"The so-called stand-ins are the ones who help the racing stars run the races. It's a well-known secret among the racing teams. The stand-in's name will never be on the trophy, let alone the prize money. The stand-in's winnings will be completely handed over to the team, and the team leader will reward them according to his mood. It's like charity. Those who win will at least get charity, but those unlucky ones who lose their lives will get nothing. They can only be turned into ashes by the jeers of the spectators, "Udoze said gloomily as he leaned against the steering wheel.
People like them, who clearly had exquisite driving skills, could only live in the dark. When they went out, they wore helmets, so people couldn't see their true faces. They were like the shadows of those glamorous stars. People could always see and cheer for Che Xing, who could always stand on the podium holding the trophy, waving to the audience and fans, laughing and blowing kisses. They would never know that the ones who finished the race just a moment ago were the local residents, who were regarded as inferior and poor and could only live in stone houses.
Many local racers had died in the race for fame and glory that didn't belong to them. Compared to the official racers of the racing teams, these stand-ins didn't have their own cars, didn't have their own races, and could only contribute to other people's lives.
They were all human beings, but their lives were so lowly.
In the Acerella racing competition, there had been a stand-in who died in an accident, but in the media reports, it was only said that Che Xing was seriously injured and luckily kept his life. Not long after, Che Xing made a high-profile appearance again, but his stand-in was replaced. As for his previous stand-in, if he was lucky, he would get a sympathetic funeral fee, but if he was not, he would get nothing.
Udo laughed hoarsely, which was not much better than crying, "The funniest thing is, these unequal contracts are all signed by us, and many of us are trying our best to show off our skills to those people, hoping to get a contract to sell our bodies. Because even with such an unequal contract, the money we get is several times more than some of the coolies. "
"I heard that the profit from a race can reach hundreds of millions," Silin said.
"Yes, hundreds of millions. Even if we lose, the team will still get tens of millions. If we win, we will get even more. Hundreds of millions is a common thing. The racers will get hundreds of thousands, and the good ones will get close to a million, while the star racers will get tens of millions. But for us, a few thousand … ten thousand on a good day. "Udoze looked out of the car. Who knew how many corpses were buried under the sand, all scapegoats.
"Have you ever thought of leaving?" Silin asked.
"Of course, but I can't. If I were to leave, I would definitely take my mother with me. However, according to Acerella's laws, every resident who left would have to pay a fee of 500,000 RMB. Five hundred thousand, that's one million for two people. It's nothing to the official racers, but it's basically impossible for doubles like us. We might even lose our lives. "
"I've heard that there's a betting system for car racing. Have you guys tried it?"
"That's for the alien warriors. If locals are caught gambling, they will be fined. However, we will secretly use fake identities to bet some money."
"Do you know about hunters?" Silin asked.
"I know!" Udoze's eyes lit up. "I've seen a bounty hunter before. He's very strong! There are also some Hunter regiments. Two years ago, a Hunter regiment came to Acerella to watch the championship of the Amphibious Flying Car Race. Even the team manager who is usually arrogant had to be careful in front of them. The investor of the 'Cyclone' team is acquainted with that Hunter regiment, and they are a very famous Hunter regiment. I heard that they are ranked in the top five of Sector F. You must have heard of them before! "
"Oh? What's it called? "Silin asked with great interest.
"It's called Golden Rose!"
"..." Cillin rummaged through the information in his mind. He even read through the new top hundred GAL ranking list published by the authoritative publication . Then, he said with certainty, "I've never heard of it before."
"No way! You're too ignorant and ill-informed! " Udo shouted with a look of disdain, "That's one of the top five Hunter regiments of Sector F. I heard that every single one of them is a seasoned veteran who has been to countless planets, seen countless strange things, and killed a lot of giant alien beasts! They even provided us with a huge statue that shines with dazzling multicolored light at night … "
Multicolored light … aren't they afraid of excessive radioactive elements? Silin laughed involuntarily.
