Chapter Nine: Fuck His Mother's Big-Mouthed Bat

Hise sat calmly in the car, his mind as tranquil as still water. Even though Jun Shaling’s driving was explosive, Hise made no moves, showing no reaction at all, not a hint of nausea or discomfort.

After Jun Shaling brought the car to a stop, Hise naturally jumped out without hesitation, while Jun Shaling smiled and patted Hise’s shoulder.

“Not bad at all, young man. Your body is quite impressive~ With such stamina, you can definitely handle it multiple times tonight,” Jun Shaling said with a bizarre smile. Hise paid her no attention, instead resting his chin on his hand and pondering.

Although Hise had obtained a driver’s license in his previous life, it had been a completely ordinary one, with no prank shows where a top racer was assigned to drive him as a joke. So, in theory, encountering something like this should have made him feel uncomfortable. Yet why did he feel excited instead?

“Can I use clues on myself?” Hise wondered curiously. He wanted to check if something was off about him.

Hise was stunned. After transmigrating, he had learned that his parents had died in a car accident. Combined with the information he had gained by using this clue on himself…

“I see…” Hise scratched his head. He never imagined that the original character’s parents had left him with such a skill. It could be considered a blessing, perhaps?

“Jun Shaling, can I try it?” Hise looked at the one beside him and asked expectantly. Jun Shaling showed a hint of hesitation, but she nodded with a smile and then sat beside Hise.

Once in the car, Hise touched the steering wheel and pressed the gas and brake pedals. A familiar sensation surged in his heart, and he started the car naturally, accelerating smoothly through the turns. Everything was fluid, even causing Jun Shaling—who had been preparing to tease Hise—to show a trace of surprise.

Unknowingly, Hise completed all the actions for the Subject Two exam with perfect skill, to the point that Jun Shaling couldn’t find any flaws.

“Not bad, Hise. I didn’t expect you to have such talent…” After getting out of the car, Jun Shaling stared at Hise in disbelief. Hise smiled foolishly and scratched his head.

On one hand, because Hise had obtained a driver’s license in his previous life, and on the other, because the original character had learned from his parents, who were daredevil car thieves. But it was still a good thing. The only thing Hise found curious was why his previous character’s parents, as daredevil car thieves, hadn’t left any wealth but instead accumulated a pile of debts?

However, Hise wasn’t particularly concerned about these things. After all, he was himself.

“So, Jun Shaling, can I apply for the next exam?” Hise asked expectantly. Jun Shaling nodded without hesitation, and Hise sat in the exam car with a solemn expression, completing the Subject Two exam content step by step.

“Very good. There are no flaws at all. I can give you full marks. Hise, do you want to apply for the next subject’s exam?” When it came to serious matters, Jun Shaling became much more serious. She asked Hise with a serious face.

Hise scratched his head. It was true that after seeing so much of Jun Shaling’s unserious side, now looking at the serious Jun Shaling, he did feel a bit out of place.

However, Hise still nodded. He also wanted to get his license as soon as possible, so he could drive his food truck to travel. After the beautiful scenery from yesterday, Hise was even more filled with anticipation for traveling.

“The content for Subject Three isn’t something I’m responsible for. Go to the office, submit your materials, and apply from there. However, Subject Three is quite special,” Jun Shaling said with a smile. She pinched Hise’s cheek, then hummed a little tune as she left.

Hise rubbed his own face. As long as it wasn’t Jun Shaling, the old coach, giving him lessons, Hise felt he could remain quite calm.

He arrived at the office, submitted the documents. The office staff looked at Hise with shock on their faces, but they quickly processed the information form for Hise and applied for the Subject Three textbook and coach.

“I hope this time’s coach is more serious.” Hise muttered to himself as he walked. Thinking about Jun Shaling, the old coach, Hise’s scalp tingled. He would rather switch to a more mediocre coach.

After seeing his coach, Hise breathed a sigh of relief. This coach was a somewhat sloppy middle-aged man.

He greeted friendly, then got in the car. Hise performed very standardly. After all, by this stage of practical training, the general steps were similar, only his driving had some differences.

Soon, Hise was on the road. As he drove, Hise arrived at a sidewalk. He slowed down, observing the surroundings, and when he was sure it was safe to pass, he discovered the coach had stepped on the brake.

“???” Hise looked at the coach in confusion. This wasn’t even a red light or pedestrian crossing, why stop?

Then Hise quickly realized the reason. A cardboard sign with a Crobat logo flew past in front of him at just the right height for his car. Hise stared blankly at this scene. Why was the Crobat flying at exactly car height? And even following the sidewalk?

“Ha… young man, pay attention next time. You should know that many flying-type Pokémon living in cities might fly over pedestrian crossings.” The coach calmly took a puff of his cigarette, with an expression of “I have many stories.”

Hise twitched the corner of his mouth. Damn, there was such an explanation?

However, Hise recorded this unique point and continued driving forward. Then, at a turn, Hise encountered another strange problem.

“Wait… there’s no car here. Why do I have to brake?” Hise looked at the coach in confusion. The coach looked up and pointed, and Hise saw a hanging cardboard sign fly past quickly in front of him, with the Crobat logo.

Hise was dumbfounded looking at the sign. He now deeply suspected that the question setter for Subject Three had been thoroughly bitten by the Crobat, which is why they were using so many Crobat cardboard signs with such malicious intent?

“That was a Crobat that doesn’t obey traffic rules.” The coach calmly smoked, the smoke rings dissipating outside the car window.

Hise twitched the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and continued driving forward. He wanted to see what else strange things he would encounter.