Modified cars are truly where the real rich second-generation kids love to throw their money around. For ordinary people, modifying a car might just mean adding a sound system, a spoiler, or a splash of paint—it doesn’t cost much. But when the rich kids modify cars, they play with engines, and anything related to the engine usually needs to be imported.

Imported equipment means money!

That’s why Brian Carter showed up.

“David Thompson, right? You say you’re really good at car modification?” The owner of the modification shop, in his forties, dressed simply but driving a Lamborghini Aventador, said, “According to the rules, we definitely have to test your skills. Any car here is worth at least a million yuan, and the cost of modification is usually even higher than the car itself.”

“Mr. Parker, go ahead and test me.”

Brian Carter smiled confidently and said, “But you should know, I usually only handle diagnostics and provide modification ideas—I rarely do the hands-on work myself.”

Mr. Parker nodded. “If you really have the skills, a million yuan annual salary, and I’ll treat you like royalty!”

For the upcoming test, Mr. Parker followed Brian Carter, checking car after car. Originally, Mr. Parker had a set process for testing modifications.

But Brian Carter casually opened up a Ferrari that was being serviced, glanced at it for a moment, then got in and revved the engine twice before casually pointing out the issue: “The exhaust manifold’s been modified, hasn’t it?”

Mr. Parker’s eyes lit up. “It has.”

“There’s a problem with the welding. The intake is being disrupted. Just take it off and re-weld it, and everything else is fine.” After saying this, Brian Carter moved on to the next car.

Mr. Parker signaled to the mechanic, “Take off the exhaust manifold and check it.”

Then he followed Brian Carter again.

A modification shop also has to function as a repair shop. Many modified cars have issues, especially after engine modifications, which bring a host of new problems. Frequent returns for repairs are a must. The rich kids chase thrills, but they value their lives even more—if there’s even a minor issue, they come in for repairs.

And next—

Brian Carter was able to identify problems in almost half of the cars being serviced—of course, he was selective in what he revealed. For issues that could only be detected with equipment, he wouldn’t just make random guesses.

After making the rounds, Mr. Parker was already somewhat convinced by him. At the very least, Brian Carter had a thorough grasp of the details of these modified cars—without real experience, there’s no way he could know so much.

At this moment—

The mechanic working on the first Ferrari had already removed the exhaust manifold and called out in surprise, “Mr. Parker, there really is a problem with the exhaust manifold. There’s a crack in the weld here. Luckily, it’s not too big—otherwise, it could have been fatal on the road!”

Mr. Parker was stunned when he heard this, then looked at Brian Carter. When he spoke again, his tone was already respectful: “Master Thompson—no, Mr. Thompson—I think we can sign the contract now.”

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Chapter 4: The Green Submariner

After that, Brian Carter officially started working at the car modification shop. Having proven his skills, Mr. Parker generously offered him a contract with a million yuan annual salary.

At the same time, for every modification order he took, Brian Carter could get a 30% commission on the modification fee.

Originally, Mr. Parker wanted to sign him for five years, but Brian Carter only agreed to one year: “Let’s try it out first. If I do well, we can renew the contract later. If I don’t, forget five years—you’ll probably want to kick me out in five days, Mr. Parker.”

Mr. Parker thought Brian Carter was just hedging his bets to negotiate a raise later, so he didn’t mind and agreed.

In reality, Brian Carter just wanted to make some quick money.

His current goal was to accumulate knowledge and cultivate his psychic power, striving to fully charge his psychic armor and kick off the grand prelude to his journey across worlds.

“This energy needs to be enough for a round trip, and I also need extra energy to carry supplies through. By this calculation, I’ll need to store at least three times the energy required for a single crossing.”

The psychic armor had already fused with Brian Carter. Crossing worlds had a fixed energy cost, but bringing extra items required additional energy. Brian Carter could choose not to bring anything from Earth, but if he found new material samples in the fantasy world, he’d definitely want to bring them back.

So he had no choice but to store more psychic energy.

Based on his daily cultivation gains, he calculated that it would take about five or six months to store up three times the energy. He got the psychic armor in early April, so he’d have to wait until around October before he could start crossing worlds.

During these six months—

He still needed to keep looking for new items to replicate—he couldn’t do that without money.

During the day, he hung around the modification shop, wandering around inspecting cars. He was responsible for diagnosing and giving advice, while the other mechanics did the hands-on work. Whenever a rich kid came in for a modification, he’d go over and talk with them, providing a technical plan. There were several modification experts at the shop, but few could offer a complete solution.

Brian Carter, however, had a thorough understanding of every car, so he could speak with authority. And he only provided modification ideas—he didn’t do the hands-on work.

He relied on the analytical abilities of his psychic armor to see through the structure of modified cars.

The materialized objects created by the psychic armor couldn’t exist for long—they would eventually return to the armor itself, so they weren’t suitable for circulation.