The gods descend into reality

Moreover, when he joined the orphanage, his parents left him a considerable sum of money for his upbringing.

I heard that my dad made some investments back then, and my mom complained about it for a long time.

I was young at the time, but I vaguely remember it.

In 1994, my dad invested all his savings in some company owned by "Little Ma" (a famous Chinese businessman), and in the end, he only wanted 10% of the shares. I heard that the newlyweds almost got divorced.

Then, it's said that he also got into real estate, but while others buy new apartments and then sell them, his own father buys old houses, saying that courtyard houses will definitely appreciate in value in the future.

Then--

And then that was it. The ancient tomb collapsed, and a certain orphanage took him in.

I can barely remember what my father looks like anymore. All I remember is what he used to say every day: "Malaysia, Alibaba hasn't invested yet."

Xiao Se wasn't really concerned; he figured his father's investments were probably doomed to fail.

Being a rich kid is unrealistic now; you can only rely on earning a little money every day to get by.

Xiao Se turned on his computer.

As a student, he naturally didn't have time to take on a job, but his decent computer skills combined with his keen insight allowed Xiao Se to easily find vulnerabilities in the company's security programs.

Life is going alright, I guess.

Just as he was about to get into work mode, Xiao Se paused, as if he had suddenly remembered something.

With each arrival of a fantasy character, one gains one of their abilities.

When Nero arrived, he was granted imperial privileges.

When Godzilla descended, he gained mastery of monster languages.

......

Even when Takumi Fujiwara arrived, he had already mastered driving skills.

Thinking about this, Xiao Se wondered if he should find an opportunity to get his driver's license.

Closer to home.

Each fantasy character can acquire a unique ability, but there are exceptions, such as Hot Rod.

Hot Rod's race was too different from his own, and his abilities were completely incompatible, but it evolved into another one-time ability.

Xiao Se stared at the computer screen, his eyes flickering as if he were struggling with something.

A metallic glint flashed, and the laptop in front of me began to vibrate wildly.

In a short while, it transformed into a robot about half the height of a person.

The robot then transformed back into a computer.

The already advanced computer now seemed even more futuristic, as if it came from the future.

"Complete the task I set," the messenger commanded, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the computer screen.

"Pat-pat-pat..."

The sound of keyboard typing filled the air, and the data on the computer screen began to flash wildly.

"Yes, yes, that's right. You're a fully-fledged computer now, and you need to learn to work on your own."

the other side.

"Hello, my name is Hot Rod."

Hot Rod took the initiative to come forward and greet him.

I'm very satisfied with this hot streak.

Although the combat power of his Autobots didn't seem to be very high here, Hot Rod couldn't help but shudder at the thought.

Those two strange monsters, I couldn't even break their defenses with a full-force punch, what's the point of fighting them now!

This world is big enough!

Cybertron is destroyed.

What are the Autobots and Decepticons after?

It's all about finding a habitable planet.

The same goal, but the methods of achieving it have diverged.

The Autobots consider Earth their second home and want to coexist peacefully with humanity.

The Decepticons, on the other hand, want to conquer humanity and transform Earth into a second Cybertron.

This led to a disagreement.

But what if the Decepticons and Autobots all came to this world?

The world is big enough that finding an empty plot of land to rebuild Cybertron shouldn't be too difficult.

Most importantly, even if the Decepticons wanted to go out and cause trouble, they probably couldn't beat the humans. It was precisely because of these considerations that Hot Rod voluntarily stayed behind.

He glanced at Xiao Se, who seemed very busy, then at the two monsters who were watching a horror movie with the spare key in hand. His gaze then swept over Nero, and he couldn't help but shiver. His eyes even instinctively went off like alarm bells.

Sure enough, only the young man in front of them could speak now.

"Hello, my name is Takumi Fujiwara," Takumi Fujiwara said politely.

I still don't understand why the 86 can't catch up with the Mercedes.

"I heard you want to race cars. What's an 86? And what's a Mercedes-Benz?"

Hot Rod asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's a car. The 86 is the car I used to drive to deliver tofu. Because it's an older model, it lost to someone else in the race," Takumi Fujiwara said with some disappointment.

"A car? Is this it?"

The sound of steel scraping against steel rang out, and the next moment, Takumi Fujii, who had been in a daze, stared in shock at the robot in front of him, which transformed into a sports car in just a few moments.

With its strong lines and exaggerated shape, the front face is so striking that Takumi Fujiwara can't take his eyes off it at first glance.

It's worth mentioning that the new car's body is not painted with any color, but instead exposes the carbon fiber pattern, which looks extremely sporty. The new wind blade-style wheels and yellow side skirts also make the new car look even sharper.

Especially the Lamborghini's gleaming golden bull emblem made Takumi Fujiwara subconsciously swallow hard. This guy's going crazy!

Even though he only had a superficial understanding of car modifications, Takumi Fujiwara was completely bewildered as he stared at the sports car in front of him, which was surrounded by money and wildness.

"I wonder how the Mercedes you mentioned compares to mine?"

A buzzing sound came from inside the car.

That's a pile of dog poop!

In my time, there was absolutely no car that could compare to this one.

Oh, perhaps the red flag of a certain country can still compare.

After all, the people sitting are different.

If I could drive this car to Mount Akina, I'd crush all that racing, all that aerodynamics nonsense, all that engine stuff!

The thought that I wanted to drive this car to the race filled Takumi Fujiwara's mind like never before.

It was at this moment that Takumi Fujiwara finally understood what he longed for most in his heart.

It's not about becoming the Akina Mountain racing god in your own world.

Instead, they went to participate in a car race!

Chapter 56 Takumi Fujiwara's Ambition

Saitama Prefecture.

Although the name sounds quite imposing, there is no bald, caped demon king in the story.

In fact, Saitama Prefecture is just an ordinary inland prefecture located in the central part of the Kanto region of Japan, and there is nothing particularly special about it.

Makoto Taketsuki then lived here.

He originally longed for life in a big city, even after becoming a professional writer.

It seems that small cities are still the best fit for me.

The cost is low, you can buy more things with the same amount of money, and the location is relatively hidden.

Even if an editor came to find you with a knife to urge you to submit your manuscript, you wouldn't be able to find your home!

Of course, as a professional light novel author, one must still have integrity.

So I sit in front of the computer for seven or eight hours every day.

Open the chat software.

Open the community software.

Open the game.

Open......

What, why don't you open the word processing software?

I'm already sitting so diligently in front of the computer, why do I still have to work myself to death opening the word processing software?!

Besides, isn't a word processing software the same as a text writing tool?

Most importantly, there's still a long way to go before the deadline, so I can play around with it some more.

Yes, precisely because of this attitude.

Ever since Godkiller, Makoto Taketsuki has felt that his writing career has been on a downward spiral.

When the anime rights to Godslayer were sold, it brought them a lot of glory, but it's a pity.

The anime didn't become a big hit, and subsequent plans for a sequel were canceled halfway through.

"Hey~"

Picking up his soda and taking a big gulp, Makoto felt he had to play games all night to soothe his wounded soul.

"Click~"

The door was pushed open.