Chapter 252 I won't eat anything

"Screech..." I slammed on the brakes suddenly, the tires screeching against the pavement in a piercing protest.

I had been too focused on the rearview mirror, coupled with my frazzled state of mind, I had neglected the road ahead.

Just as I approached a sharp bend, below which lay a steep hillside, it was too late to turn.

My only option was to stomp on the brakes—not out of fear, but pure instinct.

But it was to no avail.

The car careened off the road, launching into the air.

Strapped in by the seatbelt, as the car left the road, a strange calm washed over me for a brief moment.

"Is this how I die? Not so bad," I thought.

"Death will rid me of all these troubles."

In the afterlife, I'd drink several bowls of 【Meng Po soup】, ensuring I forgot everything, preventing any recollection across countless reincarnations.

"Crash..." A massive noise erupted next to my ear as the front of the car plummeted into the ravine.