Crack —
The last robot was cleaved in half from top to bottom.
White Night withdrew his blade of light. He wasn't wearing a protective suit like Sula and the others, but he didn't seem to feel the cold at all just like the robots.
Sula and her companions performed basic first aid on their wounded teammates. After confirming that their lives were no longer in danger, Sula walked up to White Night.
"Why are you here?"
White Night shot her a glance before kicking the chopped robots to a corner. He said expressionlessly, "Teacher Guan."
Sula looked surprised for a moment before understanding dawned on her. As expected, she couldn't hide anything from Guan Feng.
"Thanks. You're the only one?"
Sula had just asked this question when she saw a snowy white wolf over a hundred and fifty centimeters tall running toward her. It didn't look disheveled even though it was running in the middle of a snowy field. Instead, it exuded a kind of murderous elegance. When one looked into its eyes, they would discover that it was a proud wolf. It was as if it was giving you a lot of face just by looking you in the eye.
"Ruble?! Who's with you?! " Sula was truly shocked when she saw the snow wolf. She had no idea how these people were alerted. What on earth was Guan Feng thinking?!
"What on earth happened? Why are you …" Sula looked at White Night.
White Night put on a protective suit and said in a low voice, "It's so cold."
Sula: "..." So you can feel the cold after all!
White Night was a human too. He wasn't a beast covered in thick fur like Ruble, and he wasn't a robot either. It was just that wearing a thermal suit, protective suit, and breathing mask would affect his movements, and White Night didn't like to be restrained. That was why he didn't put on the protective suit until he was done with the robots.
Ruble was still holding something in its mouth. It was something it had taken out of a robot's head. It ran to White Night and spat it out, saying, "So hard, much harder than before."
The robots Sula and her team had encountered were only a small part of them. There were other robots left behind in the glacier zone, so White Night and Ruble split up to chase after them.
Sula shot a glance at Rubu the Snow Wolf who was crouching next to her. That bastard was opening his mouth wide and pulling at the badly deformed skin that he had bitten off from the robot with his claws. Sula asked White Night again, "How many of you are here?"
Bai Ye did not reply. He walked over to the snow wolf that was picking its teeth with its paw and patted its head. "Let's go."
The people around Sula were very angry at White Night's attitude. Although White Night had helped them just now, he was still a very irritating person. He was about to step forward and say something when Sula stopped him. Sula shook her head and motioned for him not to do so. She knew White Night's way of doing things.
"Let's leave for now. The situation has changed. Let's contact our superiors and see if there are any new instructions. Oh right, let's collect the remains of those robots as well. They might be useful," Sula said.
When Silin drove the flying car past the glacier, he noticed that there was no one there anymore. Both White Night and Sula had already left, and the place where the battle had taken place was buried in snow. At first glance, there was no trace of the battle, but there was a very long crack on an iceberg next to it. It was a testament to the battle that had taken place here.
"Naimi, you drive," Silin said.
"Ah?" Naimi was caught off guard for a moment before he reacted, "Why?"
"I'm tired."
"Oh, but my abilities are limited. I'll probably be overtaken." Naimi knew his limits. Right now, Vege-Fritter was temporarily in first place, but the flying car behind it was still hot on its tail.
"It's fine. Let Vege-Fritter help you."
After that, Silin made a few settings on the control panel. Then, Silin and Naimi's seats changed. Naimi accepted the controls nervously while Vege-Fritter cooperated with him.
After Silin left the driver's seat, he started working on the navigator's analysis panel. His fingers moved swiftly as he typed in a series of characters. At the same time, many small screens popped up on the analysis panel. Every small screen displayed a different thing. Some showed wave frequency analysis, some showed image analysis, and so many lines of data that Naimi's eyes were dazzled.
After a quick glance, Naimi turned his attention away from Silin and focused on driving.
Silin had deduced a lot of things through the analysis device installed on Vege-Fritter. He knew that the robots had appeared here, and he had located the place where they appeared. He had taken video clips from the media and the Sizer Family's surveillance cameras and processed them, and he saw the crack on the iceberg. Other than that, Silin had also located the place where the snow wolves had chased after the robots.
So Sula and the others had come here to deal with Black Viper's robots? There were a lot of details that Silin didn't understand, but there was one thing that Silin was clear about. He had sensed the robots at the rainforest earlier, and they had appeared again during this circuit. That meant that they would definitely appear in the rest of the circuits as well. He didn't know if Sula and the others could stop the robots though.
While Silin was analyzing, Naimi had already started sprinting. The circuit was almost over. It was nightfall when they arrived at the glacier circuit. Now that the circuit was almost over, the sky was starting to brighten up.
Although Naimi had tried his best, he still wasn't as good as the veterans at adapting to the minute changes in the environment. However, thanks to the advantage Silin had created at the front, their score wasn't bad at all. They were in second place. The first place of this circuit was Lightning's Crescent Moon. Aero's flying shuttle was in third place, and Spearhead's flying blade was in fourth place.
After the fourth segment ended, there weren't many flying cars that stopped for maintenance. The next segment was a vast desert.
