull Ring track: 100.1]
[Congratulations to the host for achieving 100 proficiency on the FIA Grade 1 certified track: Red Bull Ring]
[Achievent: Regular at Red Bull Ring (Completed)]
[Reward: Purple Lottery x1]
Hell yeah!
Seeing the purple lottery given by the system, Qin Miao couldn’t help but cheer excitedly.
He wasn’t thrilled because of the purple lottery itself, but because he had proven the feasibility of farming lottery opportunities, promising future rewards.
Looking at his two purple lottery chances, Qin Miao couldn’t resist the urge and used them both.
No one can resist the allure of a treasure chest guaranteed to give good items! No one!
The purple lottery had a much more ceremonious feel compared to the white lottery. Unlike the white lottery, which just put the nas and attributes of ten items in Qin Miao’s head when he thought about it,
when the purple lottery was opened, a purple treasure chest appeared, similar to opening a souvenir weapon case in CSGO, with a bunch of items quickly scrolling by in front of Qin Miao.
But this visual didn’t last long; after about 15 seconds, the scrolling stopped right in front of Qin Miao.
What appeared in the center of the screen was a stack of docunts.
Qin Miao was montarily confused, "What the heck is this?"
Quickly, he learned the na and purpose of these items.
[FIA Certified B-Level Racing License.
Fabricate a verifiable racing history for the host as well as a way to acquire the license, and grant the host all the theoretical knowledge needed for this license.]
Seeing this explanation in his mind, Qin Miao felt puzzled.
Even though it said so, he didn’t suddenly know the theoretical knowledge required for this license.
As Qin Miao was pondering, the reward for his second lottery draw appeared, but before he could clearly see what it was,
a huge flow of information was forcefully and abruptly poured into Qin Miao’s brain.
Qin Miao almost scread out loud from this overwhelming sensation of information overload, but fortunately, it only lasted a mont.
After that mont, his mind was filled with a wealth of racing knowledge.
The system’s way of injecting knowledge was downright domineering.
After composing himself a bit, Qin Miao finally had the mind to check his second prize.
What caught Qin Miao’s eye was a red sports car, and with so understanding of cars, Qin Miao instantly recognized it by the headlight design.
A Ferrari 488! And judging by the black and white stripes on the front, it seed to be a Ferrari 488 Pista.
Honestly, Qin Miao knew the system’s lottery could give valuable items and that it might gift cars.
But he never imagined the system would flat-out give him a Ferrari 488.
It’s worth noting that Qin Miao’s favorite car is the Ferrari 488 GT3 EVO, and the system was clearly catering to Qin Miao’s preferences!
Even though this 488 wasn’t the GT3 racing version, it’s still a freaking Ferrari!
For a mont, Qin Miao was at a loss for how to describe his current feelings.
After obtaining his prized possession, Qin Miao couldn’t continue playing and started to unbuckle the five-point safety harness while removing his VR headset.
Noticing sothing off about Qin Miao, Qing, who was playing on her phone a short distance away, stood up and asked, "You’re done playing?"
Climbing down from the simulator, Qin Miao responded, "Yeah, I’m done."
Qing walked over and said, "If you’re done, then you’re done. Why the rush?"
Originally wanting to rush off to see his new treasure, Qin Miao suddenly felt the urge to use the bathroom after getting off the simulator.
Since his Ferrari wasn’t going anywhere, Qin Miao asked, "Where’s the bathroom?"
Qing pointed him to the direction of the bathroom, and Qin Miao quickly went.
As he relieved himself, it dawned on Qin Miao that the system had gone to great lengths to deliver his 600,000 Racing Fund in a legitimate manner.
Sothing as expensive as a Ferrari wouldn’t normally reach him so easily, right? So, how exactly was this dream sports car system going to be given to him?
Thinking this, Qin Miao’s initial excitent waned a bit, but it turned into anticipation.
After leaving the bathroom, Qin Miao prepared to leave, knowing he wouldn’t get his Ferrari 488 any ti soon.
Nevertheless, after everything that happened, he definitely wasn’t in the mood to stay and play any longer.
Plus, after spending so much ti on the simulator, Qin Miao started feeling hungry, and the sky outside was growing dark, signaling it was ti to go.
Although Qing seed prepared to let Qin Miao enjoy his ti here thoroughly, Qin Miao couldn’t just ignore his girlfriend.
He was more than willing to spend the evening exploring the night market and having so late-night snacks with her.
Flicking off water droplets from his hand as he returned to Qing’s side, Qin Miao curiously asked, "How much did we spend this afternoon?"
Furrowing her brows in thought, Qing replied, "More than four hundred, I think."
Nodding, Qin Miao was about to use Alipay to transfer the money to Qing, but she stopped him with an eye roll.
Before Qin Miao could speak, Qing just made an annoyed expression at him.
Qin Miao shrugged helplessly and said, "Alright, alright, I’ll treat you when we go to the night market tonight."
Only then did Qing nod in satisfaction.
Then, with a playful smile, Qing asked expectantly, "So, how’d you like the place I brought you to?"
Qin Miao smiled and nodded; Qing had genuinely put thought into it. The experience was both fun and unexpectedly rewarding for Qin Miao.
"It was aweso. I really enjoyed it."
"No need to thank , you’ll just make it awkward."
Qing grinned, "Who cares about your thanks anyway."
"Let’s go, it’s ti for dinner."
"Alright~"
Just as they were chatting and about to leave, the owner suddenly called out to Qin Miao and Qing.
"Hey, hey... wait a mont."
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