During the F1 Abu Dhabi season finale, surrounded by an ocean of red flags waving in the stands, Wu Shi was involved in a catastrophic collision. He was launched off the circuit, tragically losing his life.

When he woke up again, he found himself thrown back to the year 2007.

That year, ambitious Fernando Alonso officially joined McLaren, setting his sights straight on the WDC.

That year, Lewis Hamilton had just stepped onto the F1 stage, long before heading to Mercedes to forge his seven-title dynasty. 

That year, Max Verstappen had just transitioned into the karting Mini-Max category, about to unleash a bloodbath on the racing calendar and make his mark.

That year… it felt as if nothing had even started yet, but at the same time, as if everything was already set in stone.

Standing trackside once again, all Wu Shi could recall was that devastating 80G impact from his past life, overwhelmed by an extreme, paralyzing fear of speed.

He thought he would never have the courage to sit inside a monocoque chassis again.

That was, until a voice rang out from behind him—

“Hey! You must be Wu Shi? How about we go for a race?” “What? Too scared? Are all Chinese people this insecure?”

The 56-lap race was already more than halfway through. The positions of the front-runners were quite stable, so staying in the stands mainly meant watching the chaotic battles in the mid-pack.


So, compared to watching the race, heading to the pit building was definitely more appealing.


Wu Shi barely hesitated or agonized over the decision. He quickly made his way through the barriers and was led into the pit lane by two staff members.


"You're here!" Zhi Shiwei was wearing a windbreaker, a Big Eye News press pass hanging from her neck.


Wu Shi nodded, but his eyes were darting around. 'By this point, Hamilton should have returned on the back of a scooter.'


"I heard he just retired from the race. Not sure if he's back yet," Zhi Shiwei said, shaking her head.


Chapter 31 - Chapter 31: Group Photo