The fourth circuit and the fifth circuit could be said to be polar opposites, but it just so happened that the unique terrain and environment had created such a unique circuit.
The flying car was still greeted by a sea of white after it charged out of the glacier. Even though it had flown a long way out of the glacier, it was still white from the window.
However, when you looked at the temperature displayed on the car, you would notice that the temperature outside wasn't like the glacier at all. It was about the same temperature as the human body.
The white was all sand. White sand. The white sand zone was a transition zone between the glacier and the desert. White sand was everywhere in this zone, but the temperature wasn't as high as the center of the desert. It could be said that the temperature here was comfortable, and the air humidity wasn't too low either.
"Do you want to switch, Silin?" Naimi asked. To be honest, although he had made a small mistake during the sprint and didn't get first place, Naimi's interest had been piqued. He really didn't want to switch at the moment. Being a racer was much more exciting than being a navigator.
"No need. Continue."
Silin's words delighted Naimi. "Don't worry, I'll do my best!"
As they continued to fly, the white sand gradually turned into yellow sand. The temperature outside also rose sharply. It wasn't too bad inside the flying car since it had a thermostat, but it wouldn't take long before they turned into dried corpses.
He couldn't help but sigh at the tenacity of the natural world. Silin saw some animals moving through the sand on the car's display. They were so small, so tenacious, and they didn't rely on any machines. They relied on their own adaptability and ability to evolve.
Hmm?
Silin finally noticed an unusual ripple from the analysis screen. It was an unusual ripple that belonged to the robots. It was similar to machine language, but it was disrupted so he couldn't understand what it was trying to say. Silin tried to locate it, but he discovered that he couldn't pinpoint its exact location. It could be the robots' own interference, or it could be someone else's interference. Either way, there were robots there.
It was exactly because he had seen what those robots were capable of that Silin wasn't in the mood to pay attention to the race at all. What was the point of racing if he was going to die?
Fleck had seen Vege-Fritter's blueprints before, and Naimi was guarding Vege-Fritter while Cillin was assembling it. However, neither of them knew that Vege-Fritter was actually equipped with a very hidden weapon system. It was a relatively independent weapon system that was protected by multiple passwords.
Right now, Silin was activating this weapon system again. The weapon system wouldn't affect Naimi's driving much after it was activated, and he didn't even realize that another dangerous program had been activated on the flying car.
Since Fleka's materials were limited, and the production cost was also limited, the weapon system on Vege-Fritter couldn't really do anything to the robots. It could only buy them some time.
Silin still had some weapons in his ring, including the Purgatory Thunder Snake K and related bullets.
He sucked in a deep breath. He couldn't place all his hopes on Sula and the others. Silin had to plan a way out for himself.
Naimi was a member of the Sizer Family, and he was getting better and better at driving after the initial awkwardness. He might not be as good as Silin, but he wasn't far from it. Coupled with Vege-Fritter's own smart controls, the four flying cars were still in the lead.
To most people, this was already a miracle. An outdated car model, an eye-popping antique "Vege-Fritter", had shone enough and won enough recognition in the last four circuits. Of course, only those who knew the ropes would know that not everyone could drive a Vege-Fritter to this level.
While Silin was getting ready to deal with the robots, the abnormal fluctuations on one of the analysis screens suddenly stopped. It was as if the robots didn't exist at all.
Silin stared at the screen for two seconds. Then, he swiftly tapped on the other screens to analyze the abnormal fluctuations. In the end, he performed multiple comparisons between the analysis results on the screens, and the result he got was that the robots in the area he had circled earlier were really gone. There were some tiny mechanical fluctuations in other parts of the desert, but they were all far away from the core.
Or rather, something must have happened to the robots in the area Silin circled on the screen. They were either killed by Sula and the others, or someone else. The rest of the robots had fled into the distance.
Who could it be?
As he got closer and closer to the coordinates Silin had circled, Silin paid more and more attention to the changes in this area. He stared closely at the screens in front of him. If a mechanical fluctuation appeared on these screens, Silin would have to respond immediately even if he had to forfeit the race.
The good news was that he didn't detect any mechanical fluctuations here. Instead, there were signs of organic life. It wasn't a native species of the desert, but an alien species. However, because the other party had a jamming device, Silin couldn't confirm who or what the other party was.
That being said, Silin wasn't as nervous as he was before. The other party had probably killed the robots. If it wasn't Sula and the others, then it was someone else. At the very least, it couldn't be an enemy force.
The desert was filled with flying sand, and it was impossible to see what was going on outside through normal vision. However, Silin could still see a round object not far away from the track through the sandstorm. It was about two meters in diameter. The sandstorm had almost buried it completely, but the parts that were exposed were gradually showing scales.
After the flying car had flown away, Cillin also vaguely saw the round ball shake off the sand after they had flown away and roll towards a certain direction.
It was at a sandstone area in the desert.
The tall sandstone blocked the vicious light barrier, and the temperature in the shadow was much lower. Moreover, there was no violent sandstorm here.
