"This guy is so shameless, letting others clear the way for him!"
"Amazing, I feel like this van can win the championship!"
"Doubtful, the driver of the Mercedes is last year's runner-up in the finals!"
As the spectators witnessed the situation on the track, they couldn't help but speculate boldly again.
Because Wang Shu was now tightly tailgating the Mercedes.
If the Mercedes were to decelerate now, Wang Shu would essentially rear-end it.
However, in such a professional competition, drivers wouldn't make such low-level mistakes.
Therefore, Wang Shu was not panicked at all. The Mercedes quickly overtook the first position, firmly suppressing all other cars behind it.
Wang Shu, by staying close to the Mercedes, naturally secured second place.
"This guy is so shameless, just clinging his way to second place!"
"Damn! I'm speechless!"
"Only a few hundred meters left to the finish line, looks like it's over!"
The drivers behind Wang Shu were all helpless.
With only a few hundred meters to the finish line, victory or defeat was already decided. They had no way to overtake the cars in front.
The driver of the Mercedes also breathed a sigh of relief. Last year's World Championship finals, he had finished twentieth globally.
This year, his goal was to enter the top fifteen, so he had been training rigorously for the first half of the year.
All for the sake of winning the monthly competition and qualifying for the finals.
He had originally expected it to be easy, but he hadn't anticipated that this month's monthly competition would feature several strong drivers.
It wasn't until the very end that he had the chance to overtake those drivers and regain the first position.
But just as he was about to relax.
He suddenly felt the light dim beside him.
A silver van sped past him.
"???"
The Mercedes driver was stunned.
What was going on? How did this guy catch up?
He hurriedly floored the accelerator, the engine's roar filling the air.
Wang Shu smiled slightly.
The Mercedes car overtook Wang Shu again, but after less than ten meters, the Mercedes suddenly stalled and stopped on the road.
"What's going on?"
"Damn, something's wrong, Clais's car is having issues!"
"No way, with this happening now, he might not even make it to the World Championship finals!"
When the Mercedes stalled, the audience burst into murmurs.
On the race track, car problems were the most fatal.
Especially during the final sprint.
And Clais, a renowned driver ranked twentieth in the global driver rankings, had unexpectedly stalled less than a hundred meters from the finish line today.
None of them had anticipated this.
Clais in the Mercedes was also panicked.
He had never encountered such a situation before.
And because his car automatically braked upon stalling, he had no opportunity to even coast forward.
Meanwhile, Wang Shu also encountered the same problem due to his radiator overheating.
However, Wang Shu was prepared. He shifted into neutral and smoothly coasted to the finish line, crossing it amidst the crowd's gaze.
"Damn, this guy got first place!"
"Unbelievable, the Wuling divine car took first!"
"No words, absolutely amazing, the Wuling divine car lived up to expectations!"
When many Chinese spectators saw Wang Shu's Wuling Hongguang cross the finish line, they cheered excitedly.
"Friend, can I ask you what this car is called?"
A blonde foreigner beside a Chinese spectator patted his shoulder and asked.
"This car is called the Wuling Hongguang, it's the most amazing car in our country!"
The Chinese spectator replied excitedly.
"Oh? Really? Then I'll have to ask my friends in your country to buy one for me!"
The foreigner said in surprise after hearing this.
After Wang Shu braked, a swarm of reporters surrounded him.
Seeing the impenetrable crowd outside his window, Wang Shu simply sat in the car.
It wasn't until over ten minutes later, when the reporters saw Wang Shu had no intention of getting out, that they dejectedly left to interview other drivers.
It wasn't until the award ceremony that Wang Shu got out of the car and received the champion's trophy.
And the Mercedes driver named Clais, who had missed out on the World Championship, was seen forlornly smoking a cigarette nearby.
...
"Amazing, I never thought you'd actually win the championship!"
After receiving his award, Chen He sat in Wang Shu's Wuling, looking at the trophy with shock.
Although he was a veteran of the World Championships.
He had never won a monthly competition trophy.
While there was no entry barrier for monthly competitions, it was incredibly difficult to get into the top positions.
Because the monthly competition was the only chance to qualify for the World Championship finals, many excellent drivers participated.
