While his memory was clear, Qin Yang returned to the origin of the real world and entered the parallel world for the fourth time.
This time, Qin Yang took a taxi to the familiar hairpin bend.
He replayed the Porsche's trajectory in his mind and simulated the scene that was about to happen.
Then, he carefully picked up a fist-sized oval stone from the mountain wall and placed it in the middle of the road.
According to the trajectory of the Porsche, when Lin Yiqun drove down, the right rear wheel of his car would run over this rock.
Once again, Qin Yang stood at the observation point and set up his phone to turn on the camera. He waited for the Porsche to descend the mountain.
The sound of an engine could be heard, and the Porsche appeared on time.
Like last time, it slowed down slightly, changed direction, and made a cut.
Qin Yang stared at the rear right wheel.
Just as Qin Yang had imagined, the rear right wheel of the Porsche ran over the oval rock.
In a split second, the car lost its balance. The tires spun crazily and the right side was raised high.
The car lost its grip, and the centrifugal force drove the car to the left and rolled down the cliff.
Witnessing all of this with his own eyes, Qin Yang could not help but let out a low shout. He clenched his fists heavily, his eyes filled with excitement.
The experiment was successful in one try. Indeed, knowledge was power.
When he returned home, Qin Yang did not choose to return to the real world immediately. Instead, he waited for the news.
In the afternoon, the news came out. A Porsche fell off a cliff halfway up Mount Ziqing. The driver died on the spot, and the victim was Lin Yiqun, the only son of the chairman of Hengfa Group, Lin Xiong.
Qin Yang heaved a sigh of relief.
Although the cliff was very high, if Lin Yi was lucky and only got seriously injured, he would have to enter the parallel world again to place the stones.
At this point, Qin Yang's plan had been successfully rehearsed.
The only thing left was the real world, the final step.
He closed his eyes and opened them.
Back to the real world.
Qin Yang's heart began to beat faster, and his adrenaline surged.
In Parallel World, he wasn't even nervous when Qin Yang personally killed Lin Yi.
But the real world was different.
In Parallel World, he could do whatever he wanted without having to bear any responsibility.
It was like playing the same game countless times.
But in the real world, he couldn't reload.
If he was careless, leaving any traces behind would be very troublesome.
After calming himself down, Qin Yang went downstairs in casual clothes.
This time, he chose to take the bus.
After getting off the car at the foot of Ziqing Mountain, Qin Yang took the small path to climb the mountain like an ordinary citizen who came for an outing.
Mount Ziqing was a famous mountain in the southern part of Ningzhou City. It was lush and green, with fresh air and beautiful scenery.
It wasn't very high, only a few hundred meters above sea level. However, it had a great view of the entire Ningzhou City.
There was an ancient academy and an ancient manor on the mountain. Now, they had become scenic spots. Many people in Ningzhou would come here to climb the mountain.
It was rumored that the feng shui here was very good. Later, someone split a small hill on the mountain and built a high-end villa area. Many rich people in the city bought property here.
Qin Yang climbed up the path. Twenty minutes later, he reached the hairpin bend.
It was only a little past ten o'clock. Qin Yang only stopped for a moment before continuing to go up.
After climbing to the Ziqing Academy, Qin Yang pretended to walk around the place before leisurely descending the mountain.
Qin Yang estimated the time. At 11:08, he passed by the hairpin bend again. He quickly took out the oval stone and placed it on the road.
Qin Yang compared it with the location and direction in his mind. After it was exactly the same, he quickly went down the mountain.
Even though he had already successfully practiced it once in the parallel world.
His heart was still pounding, and he was uneasy, wondering if there would be any deviation.
Five minutes was very short, but Qin Yang felt that it was very long. He kept taking out his phone to check the time.
11.13 minutes. Qin Yang was almost at the foot of the mountain. He could not help but look up at the hairpin bend.
Qin Yang's heartbeat had already become very, very slow. He held his breath and stared intently.
A silver Porsche rushed off the road, flew into the air, and tumbled down the cliff.
Thump!
Finally, the Porsche fell to the ground.
At this point, Qin Yang let out a long sigh of relief. As if he did not know anything, he left the place expressionlessly without looking back.
However, his heart was beating wildly and his blood pressure was soaring, showing the huge waves in his heart.
He had succeeded!
In his mind, the system interface.
" Name: Qin Yang "
[Age: 24 years old]
" Remaining lifespan: 1 year, 27 days, 19 hours and 33 minutes "
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