I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

Stab it!

The tires rubbed against the ground, making a sharp sound.

Just when the two cars were about to collide.

With the right front wheel as the axis, the taxi turned [-] degrees to the right, and then turned the right rear wheel [-] degrees to the right again.

It is equivalent to a 180-degree drift turn abruptly, moving from the opposite lane to one's own lane again, with the front of the car facing the direction it came from.

Whoosh!The large truck passed by at a very short distance.

From a distance, I saw the driver of a large truck looking behind him. Looking at his expression, he was obviously taken aback.

Fortunately, I didn't have to go back and find a taxi.

"Huh...ha..." Corey panted heavily, only feeling a heart beating violently, as if it was going to jump out of his throat.

He turned his head and glanced at Song Ping next to him, and found that Song Ping was fine, so he felt relieved.

After a while, Corey gradually recovered.

"How did I do it just now? Could it be that my potential broke out at the moment of death?"

Corey was puzzled.

That's the kind of driving skills, I'm afraid even the official driver may not be able to make it out.

However, doubts had just been born, and the answer appeared in his heart as if instinctively.

To do this, to do that, to do this... the result just now can be accomplished.

Even Kerui felt inexplicably confident that if he did it again now, he would be more relaxed and closer to perfection than before.

After all, the driving knowledge in his mind is increasing every moment.

Song Pingdao: "Kerui, since you have learned the skills, are you willing to join me?"

As long as Kerui hears half a word of no, Song Ping can take back the light of knowledge in Kerui's mind at any time.

What he can give to Corey, he can naturally take back at any time.

But he believed that Corey would not refuse.

He does not look at qualifications when picking people, but only at whether their temperament and character are in line with his own wishes.

Sure enough, Corey said: "I am willing, I don't know... I don't know what kind of sect we are?"

Long before Kerui opened his mouth, Song Ping had seen Kerui's psychological changes through "He Xintong".

Song Ping shook his head and said: "There is no school or school, you can call me teacher. As for the purpose of our school, it is to occupy the Mosa list. Tomorrow you will go to the official driver's assessment, and then go to the competition .”

"Okay, old... teacher." Corey nodded.

He has forgotten how many years he has not called "teacher", and he is somewhat uncomfortable, but there is no resistance in his heart.

Even if he is not well-informed, after living for so many years, Kerui naturally understands that an existence like Song Ping is definitely not an ordinary person.

To meet such a god-man is a great fortune for me.

I heard Song Ping continue to order: "I don't care which competitions you participate in, you can arrange it yourself. In short, after two months, you must participate in the Mosa Driver Competition, and then I want to see you top the driver list .”

what?
Let me go to the Mosa Driver Competition?

Corey couldn't help but look shocked, feeling incredible.

The Mosa Driver Competition, which is the highest-level competition for drivers in the entire Mosa world, is held every two years, and there is only a little more than two months left before the next Mosa Driver Competition.

As for the threshold to participate in the Mosa Driver Contest, contestants must reach the top [-] on the list.

And the previous world champion must participate.

To reach the top of the driver's list, it is necessary to beat all competitors, including the previous world champion.

But now, Kerui is not even an official driver, Song Ping's request is completely beyond his imagination.

It's like letting a child who has just entered kindergarten take the college entrance examination and win the first place in the college entrance examination.

Song Ping said: "Don't feel difficult, just work hard, I believe you can do it."

"Yes, teacher." Corey could only nod.

Although still unbelievable.

But when Corey felt the knowledge constantly increasing in his mind, he seemed to gradually gain more confidence.

……

The next night.

Song Ping went back and forth in Chiyun City and took in two more students.

They are the doctor, Argus, 35 years old.

Singer, Sarah, 27 years old.

The seeds have been planted, and the next thing is to wait for the seeds to grow and germinate, and then to bloom and bear fruit.

Although these seeds seem to be few in number.

But in the Mosa list, only those who reach the top can touch the Heavenly Dao, and the rest can only get the Heavenly Dao reward.

This is a bit similar to the main god and subordinate god in the Evolution Continent. No matter how much power the subordinate god has mastered the rules of heaven, only the main god really masters the rules of heaven, and the subordinate god only has the right to use it.

What's more difficult for Song Ping now is not that he can't deal with the monsters from other lands, but that he can't find a hiding place for the monsters from other lands.

According to Song Ping's speculation, only two students are needed to reach the top of Mosa's list, then he should be able to detect the real body of the foreign demon with the authority of the rules of heaven.

Now accepting four students will greatly increase the possibility of finding the foreign demon.

If four students are not enough by that time, it would be a big deal to train a few more students. Anyway, the foreign demon has been imprisoned in this world by him, so I don't believe he can escape.

Song Ping has plenty of time to spend time with the demons from other lands.

……

The night passed in a blink of an eye.

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines through the window.

The divine power that Song Ping exerted on Anyang came into play.

Anyang woke up suddenly from his lethargy, only to find himself lying on the ground.

Immediately, the memories of last night flooded into his mind, making him quickly remember what happened last night.

"Where's the teacher? Gone?" Anyang got up and saw that there was no one in the living room.

It's just that the TV is still playing.

The time was displayed on the upper right corner of the TV screen, which was exactly 06:30 in the morning.

"There's still time, let's get some breakfast first, the Chefs Association doesn't open until eight o'clock." Thinking of going to participate in the chef competition today, Anyang couldn't help feeling a little stressed.

But there is more excitement and excitement in my heart.

Becoming an official chef is the goal he has been pursuing for a long time.

Anyang's body was sticky, his clothes were drenched with sweat yesterday, and the weather was already a bit stuffy, so after this night, his clothes started to smell sour.

"The teacher is too irresponsible... Ah bah, I have to respect the teacher."

Anyang patted his mouth lightly.

For a person like the teacher, An Yang thinks that even if it is just a few words of subconscious slander, it is extremely inappropriate.

Anyang took a quick shower and changed into fresh clothes.

Then came to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Originally, Anyang was planning to make himself a random noodle, but there was still leftovers from yesterday's chili fried pork, which can be used as an ingredient.

But Naihe couldn't help his itchy hands, so he insisted on frying another dish, egg with hot pepper.