Yet, he never expected Wang Shu, in his first World Championship, to directly win the monthly championship.
And he did it driving a Wuling Hongguang.
If this news spread in the domestic racing scene, Wang Shu would undoubtedly be hailed as a legend.
He was even starting to realize how terrifying this person's strength truly was.
With just a second-hand Wuling Hongguang, he had won the monthly championship.
If he were given a real performance car, wouldn't his strength be even greater?
"I told you, I came here only for first place!"
Wang Shu stated directly.
"I've already spoken to the boss. Since you won the championship today, many clubs will likely invite you. I won't force you, it's your decision!"
Chen He said.
With Wang Shu winning the monthly competition today, countless clubs would try to recruit him.
Because the champion of the monthly competition had a high chance of winning the overall championship.
While winning the monthly competition didn't represent complete dominance, being able to secure first place indicated potential.
And Wang Shu, who won through skill, was even more sought after by major clubs.
After Chen He left, Wang Shu drove back to the motel.
Before Wang Shu even reached the entrance of the Big Beard Motel, he saw Big Beard waiting for him from afar.
As Wang Shu stopped the car, Big Beard opened the door.
"You're incredible! I never imagined you could not only overcome the challenges of the four-man group but also win the monthly competition championship!"
Big Beard gave Wang Shu a thumbs up.
"It's alright. Just a monthly competition champion. I'm aiming for the global championship!"
Wang Shu replied with a smile.
"Great, I believe you can do it!"
Big Beard said. He had watched Wang Shu's entire race broadcast at home today.
Wang Shu's series of maneuvers had indeed redefined his understanding of racing.
He saw in Wang Shu the shadow of a mature genius racer.
Racing was never just about stepping on the accelerator; it was a sport that utilized both mind and body.
This was why Wang Shu could win against expensive luxury cars with a very cheap vehicle.
In terms of hardware alone, there would be no need for the sport of racing. The world's top racing competitions ultimately came down to the driver's skill and driving technique.
"Go get ready. I'll treat your leg later. Did you prepare the silver needles I asked for?"
Wang Shu said to Big Beard after closing the car door.
He had promised to heal Big Beard's leg.
"I don't have the silver needles yet, but I've asked someone to buy them from China. They should arrive in about half a month!"
Big Beard said somewhat awkwardly.
Since no one here practiced Traditional Chinese Medicine, there were no places to buy silver needles.
"Half a month is too long. I'll have to find something else to substitute!"
Wang Shu said directly.
He could only stay here for another two or three days at most and couldn't wait for half a month.
Therefore, he planned to find something else to replace the silver needles.
However, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable substitute. Wang Shu had no choice but to call Chen He.
Chen He said he didn't have any, but a few hours later.
Chen He mentioned that there was a Chinatown with a Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic, where he might be able to find silver needles.
Wang Shu immediately asked for the address of Chinatown and headed to the clinic with Big Beard.
Upon finding Chinatown, Wang Shu quickly located a Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic.
He then entered the clinic with Big Beard.
"Hello! Are you here for a consultation or to buy medicine?"
As soon as Wang Shu entered the clinic, a man in his fifties with a small mustache and glasses approached and asked.
"Boss, do you have silver needles for acupuncture?"
Wang Shu asked directly.
"Are you Chinese?"
The boss's eyes lit up when he heard Wang Shu speaking Chinese, and he asked.
"That's right!"
Wang Shu nodded in response.
"Yes, we do. What do you intend to use them for?"
The boss then nodded and asked.
"I want to treat my friend's leg condition!"
Wang Shu pointed to Big Beard beside him.
"A leg condition, may I see it?"
The old TCM doctor frowned slightly and continued.
Big Beard then rolled up his pant leg and showed his injured leg.
"This leg... it will be very difficult to cure. Do you have confidence, young man?"
Chen Ling asked the young man before him with a look of doubt.
Having practiced medicine for decades and seen all sorts of difficult diseases, he knew from just seeing Big Beard's leg condition that it would be extremely hard to cure with currently available methods.
Yet, this young man was full of confidence, as if he had a sure plan.
"If I didn't have confidence, I wouldn't have come to borrow needles from you!"
Wang Shu replied with a confident smile.