Regression - Second Chance At Life Chapter 300: Choosing A Car

"Forget about that! I am more interested in the race. Tell me more about it!" Danny swiftly interrupts Adam, shutting down his scheme to get Danny laid.

Spotting the fire in Danny’s gaze, Adam halts briefly and breaks into a grin.

"Sure, I just learned it’s an underground race happening yearly in the city; the champion pockets millions of dollars," Adam explains.

"How much exactly?" Danny presses.

"If someone dominates all the key races, over 300 million dollars," Adam answers.

The moment Danny catches that figure, he draws in a sharp breath between his teeth.

Though he’s a billionaire’s heir, 300 million dollars remains an enormous sum to him.

"Dude, this seems far more intense than I imagined," Danny remarks.

"Naturally, the organizers behind these events are real heavyweights; I wouldn’t be shocked if politicians are involved too," Adam states.

"Sounds risky. You really set on joining?" Danny questions.

"It’s effortless cash—why pass it up?" Adam replies, flashing a bold smile.

"You talk like victory’s already yours," Danny says in amazement, pondering whether Adam’s just boasting with false bravado or truly convinced of total triumph.

"Because I’m certain I’ll claim it," Adam declares, crossing his arms.

"You mean that?" Danny probes.

"I wouldn’t claim it unless I believed every word. Humiliation isn’t my kink," Adam retorts.

"Dude, that’s incredible," Danny exclaims.

"Anyway, that’s my reason for coming—to borrow a speed demon car for the races. I’ve got unmatched skills, but my ride lacks the power to secure victories.

You could multiply your cash too along the way," Adam proposes.

"How so?" Danny inquires.

"Place bets on the races. Wager on me, and I guarantee you’ll leave richer than before," Adam assures.

"Awesome, let’s hit the garage downstairs and pick your ride!" Danny bursts from his seat and bolts out of the room.

Adam observes Danny dash ahead alone, only for him to pop back in with an impatient stare at Adam. "What’s the holdup? Hurry up!" He urges, beckoning Adam along.

Adam rises and trails Danny from the room as they descend the stairs.

Adam hadn’t anticipated convincing Danny to lend a car would prove so straightforward. It’s a limited-edition supercar, after all, and crashes during races pose genuine threats.

He’d rehearsed an entire pitch on his expertise and prowess, perhaps even a demo to prove he could dominate the race—yet Danny agreed on the spot without hesitation.

Traversing the vast mansion, Danny guides Adam to the rear. Emerging outside, expansive lawns brimming with lush greenery and gardens blooming with exotic flowers come into view, tended by several gardeners.

Amid this splendor, a trail winds toward various structures on the grounds.

Adam figured the mansion was immense enough, but now he discovers Danny’s estate extends far beyond, with vast areas behind housing additional buildings—and who can say what secrets they conceal.

Danny approaches a sleek electric cart resembling a modified golf buggy and hops aboard.

"Hop in," he calls, motioning Adam aboard. Adam climbs in beside him.

Danny starts driving. The route from the mansion to the enormous structure ahead stretches so far they need the electric cart for transport.

"I can’t wait to unveil my collection. Bet you’ll spot the perfect machine to match your style and crush the competition," Danny enthuses.

Adam grasps that Danny won’t just loan one supercar—he’s offering Adam free pick from his entire lineup, a detail Adam hadn’t suspected.

Still, as a billionaire’s son, it’s no stretch that Danny owns a fleet of supercars.

The cart halts in front of a colossal building akin to an airplane hangar, spacious enough for jets.

Exiting the cart, Danny strides to the scanner by the enormous door and places his palm for biometric scan. Once confirmed, the huge hangar door begins sliding open, curling upward to expose its hidden treasures.

As the giant door rises, interior lights flicker to life.

Adam stands by patiently until the entrance widens sufficiently to peer inside, and upon glimpsing the treasures within, his thoughts freeze momentarily—he’s stunned by the unbelievable array before him.

Vehicles he’s only glimpsed in ads and films, priced so exorbitantly and scarce that owners dread taking them out.

Supercars, hypercars, luxury vehicles, one-of-a-kind custom builds, limited-edition models, collaborative masterpieces from top companies—Adam had never encountered anything like them.

This hangar’s impressive array of cars must be valued in the high hundreds of millions, potentially soaring to a full billion.

"Go ahead, pick one," Danny says.

Adam glances at Danny, starts to speak but holds back. He steps inside, moving from one vehicle to the next, examining them closely.

"Are these all yours?" Adam asks.

"Most of it is mine. I love cars. I collect the ones I like," Danny says. "But some belong to my family, my father and mother use them," Danny says.

Adam feels like a child in a candy store, struggling to hide his thrill at the sight of all these rare and exclusive cars gathered together.

Witnessing this sparks a burning desire in him to build his own collection worth over a billion dollars, and Adam vows to turn that dream into reality.

While surveying the lineup, he notices Danny’s true passion for cars—beyond just pricey, eye-catching machines. There are vintage gems, classic relics, powerful muscle cars, and even a rough-looking relic that seems pulled from a scrapyard. But upon closer inspection, Adam recognizes it as one of those ultra-rare, tough vehicles soldiers used in the Federation’s world wars.

Danny proves himself a die-hard collector, amassing not only cars but games and media treasures too.

"Have you found one that you like?" Danny asks eagerly, curious about Adam’s racing choice. Danny has plenty of ideas; raised on the Furiously Fast films, he adores every vehicle from those blockbusters.

He yearns for Adam to select one of those, letting him relive the movies’ thrilling scenes for real.

Adam stays silent, scanning the options. His pick must be a monster—packed with horsepower and torque to conquer any challenge. Plus, superior handling to carve through turns with precision.

At last, his gaze locks on a red hypercar nestled among the elite pack.

A spark of excitement lights up his eyes.

"This is the one," Adam declares, eyeing the stunning machine ahead.

Sleek angles, wind-slicing aerodynamics, built to slice air like a blade. It boasts every feature he craves.

Mind-blowing power exceeding 2100+ horsepower from its hybrid setup. Insane torque at 2300+ Nm.

Blasts from 0 to 100 KMPH in under 2 seconds; pros have clocked it at 1.75.

Top speed hits 500 KMPH. 8-speed DCT. All-Wheel Drive.

Full carbon-fiber monocoque keeps weight below 2000 kg.

Active aero. Massive downforce. Cutting-edge suspension. Huge carbon-ceramic brakes. Four-wheel steering.

It has it all—in fact, total overkill.

In Adam’s grip, it’s like bringing a firearm to a brawl.

"Amazing choice..." Danny murmurs, admiring the car’s allure. He’s thrilled too, since this beauty starred prominently in the newest Furiously Fast flick.

He snapped it up recently, captivated by its on-screen presence. Now, he eagerly awaits Adam unleashing it in a gritty, underground street race.

"Do you have the keys? Let me take it for a ride, get a feel of it," Adam says.

"Give me a second," Danny says, then darts to his key rack, grabs the fob, and hurries back to pass it to Adam.

Adam slips into the car. The fresh new-car aroma hits him, revealing how little it’s been driven.

For such an extreme hypercar, the cabin offers pure luxury.

He inserts the key fob and fires it up.

The engine roars to life, vibrating through Adam’s entire body.