The moment Udoze mentioned the Hunter regiment, his dispiritedness from before was nowhere to be found. He even described them with body language, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws in excitement.
By the time Udoze was done talking to himself and stopped, he discovered that Silin had fallen asleep on the backseat with his eyes closed.
Udoze looked at the person on the backseat and felt like he was playing the lute to a cow. He curled his lips and said, "What a weirdo." Then he started the flying car and bounced back to the yard.
When Silin got out of the car, the sky was already beginning to brighten.
Patting Udoze's shoulder, Silin said, "Work hard. We'll be watching the race the day after tomorrow and cheer for you."
The corner of Udoze's mouth twitched, but he did not say anything. He closed the car cover and locked it before walking into the house. For shadows like them who lived in the dark, the cheers of the audience would never include their names.
Back inside the house, Tang Qiuqiu stared at Silin with wide eyes and complained, "Big brother Silin, I can't believe you went out to play alone."
"It can't be helped. Don't tell me you want to sit in that kid's crappy car?"
Tang Qiuqiu shook her head strongly, "That guy's driving skills are too bad!"
"Too bad? No way. On the contrary, that guy's driving skills are pretty good. Have you ever seen anyone drive a crappy car like that back and forth safely? "
"That's true."
"Let's go watch that guy's race the day after tomorrow."
"Okay." Tang Qiuqiu yawned, rolled up the quilt, and went back to sleep.
Early the next morning, Silin was gargling when he heard a sweet voice downstairs, "Mrs. … Wentz … Mrs. … Wentz …"
Silin spat out the mouthwash in his mouth and shook off the goosebumps on his body.
What's wrong with that stupid cat again?
When Silin went downstairs, he saw that Mrs. Wentz was busy with her handiwork, and the stupid cat was squatting next to her, watching without blinking.
Mrs. Wentz was indeed a person with many years of experience. A piece of cloth, a pile of fine sand, a needle, and a thread could quickly make a good thing. Now, a cat doll filled with fine sand was quickly formed in Mrs. Wentz's hands. It looked like Huimao, and even the cloth was gray. This kind of gray cloth was very common here, it was a low-quality cloth, and every family had a lot of it.
In the past, Mrs. Wentz's handiwork was made of colorful or brightly colored cloth, because that kind of color could attract buyers. There were very few puppets made of gray cloth, and even if they were made, no one would buy them.
But today, when Huimao came back from foraging, he happened to see Mrs. Wentz's handiwork. Suddenly, the cat had an idea. He pretended to be cute in front of Mrs. Wentz and asked her to help him make a cat doll.
No wonder it was so sweet just now!
But the doll looked really good. Although the cloth was coarse, it was very strong. Windy City also had a special kind of fine sand, which felt soft. The doll filled with fine sand was very three-dimensional, and it was made in a 1: 1 ratio. Mrs. Wentz also very patiently hand-embroidered the eyes, mouth, and so on. It should be known that this kind of handmade doll was usually directly attached to an object to act as the eyes, or directly drawn, compared to the machine sewing, it was much rougher. But this cat doll was obviously embroidered by Mrs. Wentz.
Knowing that it was not easy for Mrs. Wentz, Silin paid 100 Star Coins. Mrs. Wentz's other dolls only cost 10 Star Coins.
Mrs. Wentz refused to accept the money, so Silin directly put the money in the basket. "Please accept it. This cat is very troublesome. Thank you for your patience."
Mrs. Wentz smiled and waved her hand. "No, it's very smart. It's the first time I've seen such a smart and talking cat."
Mrs. Wentz took out a small cloth ball the size of a fist. It was filled with fine sand, and the outside was sewn with several layers of cloth. It would not hurt if hit. Mrs. Wentz gave the cloth ball to Huimao to play with.
Huimao directly swept the ball with his tail, picked it up, and played with it directly with his tail. Mrs. Wentz applauded.
