The Sizer Family's headquarters were located in star region nine of the empire. Although the Sizer Family was very influential in the empire, and there were several families more famous than the Sizer Family, the Sizer Family was the most influential family in star region nine.
After Silin and the others entered star region nine, more than ninety percent of the media reports they came across were about the Sizer Family, and eighty percent of them were about the same thing.
The "Winds of Freedom" flying car race was sponsored by the Sizer Family. It was a famous race in star region nine, and even the entire Mist Bodhisattva Empire.
Rumor had it that the ancestors of the Sizer Family had been besieged by a disaster before flying was as convenient as it was now. In the end, they sent out a small group of people to search for supplies in flying cars. The first time they tried, only half of the group made it back. The second time, they sent out another group of people to search for supplies, and then a third, a fourth … Finally, after risking their lives again and again to search for supplies, the Sizer Family was able to survive. It was also because of this that flying cars became an indispensable tool for the Sizer Family.
The veracity of the story had yet to be verified, but it had to be said that the Sizer Family had an extraordinary passion for flying cars. If a member of the Sizer Family couldn't drive a flying car, then they had no right to stay in the family. For some reason, those who couldn't drive a flying car would be ridiculed and ostracized by the entire family.
Today, the Sizer Family's "Whirlwind" flying car had become the most famous brand in the entire empire. It had also become a symbol of status for many people. If a nobleman who loved racing didn't own a "Whirlwind", they would definitely be laughed at by many people. Those who couldn't afford a "Whirlwind" would always fantasize about when they could own one of their own.
An ancestor of the Sizer Family once said that he hoped that the first thing everyone thought of when they talked about flying cars would be "Whirlwind". Today, this ancestor's wish was basically fulfilled.
It had to be said that the Sizer Family's "Winds of Freedom" flying car race had greatly increased Whirlwind's influence. The race was to prove that "Whirlwind" wasn't just for show. Whirlwind represented a philosophy, a pursuit, and more importantly, a skill.
The "Winds of Freedom" didn't have a qualifier. Most of the participants were famous racers from other flying car races, including individuals and racing teams. The Sizer Family would share a portion of the cost of modifying their cars, and they would also provide some parts for free.
All participating cars and racers would wear the "Whirlwind" logo on their racers' uniforms. It was a golden brand — Whirlwind's influence was truly great.
The prize money was generous, the reputation was guaranteed, and if a racer's design caught the eye of the Sizer Family's eye, the Sizer Family would buy it.
There was no way Gen Xingming and the others would miss out on the Winds of Freedom. They had watched the entire process of the last Winds of Freedom race. Even now, they could still remember the excitement they felt when they watched the race.
Silin had only watched Udoze's race when it came to large-scale flying car races. As for the "Winds of Freedom" that Gen Xingming and the others mentioned, it was obvious that the scale and investment of this race was much larger than Udoze's Acerella race.
"Don't tell me that kid Naimi left so early because of this?" Ulaganuo asked.
Kenancy nodded. "It's possible. It's a large-scale race his family is hosting. He has to go back to help, right?"
"But isn't there still some time before the 'Winds of Freedom'? It's too early for Naimi to go back right after the semester exams. There's still a long time before the 'Winds of Freedom'. "
Gen Xingming and Bel disagreed with Ulaganuo's words. Based on their understanding of Naimi, the kid wouldn't be too enthusiastic if it was purely to help. In fact, he would delay it until the start of the race just in time to watch the race.
"If that's the case, then why did Naimi run away in advance?"
"Who knows! We'll meet that kid soon enough. We'll know when we ask him. "
Gen Xingming and the others flew straight to the Sizer Family's headquarters on the spaceplane. The Sizer Family's chief steward was very friendly when he saw Gen Xingming and the others. After all, they were all members of the royal family, and they were all familiar faces.
The head steward was very curious about Silin, but it wasn't his place to ask. A person who could come together with Gen Xingming and the others and act so casually must have a powerful background.
The head steward sent someone to contact Naimi while he was receiving Gen Xingming and the others. Not long after, the Naimi that Gen Xingming and the others were talking about appeared before Silin even finished his cup of tea. He looked like he had just woken up. His hair was a mess, and his clothes had been smoothed out by the servants at the last minute, but wrinkles were still visible. Naimi looked very lethargic.
Naimi ran out while yelling, but his expression showed that he was surprised by Gen Xingming and the others' arrival. He looked like he had been constipated for a few days.
Naimi greeted Gen Xingming and the others after he saw them. Then, he turned around on Silin and pulled himself back into the chair like a spineless coward.
Silin learned how these people interacted with each other from Naimi's casual greeting. Gen Xingming and the others didn't reveal their royal status in front of Naimi either.
