They were so excited that all they wanted to do was take Vege-Fritter out for a spin. They completely forgot about the time it would take to do so, and how they were going to fill their stomachs during that time.
However, the good thing was that some small herbivores and some wild fruits could be found in the mountainous areas. Other than the quadrennial competition, there were not many people walking around the planet. Therefore, many resources were preserved in their original state, and the species were quite rich.
Silin and Naimi found a valley and stopped the car to look for food. There was a simple multi-stage heating device on the car that could cook the food. They didn't bring any condiments, so they could only find some spices and condiments from the plants around them that would stimulate the taste buds and make the food easier to swallow.
There were rules against starting fires in places with abundant plants. Not only that, it didn't matter if you were using a heating device, a microwave device, a laser device, or any other kind of heating device to create a large area of fire. If you were caught doing so, you would be punished or even disqualified from the tournament.
Silin and Naimi didn't plan to make it too complicated. All they needed to do was eat some food and replenish their energy.
"Someone's coming. Three flying cars, seven people." Vege-Fritter suddenly said. A projection appeared on its screen and showed them the distance between the three flying cars.
"They must've noticed us too. They're obviously flying towards us." Naimi said while stuffing meat into his mouth.
Silin hadn't asked Vege-Fritter to turn invisible, so it wasn't surprising that they were discovered.
The three flying cars didn't have the logo of a racing team that Cillin knew of. They looked more like private flying cars, and their appearance was ostentatious with some wavy peaks. They looked mighty, but they weren't suitable for racing. They were custom-made flying cars, and Silin could tell that they were built not long ago. They were probably the new cars of some noble scion.
As the three flying cars got closer and closer, an arrogant voice rang out from the speaker on the black flying car in the lead.
"Haha, am I seeing things? The young master of the Sizer Family is driving an antique Vege-Fritter!"
Naimi felt nauseous the moment he heard the voice, and spat out the meat in his mouth. Very considerately, Vege-Fritter passed a fingernail-sized speaker to Naimi to amplify its voice.
"Ptooey! Do you think driving a flashy car like this will improve your taste? A layman who doesn't even know where the energy coupling device is, even if he's driving the best flying car in the entire Empire, he's still just a layman. A guy who runs like a tortoise doesn't have the right to criticize me! "
The three flying cars stopped about twenty centimeters from the ground, and the people inside jumped down. They were very typical aristocratic children, afraid that others wouldn't know that they were aristocrats. Their expressions were habitually arrogant and disdainful.
"Briles, did you twist your neck? Why are you raising your chin so high? "Naimi snapped at the leader of the group.
Brielles still looked down his nose at Naimi, and it made Silin think that he was Pride of the League of Stars.
Brielles swept a glance at Cillin, and after confirming that he didn't recognize him, he stopped paying attention to him. Brielles had an impression of every upper class descendant of his generation in the empire, but Cillin wasn't on his list. Therefore, Brielles treated Cillin as one of the flatterers behind him.
His gaze moved back to Vege-Fritter, and Brielles snorted. "You've got good taste, aren't you? I can't believe you took out such an antique and paraded it through the streets. I'd be ashamed if I were a member of the Sizer Family."
"The Sizer Family would be ashamed if they had someone like you!" Naimi sat down next to Vege-Fritter and stared back at Brielles with the same disdain.
"You? Isn't the Sizer Family good at flying cars? Why didn't I see you participating in the Winds of Freedom? What's so great about competing in a small race?! "
"Who said I didn't participate in the Winds of Freedom? Which eye of yours saw that? "
"You participated? This time? " Brielles was surprised, but he was just saying it to lower Naimi's morale. It was rare for someone of their status to participate in a large-scale, dangerous race like this without fear. The Sizer Family was actually willing to let Naimi participate? Weren't they afraid that he wouldn't be able to return?
"Put away your pettiness, is there anyone in the world who's afraid of death like you? Tsk. What's with your eyes? You're a coward yourself, but don't think of everyone else as cowards! "
Brielles wasn't angry at Naimi's mockery. Instead, he asked, "Your father actually agreed?"
"Of course!" Naimi said proudly.
Brielles rubbed his chin and rolled his eyes. Then, he pointed at Vege-Fritter and asked, "You want to use it?"
Naimi patted Vege-Fritter and said, "Exactly!"
"Hahahaha …"
Brielles and the people behind him were laughing so hard that they could barely breathe. Cillin didn't react to their unbridled mockery at all. The greatest counterattack was to speak with facts, and when that happened, these bastards would naturally realize just how ridiculously wrong they were.
A moment of silence later, Brielles said, "Heh, Naimi, why don't we make a bet?"
"What kind of bet?" Naimi asked.
"Fifty million MB dollars. Aren't you participating in this race? This money is yours if you can get into the top five. "
"Tch, do you think I'm short of fifty million?" Naimi was stubborn. He didn't have that much pocket money, and this was enough to build another Vege-Fritter. That being said, it was a lie to say that he wasn't tempted. With this fifty million, he could upgrade Vege-Fritter again. He would replace many of its components with better ones and upgrade it from top to bottom.
