Rebirth of America: The American Drama System

Driving range.

Buzz!

Three sports cars drove in one after another.

"Owen, you are so disgusting~"

Kitagawa Keiko got out of the car, wrinkled her nose and said, "You made such a disgusting request, how did you come up with it?"

As he spoke, he couldn't hold himself any longer and burst out laughing.

"What's disgusting to us, but to him, it's just routine."

Recalling the scene when Kato Ryuji agreed with a livid face and murderous eyes, Owen smiled happily.

"Eh~"

Kitagawa Keiko shuddered all over and shouted in disbelief: "Is it true?"

In the island country, there are many strange people. Keiko Kitagawa can bear it well, but it definitely does not include Owen's requirements...

"What does it matter if it's true or false?"

The corners of Owen's lips curled up: "When I win, the fake things will become real!"

"Are you really sure?"

Kitagawa Keiko looked at Owen strangely.

As a member of the underground world and a girl from an island nation, it is naturally impossible for her to emerge from the mire without becoming stained. Although her appearance is oriental and pure, her heart is completely Western-style unrestrained. I have long been impressed by Owen's majestic appearance. I'm so impressed, there are countless hormones in my body that need to be balanced...

"certainly!"

Owen smiled confidently: "I will win this battle!"

"Well, I believe you!"

Kitagawa Keiko murmured with hazy eyes.

The driver, Owen, was very familiar with this kind of look. His heart moved, he coughed slightly, and said to the blank Naoya Fukada: "Naoya, why don't you go back and see Kyoko-chan? According to Kato Ryuji, he's gone again I’ve looked for Kyoko-chan.”

"Yep!"

Naoya Fukada was shocked, nodded repeatedly, said something to Owen, and drove away in the car.

"Keiko, come with me to see the racing car I'm assembling?"

Owen smiled meaningfully.

"Okay, I was just trying to see how powerful Owen's engine is..."

Kitagawa Keiko smiled, her sweet smile mixed with charm and enchantment made people respect her.

"hehe."

Owen made a pun: "RB3.0L inline 6-cylinder engine, 1,000 horsepower, extreme modification, can reach a terrifying 1,638 horsepower, guaranteed to satisfy you!"

"Hmph! You men only like to pursue the maximum horsepower when racing!"

Kitagawa Keiko hummed.

“It’s not just us men who pursue the maximum horsepower of a racing car, right?”

Owen smiled meaningfully: "Don't women like high-horsepower racing cars? I'm afraid they like them more than men. They don't even consider the issue of excessive fuel consumption. They want to kick the accelerator to the end without using up all the diesel." Come on, female drivers are called devils for no reason..."

"whee."

Kitagawa Keiko was so amused by Owen's metaphor that she trembled all over. She patted Owen lightly and got into Owen's car. She didn't even fasten her seat belt and urged, "It's too late, hurry up!"

"Sit tight!"

Irving stepped on the clutch, started in second gear, hit the accelerator, and drove Kitagawa Keiko on a wild ride...

police station.

"Owen."

"Li Jun!"

"Li Sang!"

After Irving came in, all the police officers along the way greeted him with warm smiles, as if they were welcoming a fighting hero. They were more majestic than the chief, and they didn't even look like they were suspended. This is the power and dominance of Qian's ability!

"Xiao Lin, show me the catalog of racing cars seized by the bureau."

Owen responded to them one by one with a smile, found Officer Xiaolin, and made a request.

"OK."

Without saying a word, Xiaolin called up the catalog of impounded racing cars in the police station's internal system, and pictures of handsome racing cars appeared on the computer screen.

After browsing through it, Irving compared his needs and pointed at two of the racing cars: "I need this one and this one! I want to buy it through an internal auction. Is that okay?"

"No problem at all."

Officer Xiaolin smiled.

These are unspoken rules. The police station seizes a large number of illegal vehicles every year. Except for people with strong backgrounds who can get their cars back, the rest become the harvest of the police station and are given to the police officers as bonuses after auction.

Of course, it is not uncommon for some police officers who like cars to directly pay for them like Irving.

"Owen, finally come here and show us how to play?"

At this time, many people had come over, and a cheeky police officer asked with a smile.

"Yeah, Owen."

As soon as he said this, everyone agreed in unison.

"Okay!"

Owen naturally would not refuse, but he still reminded: "You can only play for a while, otherwise it will affect your work, which will be bad."

"Yes Yes!"

Everyone agreed one after another, and then excitedly transferred the money to Irving, watching Irving's magical operation.

Irving's financial mathematical model is a super mathematical model that can be exchanged with the system for academic skills, a lifespan of 50 years, and an inspiration bonus. The effect can even be compared to the control of Jarvis, the intelligent butler of Iron Man in the Marvel Universe. Stocks are naturally unfavorable.

This is no exaggeration!

Owen himself has a super intelligence of up to lv5+, and his mental arithmetic ability is no weaker than that of a computer. When the inspiration is added, the billions of neurons in the brain, which are far more complex than a supercomputer, are nourished by the flames of the life-span existence point and cheer together. jump.

During that period of time, the financial mathematical model deduced by Owen's super brain was definitely not weaker than the big data deduction simulation of super artificial intelligence Jarvis.

After some miraculous maneuvers, while everyone was still wondering, Irving drove away in the sports car.

Inside a garage.

"Wow! Owen, you are such a genius!"

Keiko Kitagawa hunched over and lay on the hood, looking inside at the novel layout optimized by Irving. Even without testing, based on her years of experience in modifying racing cars, she could feel that this optimized design was very reasonable and excellent. .

"Can you let me drive it?"

"Of course... no!"

Owen laughed.

"Why?"

Kitagawa Keiko shouted dissatisfied.

"It turns out you can't handle a high-powered race car, right?"

Owen teased.

Kitagawa Keiko blushed and said angrily: "That was before. After you optimized the design of this new car, there was an additional exhaust hole in the back. I believe I can drive it..."

"you sure?"

Owen became interested when he heard it, his eyes sparkled, and he was eager to try.

Generally, racing cars only have two exhaust holes. Owen's optimized and designed racing car is very user-friendly and adds an extra one at the back. In fact, it is useless, but it can be used to show off when accelerating and spitting out fire...

After Kitagawa Keiko nodded with a blush, Owen pressed the key, quickly got into the passenger seat, and shouted to Kitagawa Keiko who was a little stunned: "What are you waiting for, get in the car quickly!"

Buzz!

That night, many people saw a phantom of lightning in a trance...