"Idiot! Brake, brake!"
A military green RV, resembling a truck, awkwardly veered down the highway, Tao Yu watched as Little Black nervously gripped the steering wheel, his face contorted with ferocity.
Aren't Aliens supposed to be smart?
Despite having a mind-link, they could still manage to meander in the shape of an eight on such a straight stretch of road.
"If you can't drive straight by the time we get back to base, there will be punishment! But if you can, there will be a reward!"
Tao Yu offered both carrot and stick.
Sure enough, the effect was quite good. Although still lacking, at least now they could maintain a straight line on the straight highway.
Even though it was still bad, it at least validated Tao Yu's idea of coaching Little Black to be a driver in the future.
Looking ahead at the gate of the base, which had already changed a lot, with many more people coming and going, Tao Yu also felt somewhat emotional
