For a moment, Hans looked at the car's engine. "Hemp... There's nothing wrong with the engine."
"Ha? How is that possible?" Achiera didn't believe what Hans said.
"Everything is fine, the engine is fine."
"Could it be that the fuel has run out?" Achiera guessed quickly.
Hans frowned in surprise at that. "Didn't you notice when you blamed the car earlier?"
"Um..." Achiera immediately ran and saw the remaining oil.
"Oh my! Right, it's because the oil is almost dry." Achiera was gloomy again.
Hans closed the trunk of the car engine, and approached Achiera who was leaning against the car in disappointment. "Don't be sad, let's wait for other road users, who knows if someone passes by and we'll ask for help."
"But you, how?" Achiera really concerned Hans' condition.