"What's wrong, Naimi?" Bel asked. "I heard that you came back as soon as the semester exams were over. Why are you in such a hurry? There's still time before the flying car race. "
"Don't mention it." Naimi waved a hand and said weakly, "Four years ago, they said that I was too young to drive a flying car, so I wasn't allowed to participate in the race. That's why I tried my best to participate in the flying car race this time. I even participated in a few small races on a few planets before this, so I definitely qualified! But! I was unconditionally rejected again! "
Gen Xingming was very calm, "It's basically impossible for people of our status to participate in a race of that scale. My father would probably send someone to drag us back before we could even climb into the car. It's already kind enough that he let us out, so don't even think about participating in the race. "
"There's no way King Fuji would trust someone without skills!" Kenancy mocked without holding back.
Gen Xingming glanced sideways at her, "Yeah, I don't have skills, but do you? If you can turn a flying car into a bumper car, don't make a fuss here. "
"Bullshit! That was an accident! "
"Hey hey, Kenancy, you're a royal princess at the end of the day. Don't curse every time you open your mouth." Naimi said.
"It's none of your business!"
"… …"
Celine smiled as she watched these people bicker. At the same time, she also observed the layout of the surroundings.
It had to be said that every place in the Sizer Family was decorated in a flying car style. The wall lamps looked like the front of a car, and the murals were filled with all kinds of flying cars. Some of the decorations had a Mysterious style to them as well.
"Hey, Naimi, is your uncle here? We have something we need to talk to him about." Gen Xingming finally stopped arguing with Kenancy and changed the subject.
"My uncle? Which uncle? " Naimi couldn't figure out who Gen Xingming was talking about. The Sizer Family was so big, and there were so many uncles and aunts. Who knew which one he was talking about?
"That fatty, Fleka."
Naimi looked at Gen Xingming warily the moment he heard the name. "Why are you looking for him? Let me tell you something first, I've already booked him. If you want him to design a flying car for you, you'll have to queue behind me. By the way, this is the number of people who have asked my fat uncle to design a flying car! "
Ulagachi looked at Naimi's two fingers and said, "Twenty?"
"Two hundred!"
Naimi swayed his feet. His fat uncle was very popular, and everyone hoped that he would design a car for them. After all, they were all members of the Sizer Family, and Naimi would feel proud and honored if his uncle was famous.
"Tsk, look at you! It's not like you're the one designing it, so stop being so cocky! "Gen Xingming threw a nut at Ulagachi.
Naimi caught it and put it in his mouth. He continued to chew on it and continued to show off.
"But to be honest, my fat uncle doesn't have the time to design a flying car right now. The 'Winds of Freedom' is about to start, and I'm very busy. My father told me to stop the people who want to ask him to design a flying car, but I can't stop you. If you really want my fat uncle to design a flying car, you can talk to him yourself. I'm not going to be a sinner."
Naimi couldn't afford to offend the royal family, and he didn't want to be punished by his father.
"Naimi, is your fat uncle very busy? So busy that he can't even come and meet us? "Bel asked.
"Of course he'll come if you ask him as a prince," Naimi answered seriously.
"Then forget it. We're probably not going to get our dream flying car if we keep putting on airs here." Ulagachi knew Fleka's personality very well.
"What do you think, Silin?" Gen Xingming turned to Silin and asked.
Naimi looked at Gen Xingming and the others' expressions before reevaluating Cillin. He couldn't understand why these royal descendants were treating Cillin like this. It wasn't easy to gain the approval of Gen Xingming and the others, and they hadn't been this polite to anyone other than the royals before. It was obvious that Silin wasn't a member of the royal family either.
Silin thinks about Gen Xingming's words for a moment before saying, "Since he doesn't have the time, let's go find him."
"Sure, it's not like we have anything better to do anyway. Why don't we check out the pre-race preparations for the 'Winds of Freedom'!" Bel was very much in agreement. His eyes were sparkling with excitement, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Gen Xingming and the others didn't object either, so they clapped their hands and headed straight for Fleka's place.
Coincidentally, Fleka was at home today. He had been investigating the "Winds of Freedom" for a very long time, and he was very tired as of late. He was planning to go home and rest for a while, and he had ordered his men to stand guard outside his house and ignore anyone who tried to enter!
Fleka was annoyed to death by those nobles who pretended to be smart and cool, so he had a backer and an excuse to stop them from entering his family's territory. His family had even sent a guard squad to help him keep them away. It didn't matter if they were nobles or relatives, they didn't care no matter how much money they had to pay to stop them from leaving. Money? The Sizer Family really didn't care!
There were a lot of people watching from the entrance of Fleka's manor. Most of them were sent here to scout for information, and they would report to their master the moment Fleka showed up.
