Gao Chuwu and Zheng Daniu were happily driving the magical car at full speed.

A man is a boy until he dies, but as he ages, his toys just get more advanced; however, his love for toys never changes.

For Gao Chuwu and Zheng Daniu, the magical car was the best and most fun big toy.

In the village, they hadn’t been able to drive freely, scared of hitting things at high speed, but on the official road, running over thirty miles to Bai Family Fortress, why not charge ahead wildly?

They pulled the sunshade to the limit, maxed out the speed, raising the car’s speed to eighty kilometers per hour; if not for the piled food blocking some solar panels on the vehicle, they would have driven the magical car at one hundred kilometers per hour.

Up ahead, there was a small slope.

Experienced drivers know to slow down near a slope’s top because it blocks the view and you can’t see the road ahead, making accidents easy; but these two fools hadn’t learned “traffic safety” and had no common sense about this, so they just charged onward at full speed.

As a result, the magical car climbed the slope at 80 kilometers per hour, and the two only then saw people standing full in the middle of the official road on the other side; by then, trying to brake was already too late.

Little Overlord’s bandit army were climbing the slope.

Sun out, I climbed the slope, and reaching the top, I wanted to sing…

Little Overlord had just been about to open his throat to sing a couple of lines when he heard Inspector Cheng Xu roar from the woods nearby: “Attack!”

Instantly, hundreds of officials soldiers appeared on both sides of the official road!

The officials’ gear was far better than the rebels’; both sides had dozens of bows pulled at once, aimed at the center ready to shoot, and Cheng Xu waved a longsword, shouting loudly for the archers: “Rebel Little Overlord, next year today will be your death anniversary…”

His boastful words had only just ended when a “rumble” noise came from the slope’s other side, and a large car flipped over the crest and shot out.

Gao Chuwu and Zheng Daniu on the car shouted together: “Get out of the way!!! Too late to stop…”

No one could react fast enough.

Eighty kilometers per hour, huh? How many people could react?

Both the bandit army and the officials soldiers were stunned.

Then, the huge car rammed straight through the bandit troop formation in the middle of the official road, sending men flying; bandit chief Little Overlord had no time to utter a fierce word before being hit full on by the car, and he fell without a sound.

Several of his close followers beside him were also knocked flying in an arc.

The officials soldiers on both sides of the road all took a breath of relief, thinking: Good thing I didn’t rush onto the middle path, or I’d be flying with the bandits now.

Zheng Daniu: “Oh no, we caused trouble—we hit and killed someone!”

Gao Chuwu: “Bad, what to do? Should we stop?”

Zheng Daniu: “Can’t stop—the victim’s family would kill us, run!”

Gao Chuwu: “Huh? But that feels so wrong.”

Zheng Daniu: “It’s better than being killed right now, hurry run! Later, we’ll prepare compensation money and go to apologize.”

The two didn’t dare stop at all; they sped ahead powerfully, scattering the bandit army, and went toward Bai Family Fortress’s direction.

How many years in prison for a traffic incident causing death plus fleeing the scene?

This question, no one thought about it!

Because both the bandit army and the officials soldiers couldn’t use their brains in the short time.

All the bandit troops were stunned; the repeated shocks kept their minds frozen, and the officials soldiers on both road sides were also stunned and forgot to fire their already drawn bows.

This eerie stillness lasted several seconds before Cheng Xu bellowed, “What are you all standing around for? The bandit chief is dead. Swiftly clear out the remaining bandits!”

The officials snapped back to their senses. Only then did the arrows in their hands fly out, scattering the rebel troops in disarray. Immediately after, the officials surged forward. The Little Overlord’s rebel cavalry proved no match for the officials, offering no real resistance. In no time at all, the situation was pacified.

Only after the bandits were either killed or had scattered, and the scene quieted down, did Cheng Xu turn to look in the direction where the strange giant vehicle had vanished. He wondered: That was no earthly creation! Could it be a divine object descended from heaven to aid my mission to wipe out the bandits?

…

The Bai Family Fortress presented a thriving sight.

Under Bai Yuan’s direction, it had undergone reorganization. The fortress wall had been repaired and even slightly reinforced. Though it was nowhere near as tall as the walls of Gaojia Fortress, Bai Yuan did his best to emulate them, erecting watchtowers at each of the four corners. He also had defensive positions carved into the wall top.

The Bai family was wealthy; sourcing supplies was never an issue. The only thing lacking now was grain.

Grain was something exceedingly difficult to buy with money these days.

Bai Yuan was deep in thought about whether to ask Gaojia Village for help when he heard a servant shout, “Lord Bai! Lord Bai! A strange big cart has come into the village entrance! The driver is from Gaojia Village!”

Rushing with pride, Bai Yuan hurried out to greet them.

“Oh! You’re from Gaojia Village… Gao Yi? Gao Er? Gao San?”

Gao Chuwu’s face looked utterly miserable. “Lord Bai, I am Gao Chuwu.”

Bai Yuan: “Ah! Right, right! You’re Gao Chuwu. I remember you perfectly.”

Where had he heard this exchange before?

Bai Yuan felt a vague sense of deja vu about this scene. “You’re a grown man! Why pull such a doleful face?”

Gao Chuwu looked ready to cry. “I… we… we hit someone on the road coming here.”

Bai Yuan’s gaze swept over the strange vehicle. On the front bumper were marks of a collision, stains of blood, and torn scraps of coarse cloth. It seemed they had hit more than one person.

He picked up a piece of the torn coarse cloth, frowned for a moment, then his expression eased. “Don’t worry. In these chaotic times, what decent person would be wandering recklessly outside? You definitely hit bandit scoundrels. Look at this cloth. A large group dressed in coarse fabric like this, walking on the main road? It could only be bandits.”

Hearing this, both Gao Chuwu and Zheng Daniu felt much better. Both were simple-minded, easily trusting, especially words from a learned man like Lord Bai who was proficient in the Six Arts of Gentlemen. Such words were enough for them to accept as absolute truth.

Gao Chuwu broke into a grin. “Ah! That’s good then, that’s good! Hitting bandit scoundrels, no need to fret.”

Zheng Daniu added, “Lord Bai, we’ve come on the Deity’s orders to deliver some grain to you.”

Overjoyed by this news, Bai Yuan exclaimed, “The Deity shows great benevolence!”

The two simpletons unloaded a large pile of rice, flour, salt, and sugar from the cart. This timely aid lifted Bai Yuan’s immediate worries. Instinctively, he straightened his posture and bowed deeply towards the direction of Gaojia Village several times. “The Deity still remembers this insignificant mortal. Such great kindness and profound virtue shall never be forgotten!”

Only after expressing his gratitude did his attention shift back to the enormous, strange vehicle. “What is this thing?”

Hearing this, the two simpletons sprang into action, eager to explain.

Gao Chuwu gestured animatedly, brimming with excitement. “This is the ‘magical car’ bestowed upon us by the Deity! It moves when the sun is out; it stops when the sun sets.”

Bai Yuan, startled by this, asked, “It runs at sunrise? Then… could it possibly be… the chariot of the Miao Ri Star Official?”