Chapter 103: Chen Yun Confronts the System

“Do you really believe a fool’s words? The total annual output of the Tianlong Empire barely reaches a few hundred Sky Crystal Coins. Do you honestly think he can come up with that kind of money? I don’t buy it.”

“I’m not buying it either, but even if he manages to produce 100 Purple Gold Coins, we’d be making a fortune. Don’t you think?”

“Exactly! No matter what currency it is, it’s still money!”

Chen Yun sat in the hotel lobby, resting his chin in his hand, pondering how the coach could possibly obtain the dragon-riding coach qualification certificate he had fabricated. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn’t figure it out.

“Forget it, I’ll just wait for him here for half an hour.” Unable to make sense of it, Chen Yun decided not to think anymore. He sipped the coffee the waiter had just brought and gazed out the window at the scenery.

Watching the diverse passersby and the vehicles rushing back and forth, each hustling for their own livelihood, Chen Yun suddenly recalled his former self before the time slip. Wasn’t he just like that then?

Working every day, coming home, taking care of family, caring for children, honoring parents—days full yet ordinary, simple yet warm. Nothing like now, where life was nothing but a solitary single-player game. When troubled, there was no one to confide in, and the system was mute, only chirping occasionally to give a prompt, mostly silent.

“Sigh, why is it that other people’s systems are so lively and witty, but mine turned out to be some kind of idiot system?” Chen Yun sighed deeply.

“Hey, little brother, so you’re here after all!” Lost in thought, Chen Yun suddenly heard Coach Liu’s voice. He looked up and sure enough, Coach Liu and his wife had arrived.

“You’re this quick?” Chen Yun glanced at his watch. Only twenty minutes had passed. What efficiency!

“Didn’t want you to wait anxiously. I didn’t stop once—not even at red lights,” the coach’s wife said.

“...Aren’t you afraid the police will suspend your driver’s license?” Chen Yun was stunned.

“Suspended? So what? I just pay to get it reissued. It’s all just formalities. I know these tricks inside and out,” she said casually.

“Enough about that. Little brother, take a look at this certificate. What do you think?” Coach Liu pulled a certificate with gilded letters from his bag and handed it over.

Chen Yun took it and nearly popped his eyes out.

On the front, two large characters read “Dragon Rider,” below which was a slightly smaller gilded line: “Coach Qualification Certificate.” Beneath that, in even smaller red letters, it said: “Supervised by the Royal House of the Tianlong Empire.”

He flipped open the certificate. The first page displayed a two-inch color photo of Coach Liu, with his personal details underneath. Those weren’t important. What mattered was the photo bore the grand imperial seal of the Emperor of the Tianlong Empire!

“Oh my God!” Chen Yun looked up at Coach Liu in shock and asked incredulously, “Did you actually go to the Emperor to get this certificate in such a short time?”

“...” Coach Liu was speechless. What a fool! Couldn’t he tell this was a blatant fake? Go to the Emperor for a certificate? If only I had that kind of power!

Seeing Coach Liu’s embarrassed expression, Chen Yun looked at the certificate again and suddenly understood everything.

Holy crap—so this world also has fake certificates!

“Little brother, do you think this certificate is useful?” Coach Liu’s main concern was this question, as it was tied to his future fortune.

“Uh... let me see.” Chen Yun’s attention had been captivated by the certificate itself, so he hadn’t considered this before. When he looked up again, he was stunned by the title above Coach Liu’s head.

Coach Liu had suddenly transformed from a Level 4 Driving Master to a Level 10 Driving Master, with a small line underneath reading: “Dragon Knight Coach!”

Chen Yun was dumbfounded. Seriously? Is this even allowed?

“System, how incompetent can you be? You actually take a fake certificate seriously?”

“Useful or not?” Coach Liu asked again.

“U-useful...” Chen Yun replied, speechless.

At that moment, Coach Liu felt as if he’d heard the sweetest sound in the world. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his only thought was: “Old Liu has struck gold!”

“Little brother, it’s settled then. Whenever you want to learn to drive, come find me. I’ll take care of everything! Whatever you want me to do, just say the word. I’ll definitely cooperate!” Before leaving, Coach Liu pounded his chest with confidence.

“Alright, from now on I’ll learn to drive with you.” Chen Yun smiled. Looks like he was about to groom a future billionaire.

After seeing the coach off, Chen Yun mounted his electric scooter, intending to head to the fish market, when he suddenly remembered that he had already mastered Level 4 Driving Skills. Immediately, he looked down on the electric scooter that had accompanied him these past few days.

“Heh heh, Sky Combat Vehicle, here I come!” Storing the electric scooter away in his mount space, Chen Yun retreated to a secluded corner, pulled out the toy Sky Combat Vehicle from his backpack, placed it on the ground, and whispered, “Bind Sky Combat Vehicle!”

“Player Chen Yun’s mount space can only bind one mount. You have already bound a Level 2 mount: Electric Scooter. Unable to bind a Level 4 mount: Sky Combat Vehicle.”

Chen Yun was taken aback. There was such a rule? But why didn’t the system warn him when he was previously improving his motorcycle proficiency?

After pondering for a moment, he realized the reason: back then, he was merely practicing without any intention to bind the motorcycle. Moreover, the motorcycle disappeared after practice, so the system didn’t issue any related prompts.

Well, that was easy to solve—just recycle the electric scooter.

“System, recycle the electric scooter.”

“System detected Level 2 mount Electric Scooter is in perfect condition. Unable to recycle.”

What? Because it’s in perfect condition you can’t recycle it? Chen Yun was dumbfounded. Isn’t recycling supposed to prefer newer items? Why would you reject something new?

Fine, you don’t want it because it’s new? I’ll smash it then.

Chen Yun summoned the electric scooter, just about to destroy it, when he saw its attribute: Durability MAX/MAX!

Gamers know this means the maximum, unbreakable, indestructible. Seeing those letters, Chen Yun wanted to cry. Damn it, how could he have forgotten that? He used to boast about it but now it became the biggest obstacle to changing mounts!

“System, can you unbind it?”

Suddenly an idea struck him. If recycling wasn’t possible, maybe unbinding was.

“To unbind a mount, you must find a mount handler.”

“Huh? Mount handler? What the hell is that?” Chen Yun felt he was about to lose his mind. Is it really that hard just to get a car? Author, you’ve written over a hundred chapters and still won’t give me a break?!

“Wait, why didn’t my previous mount require so much hassle to unbind?” Chen Yun recalled unbinding his last mount was easy—just throw it into a junkyard and the system automatically unbound it, no need to find a mount handler. Nothing like now, where this place forbids it, that place refuses.

“That’s because the mount you’re currently trying to unbind is a strengthened mount. All strengthened mounts are classified as special mounts and require a specialized mount handler to unbind before they can be recycled.”

“...Fine, you’re the system, so you have the final say. You’re always right, so I won’t argue. Indestructible, huh? Unbreakable, huh? Well, I sure as hell don’t believe it!” Chen Yun put away the toy Sky Combat Vehicle, mounted the electric scooter, and headed to the steel mill.