The guards of the Sizer Family standing outside the mansion looked like they wanted nothing more than to shoot these shifty-eyed people at them. That was why the guards' expressions were dark and solemn. It looked like they were ready to kill anyone who dared to come near them.
However, when a flying car flew over and stopped right in front of the entrance, the guards felt bitter inside. They were all too familiar with this car. This little ancestor had caused a lot of trouble in the past few days.
Although they knew that it was Naimi, the guards didn't open the door at first. They just stood there and looked straight ahead. However, their backs were sweating, and they were ready to argue with this little ancestor.
However, when Naimi rolled down the car window, the guards felt even more bitter inside when they saw who was sitting inside.
This lineup … is seriously unstoppable!
If Naimi was alone, the guards could stop him. But the people inside the car were all descendants of the royal family, and all three of them at once. If they stopped him, there was no telling what kind of bad news or rumors would spread one day.
Naimi saw the guards' pale faces and knew that they were in a difficult situation, so he said, "I'll take responsibility for everything."
I was waiting for you to say that!
The guards quickly let them through after hearing Naimi's words. Some of the passersby outside craned their necks to see what was going on, but the windows of the flying car were all closed, and they couldn't see who was inside.
Fleka had just fallen asleep when he heard his beloved nephew shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Uncle Fatty! Uncle Fatty! My dear Uncle Fleka, your smart, cute, handsome, and charming nephew is here to see you! "
Right now, Fleka really wanted to throw his "smart, cute, handsome, and charming nephew" into the toilet.
"He's calling his soul!" Fleka covered his ears and rolled on the bed. Unfortunately for him, Naimi was too familiar with this place, and the servants didn't stop him at all. Therefore, Fleka's desire to get some rest couldn't be fulfilled.
Fleka sat up in his pajamas and swayed to the door in a daze. When he opened the door, he saw the people standing outside.
He blinked and blinked again. Fleka yelled and jumped to his feet, the fat on his face jiggling like waves.
"It really is you, kid!"
"Hello, we meet again." Silin said.
Fleka pushed aside Naimi who was the closest to the door and strode toward Cillin. He completely ignored the four royal descendants who were standing at the side. Then, Fleka patted Silin's body hard and squeezed Silin's arm. He grinned and said, "Heh, I knew I wasn't dreaming!"
Naimi's face twitched. My dear uncle, I'm your nephew, your blood! How dare you ignore the smart, cute, handsome, and charming nephew standing in front of you!
That being said, Naimi was even more curious about Silin now. Although this uncle of his was kind, he wouldn't show his true feelings on his face. However, even an idiot could tell that this uncle was genuinely happy about Silin's arrival. Didn't he push his own nephew to the side?
"Uncle Fatty, do you … know each other?" Naimi looked at Fleka and Silin before sweeping his gaze across Gen Xingming and the others.
"Yes, we're old friends! Hehe, it's been a long time since we last met, so we should have a good chat. What a coincidence, I have some business to take care of together, so I don't have to worry so much with you around. What a timely rain! "Fleka dragged Silin and ran towards the workshop.
Naimi was incredibly shocked by Fleka's words. He didn't even have time to digest Fleka's words before he saw Fleka running towards the workshop in his pajamas. It was common knowledge that Fleka would change into his work clothes every time he went to the workshop because it was dirty and radioactive.
"Hey, Uncle Fatty! You're still wearing your pajamas! "Naimi ran towards Fleka and stopped him.
In the end, Fleka didn't change into his work clothes, but he didn't enter the workshop either. After all, there were other guests here, and they were all royal guests no less. It was only right and proper for him to leave them behind.
He invited Gen Xingming and the others to rest in the workshop and listened to their reason for coming here.
"A flying car, huh …" Fleka paused for a moment before continuing, "Of course I can make a flying car for you, but I absolutely don't have the time right now. You should've heard about this from Naimi."
Gen Xingming and the others nodded in understanding.
"If I want to build a flying car, I'll have to wait until after the 'Winds of Freedom' race. Moreover, I'll have to postpone it for some time after the race. That's because after every race, I'll have to conduct a statistical analysis on the performance of several models and their performances in the race. Then, I'll absorb the models that are worth developing and modify the existing models …"
Gen Xingming and the others couldn't wait any longer, but they couldn't say anything. Fleka was already giving them enough face by telling them all this. If it were anyone else, Fleka would've pushed it back again and again even if he put on a smiling face. That was why they had to endure Fleka's promise even if the deadline had to be pushed back.
"But Silin, you don't need me to design a flying car, do you? You should be able to do a great job with your abilities … Hey, why don't we design one together? "
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