In the past few days, the relationship between the upstairs and downstairs had obviously improved a lot. At first, Huimao often came downstairs to eat, but later, Mrs. Wentz directly let Silin and Tang Qiuqiu eat downstairs, so that they would not have to cook separately.
Silin also did not eat for free. He took out some dried meat, and Tang Qiuqiu gave some candy to Mrs. Wentz, which was not sold here. As for the local food of the Wind City, Silin and Tang Qiuqiu also tasted it.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the competition.
The Sanxi Flying Car Competition was based on a points system. First, there was a knockout round. Within a specified number of races, the top ten would be able to enter the championship. Those who did not have enough points would have to wait for the next season.
Only the top five of each race could get points. First place had five points, second place had four points, third place had three points, fourth place had two points, and fifth place had one point.
On this day, Silin and Tang Qiuqiu came to the grandstand area early. The tickets had been bought long ago. Silin also bet part of it, and also helped Udoze bet part of it.
Udo, on the other hand, had more than a hundred thousand RMB in his bank account. It was a rare opportunity for him to meet a trustworthy person like Celine, so Udo gritted his teeth and took out a hundred thousand RMB. If he won this match, he would be able to triple the amount. Udoze was more confident in himself, so this time he was really ready to go all out.
The grandstand was circular with two entrances, one for the starting point and the other for the finishing point. The two entrances extended upwards in an inverted trapezoid shape. In the middle of the grandstand, there would be a huge holographic projection of the match, and the media would also broadcast the match live.
Some people would wonder why so many people would buy expensive tickets to enter the grandstand, since it could be broadcast live, and they could only watch the projection from the grandstand.
The first reason was the atmosphere. In the grandstand, the roars of the audience and the excitement could be contagious. The shouts echoed in the original grandstand, and it seemed that the whole stadium was about to shake. The loud roars brought up the atmosphere of the race. The surging blood caused by the speed and passion was incomparable to watching the live broadcast at home.
The waving flags, the flashing screens, the fans hysterically shouting the names of their favorite racers, completely venting their emotions. As long as it was the audience standing in the grandstand, they would be infected by this atmosphere and could not help but roar.
Tang Qiuqiu was obviously one of them. She held the loudspeaker and began shouting, "Udoze, go!"
Because she could not directly shout Udoze's name, that would bring trouble to Udoze, who was a substitute.
Udoze had told Silin about the flying car of the Che Xing he was substituting, so when the dazzling red flying car appeared, the atmosphere reached a climax. The Che Xing was quite popular. Of course, Che Xing's face and Udoze's face combined were the idols in the eyes of the audience.
It should be known that in the grandstand, even if you wanted to speak, you had to use a loudspeaker. Otherwise, you would not be able to hear each other clearly in the crowd, so Tang Qiuqiu had been holding the loudspeaker the whole time.
The funny thing was that there was also a big man shouting into a megaphone a few rows ahead of her. When he heard Tang Qiuqiu's shout, he turned around and asked, "Who's Udoduo?"
Tang Qiuqiu shouted with the loudspeaker, "Udoze is a real man!!"
Silin was speechless.
Someone at the side tugged at Tang Qiuqiu's sleeve, "Little girl, which car is Udodo?"
Tang Qiuqiu blinked. "I don't know, I just think it's fun to shout like this!" Then, she started shouting again.
What made Silin want to cry the most was that Huimao, who was on his shoulder, was holding the loudspeaker with both paws. When Tang Qiuqiu shouted, it also roared. Thus, such a sound was heard.
A childish baby voice. "Udoze!"
Then, there was a strange cat's cry. "Meow —"
Then, there was the baby voice. "Pure man!"
Then, there was the cat's cry. "Meow —"
And so on.
As he roared, Cillin noticed that more and more people around him had joined his camp. For a time, the sounds of 'udodo', 'real men' and people who looked like they had been possessed by a cat demon filled the air.
