He went straight to the backyard, sharing Xia Liang's private estate with millions of netizens.
"The world of the God of Wealth is indeed the ultimate in luxury."
"Sigh, after seeing this villa, my newly-acquired Country Garden house suddenly doesn't seem so great anymore."
"Damn, the guy above is showing off. Assessnt complete."
"Let make a comnt. The utilization of technology in this villa's interior decoration is too low. It doesn't have the grand, stately feel of my house."
"Holy crap, here cos another show-off. Do these people have no sha?"
As soon as this comnt appeared, the chat erupted into a ruckus, though many female viewers simply hit the follow button and sent private ssages. So even boldly professed their love right there in the livestream.
"Little brother, are you single? It doesn't matter if you're not, I'll be obedient."
"Big shot, show us what you've got! Let the gifts roll in!"
Seeing the misunderstanding, the original comnter quickly explained.
"Don't get wrong! I just an that if a villa this huge were built like my place, it could fit two more pigsties."
"Holy crap, he's one of us! He's not a show-off."
"That slick coback nearly threw out my old back. I almost couldn't sheathe my broadsword."
"Rest in peace. That line was too savage; this master can't hold back his blade."
"Get lost, you scumbags!" a female user shot back.
Watching the livestream chat bubble with activity and the viewer count steadily climb, her heart swelled with pride and relief. She had successfully latched onto Xia Liang's fa and the nonstop buzz he generated. This was it, things were really about to take off!
Soon, the high-pitched scream of an engine attracted the attention of the two won in the villa. Wen Qiong was still getting dressed and washing up, so she didn't co over right away. But Tang Jie, holding her livestreaming gear, followed the sound to the garage.
What greeted her eyes was a stunning, azure blue sports car.
As soone who wasn't a car enthusiast, she didn't know what this kind of street-shaking roar signified. However, when the viewers saw the car's body and heard its distinctive exhaust note appear on screen, the entire tone of the livestream chat shifted in an instant. The sounds of envy and flexing were completely drowned out by a single term that flooded the screen.
"Holy crap! That's the sound of a rotary engine!"
"It's actually an RX-7!"
"Now that's a rich man's toy. The rotary engine shows true class."
"Haha, I'm calling it now. The opponent is dood."
"His opponent must be stunned. That's a damn rotary engine."
"What a clever move by Xia Liang. He's spoken with such finality that his opponent is backed into a corner. Trying to play dirty like at Le Mang won't work this ti."
Seeing the Fantasy 7 on screen, the chat was abuzz. The guys in the chat all turned into self-proclaid experts, explaining the car's past and present to the uninford viewers. Once everyone understood, the sentint was unanimous in favor of Xia Liang, with a flurry of comnts taunting his challenger, Wang Yong.
After getting permission with a hand gesture, Tang Jie circled the Fantasy 7 twice, filming it from all angles before hopping into the passenger seat. She manually adjusted the seat, which was firm but perfectly ergonomic. The roll cage behind the seats was another highlight for the livestream.
Soon, the car was ward up. The engine's high-pitched 'concert' finally ended, and though it still rumbled deeply, normal conversation was now possible.
"Little brother, your car is so cool! The netizens are saying it looks really powerful."
"Of course. This is the only street-legal Fantasy 7 in the entire world."
Xia Liang had learned everything about the car, including how to operate it correctly, from the information provided by his System. The ER Palace Phantom Qi 7 had only ever appeared at car shows; it had no public sales record. Therefore, this car was an absolute one-of-a-kind, all thanks to the System's incredible power. As for owning it, without a professional team for logistical support—maintenance, repairs, and tuning for different track conditions—handling such a car in the country would be impossible.
But Xia Liang had the System. Whether it was routine maintenance or a crash on the racetrack, the System covered all repairs. Even the mileage stayed at the initial low number. A car bought from the System was practically an indestructible artifact.
"Then... can I sit in the car during the race? That way I can give my viewers a zero-distance, live broadcast of the action," Tang Jie asked, going all out to improve her stream's content.
"Aren't you afraid? A mountain rally course is very dangerous."
"To make sure my darlings see the most exciting racing footage possible, I'm not afraid of a little danger!"
Tang Jie spoke with righteous conviction. Her dramatic, almost self-sacrificial words deeply moved the viewers in the livestream. Gifts poured in as if they were free, flooding the screen without end.
"Sob sob, Tang Tang, you moved so much today! I'm donating half of my allowance for the week."
"The Anchor is amazing! I quit smoking for a week, and I'm giving you all my cigarette money. By the way, can anyone tell how to delete my donation history? My tiger wife must never see this."
"Tang Tang, I adore you! I'm your diehard fan from now on!"
"Aweso, just aweso! I was just a passerby, but now I'm a fan! I have to tell my car buddies to co watch a real racing livestream!"
"Alright then," Xia Liang said. "But you have to follow my instructions exactly, and you'll need to put on protective gear."
"Really? Yay! That's wonderful!" Tang Jie exclaid with delight.
Glancing around to make sure no one was watching, she aid the cara away from them. She then lunged at Xia Liang and planted two loud, fierce kisses on him.
Thankfully, the engine's rumble masked the sound.
Otherwise, the livestream chat would have absolutely exploded.
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