"Are you going to bet or not?"
"Bet! You think I'm afraid of you?! "
He didn't need to prove anything. They might look like spoiled brats, but they had their own pride and dignity. There was no way they would renege on a verbal bet like this.
Brielles was the first to laugh when he saw Naimi's Vege-Fritter.
Naimi raised an eyebrow and was about to say something when Vege-Fritter suddenly said, "Another flying car is coming. It'll be here in fifteen seconds."
Brielles's laughter came to an abrupt halt. The people behind him didn't quite understand what was going on, but they stopped laughing as well.
Brielles narrowed his eyes in disbelief. He was even more surprised than when he saw the antique Vege-Fritter. They actually installed a super AI system on a racing car! Was Naimi an idiot? Was he insane?! If that was the case, then Naimi was going to lose for sure!
Brielles was just about to say something when the flying car Vege-Fritter was talking about was already approaching them. It took exactly fifteen seconds for it to reach them.
The flying car wasn't as flashy as Brielles and the others', but it was also very novel. It looked like a warblade, one with a blood groove. Of course, it wasn't as long as a warblade, but the first impression people would have upon seeing it was that it was a fierce warblade, a warblade with hidden killing intent that pressed forward with an indomitable will.
The flying car's equipment was pretty good, and almost all of them were the military's top equipment. Cillin didn't need to disassemble it, and with his experience in assembling a flying car, he only needed to glance at a flying car, listen to the sound it made, and feel the friction when it cut through the air to learn some basic information.
Military equipment? Who was the owner of the car? And it was obviously coming for them.
Brielles and Naimi didn't say a word. Although they weren't as professional as Cillin and didn't know as much as he did, the two children who used to travel among the upper nobles had an instinctive feeling that the people inside the flying car weren't simple.
The flying car finally landed, and the door opened like a sword being unsheathed. However, the person who jumped out of the car looked a little out of place.
The people behind Brielles wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare act too carelessly before Brielles made his stance clear.
It was a child who had jumped down from the flying car with an absolutely powerful aura. Cillin even recognized him.
It was Teita.
Behind Teita was a familiar old servant and three bodyguards.
Brielles and Naimi's eyes twitched when they saw Teita. Why is this troublesome little bean here!?
Not long ago, one of the military giants, the Yurong Family, had announced a piece of news. Of course, the news was only spread among the upper nobles, and the lower nobles didn't know about it. That was how everyone learned about Yurong Teita.
He was the Yurong Family's old patriarch's youngest son. Yes, his son. As the saying goes, an old clam gives birth to a pearl. Old patriarch Yurong was very strict with his sons and daughters, but his youngest son was an exception.
Right now, the entire upper nobles of the empire knew that there were two brats they didn't dare to provoke other than the people of the monarch and the three kings. One was Yurong Teita, and the other was Gleason Dodge. Anyone who dared to touch them would be met with great misfortune.
That was why Brielles was filled with regret when Teita showed up. Why did he have to run into such a troublesome person when he came here to argue with Naimi!
In terms of seniority, Teita was one generation older than all of them!
Teita didn't look at anyone else and walked straight toward Silin.
"Silin, why didn't you greet me when you saw me!" That was what he said, but everyone present could see that Teita had no intention of blaming Silin at all. He was obviously happy to see a familiar face as he ran up to Silin.
"Long time no see. Don't you have classes or missions?" Silin asked.
"I just finished a mission my mentor gave me, and he was so happy that he gave me a long vacation so that I can come watch the flying car race! I've been looking forward to it for a long time! I just arrived today, and I didn't expect to run into you. It's nice to have a familiar face, "Teita said happily.
Both Brielles and Naimi thought at the same time: Your mentor is giving you a backdoor! There's no way those old foxes who don't look like role models can't tell that you can't control your emotions! Who dares to make you unhappy?!
"Hey, what were you guys talking about just now?" Teita asked curiously.
Silin looked at Brielles and Naimi.
Brielles opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. The person behind him thought that Brielles was too lazy to speak, and was about to answer for Brielles when Brielles noticed and elbowed him in the stomach. His face contorted in pain and he swallowed the words he was about to say.
When the others saw this, how could they not understand what Brielles meant? They all obediently shut their mouths.
Teita then looked at Naimi. Naimi smiled stiffly. He really didn't know how to deal with this troublesome person.
"We just made a bet," Naimi said.
"What bet?"
After listening to Naimi's explanation, Teita looked at Silin, "You're in the same team as him?"
Silin nodded, "Yes."
"Heh, alright then, I'll participate as well! I bet that you'll win! "
Brielles' smile was a little stiff. Fuck, what the hell is a child messing around with an adult's business! If Naimi and Naimi really lose, you'll definitely pull a long face and we'll be the unlucky ones! Although it's just a scolding from my parents, it's still an undeserved calamity!
Brielles didn't want to stay here even a second longer, so he made up an excuse and ran as fast as he could with his lackeys.
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