When someone heard this, he asked the person next to him, "Who is Udoze?"
"F * ck, how would I know!"
"Then why are you shouting?!"
"Didn't you hear it? It's fun to shout like this!"
Why did so many people join in?
First, they didn't see the name 'Udoze' in the contestants' list. Therefore, based on the cat's cry at the end, they naturally thought that 'Udoze' was a modal particle in a certain Sector language. Second, this' pure man 'was too versatile. Anyone could shout it. Third, the strange and cathartic cat's cry was very suitable for venting one's emotions. Therefore, Tang Qiuqiu and Huimao's roars became widespread.
Inside the flying car, Udoze was sweating profusely. When he heard Tang Qiuqiu and Huimao's strange roars, he was still thinking: Who taught these people? Then, as the majority of the people joined in, Udoze felt the urge to cry.
From the number of people on Tang Qiuqiu's side to one-tenth of the audience, then one-third of the audience, and in the end, people from all over the grandstand were joining in. Moreover, they were shouting in unison with a rhythm.
Other people might not know what 'Udoze' meant, but Udoze himself did. This was the first time so many people were shouting him. Even if these people didn't know that 'Udoze' was referring to his substitute hiding in the dark, even if they couldn't shout out his full name, it was enough. Udoze was satisfied.
The wind grew stronger, and sand flew everywhere.
Very good.
Udoze closed his eyes and felt the slightest movement of the car in the wind.
"Beep — —"
A long whistling sound rang out.
More than fifty flying cars took their respective positions at the starting line, arranged from bottom to top according to the distribution of the spaces drawn before the race.
"Bam!"
A hurried explosive sound officially set off this wave.
Amidst the screams of the audience, the flying cars scrambled to fly out of the starting line.
The ancient earth, the young wind, the soaring passion, the hot blood and sweat, listening to the cheers of the audience, set sail, like a warrior fighting for his life!
In the sandstone region, there were rows upon rows of sand dunes, disorderly mountain rocks, and unbridled sandstorms. Under such circumstances, the fiery red flying car was like a leader, advancing forward with an indomitable momentum and flying forward at a rapid speed.
Was he chasing the wind, or was the wind chasing him?
The car seemed to melt into the wind, even flipping with the wind, but it could always neatly avoid the obstacles.
Udoze's shining point was his ability to predict and judge. Although he didn't have the ability to drive a high-end flying car, he always drove that old, worn-out car that seemed to be on the verge of death to dance with the wind. That way, he became more and more proficient in controlling the wind.
The worn-out car couldn't automatically balance the airflow like an official racing car, so the driver had to drive, control, and judge. Because of this, Udoze understood the temperament of the wind better. He used the wind to complete difficult maneuvers, and he could also predict the obstacles and make decisions in advance.
Because he could always make decisions before the other racers, many times, if they encountered a difficult situation, many racers would refer to the movements of the red flying car driven by Udoze.
Bang!
A racer miscalculated the height of the stone eaves, and the car scraped against the stone eaves. The flying car flipped a few times in the air and fell into a sand dune. The other racers wouldn't stop because of this unlucky fellow, even if the person who fell into the sand dune was on the verge of death.
The spectators in the stands wouldn't sympathize. They would only pay attention to the other cars still in the race. The media wouldn't give the eliminated cars a shot, because they were losers.
The projection in the center of the grandstand was divided into three parts. The best view was reserved for the cars running at the front, and the worst view was for the cars at the back.
In the best view, the fiery-red flying car outshone the others, leaving the cars behind it farther and farther behind.
The driver of the car in second place had originally wanted to refer to Udoze's reaction, but he couldn't reach Udoze's skill. He couldn't use the wind to flip and pull out a super maneuver like Udoze could.
The red silhouette of the car was like a stroke of genius. In that narrow passageway, it almost followed the perfect center line, passing through the abnormally difficult corners at high speed.
The grandstand was completely abuzz.
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