There was a person lying in a narrow crevice. The person was wearing a sun hat, and the brim of the hat was pulled down low to block the small amount of sand that was rolling towards them. His clothes were tattered. It was hard to tell if they were from a fight or torn by himself, but it was probably both.
The person was using his arms as a pillow, his legs crossed and swaying leisurely. The half-rolled up pants on his thighs swayed with his movements like rags. He looked very relaxed.
Not far away from the sandstone, the sand pushed by the wind had buried something. However, it wasn't completely submerged yet. An object at a small corner reflected the light and shone with a metallic luster. If one listened closely, they could even hear the tiny buzzing of electricity underneath the sand. However, the buzzing grew weaker and weaker until it completely stopped.
Glug glug glug.
A spiky ball rolled over. It was the round ball that Silin had seen before.
The ball got stuck when it rolled into the crevice. Then, it rolled back a bit and charged into the crevice again, only to get stuck again. After a few tries, it finally gave up. If it tried to force its way in like this, it would probably topple over all the sandstones in this area.
The spiky ball finally stretched out and revealed its full appearance.
It was an armadillo lizard nearly five meters long.
After stretching its whole body, the armadillo lizard shook off the sand and stones on its body and swaggered into the crevice. It wasn't stuck now.
"Fang Fang, everything went well. We can start by hand now!" the armadillo lizard said to the person sleeping inside.
The person called Fang Fang let out a long sigh, as if he was regretting that his leisure time was over. He raised his finger to push the brim of his hat up, revealing a pair of small, narrow eyes under the hat. He glanced at the armadillo lizard that had crawled in, then yawned, stood up slowly, and stretched again.
"Let's go. Hand by hand."
The man and the lizard walked out of the stone area and into the sandstorm. It didn't take long for them to arrive at a small sand dune that wasn't too high.
The man raised his hand and patted a part of the sand dune, shouting, "Open the door, we're back. The sandstorm outside is so strong!"
The patting didn't sound like the patting of a sand dune. As the man patted the "sand dune", the layer of sand outside was blown away by the wind, revealing a shell that looked no different from yellow sand. It was the shell of a spaceplane. However, the camouflage, color, material, and sand covered the surface of the spaceplane made it look like a small sand dune.
The man shouted and patted for a long time before the spaceplane's hatch finally opened. The man and the lizard entered the spaceplane, and the hatch quickly closed behind them.
Inside the spaceplane's cockpit, a little girl who looked to be about seven or eight years old was playing a game. She didn't react to the man and the lizard's entrance at all. Her eyes were fixed on the game screen, and her hands were moving nonstop.
It was a driving game, a flying car game developed by the Sizer Company not long ago.
When the armadillo lizard was about to lie down and rest, the little girl finally spoke up, "Armadillo, you brought in a lot of pollutants again! You'll be responsible for cleaning the spaceplane next time! "
The armadillo lizard Armadillo's crouching motion froze, and then the huge scales on its body that looked like armor almost exploded.
"Why?! I was the one who cleaned up the spaceplane last time! "
"It's your fault that you didn't shake off the sand when you came in." The little girl's eyes were still fixed on the screen, but her words were directed at the armadillo lizard Armadillo.
Armadillo rolled his eyes, then raised his tail and pointed at the person lying weakly on the chair. He said to the little girl, "Nikki, I want to report that guy Fang Fang was slacking off today, and I did almost all the work. Look, a piece of scale on my tail was shaved off, and my tail was almost cut off!"
The person who was lying on the chair sprang up and pointed at his ragged clothes and trousers that were already in the shape of tassels. He complained in an aggrieved tone, "Nonsense! Look at me, these are all traces of battle! I almost ran around naked! You have to help me, Big Sis Nikki! You have to give me a raise this time! "
It was strange that a young man who looked to be in his twenties would call a little girl who looked to be seven or eight years old "big sis".
Nikki snorted while playing the game. "Chi Lafang, Armadillo, you two clean the spaceplane together next time."
"You're wrong! I'm serious! I'm really working hard! Look at my sincere eyes if you don't believe me! "Chi Lafang moved closer to Nikki and pointed at his own eyes.
The little girl finally put down the game in front of her and turned to look at Chi Lafang. She tried hard to find the "sincerity" in his eyes, which were as thin as a thread even when his eyes were open. Then, she came to a conclusion, "Your eye ulcers are particularly prominent today."
Chi Lafang didn't feel awkward when he heard this. Instead, he raised a finger and touched the inner corner of his eye. "That's right! I've worked so hard on this hot day that my eyes are dry and tired. Hmm, they might even get inflamed, or maybe they're already inflamed. It's not easy for me! I need a raise, I need a raise, and a holiday too! It'd be best if I could get a reimbursement for my travel expenses! "
Armadillo, who was resting on his stomach, twitched his tail and buried his head in silence.
After a moment of silence, Chi Lafang suddenly stared at Nikki's pointy ears and said, "Hey, Big Sis Nikki, you're already thirty-five? You were thirty-four just a while ago, how come you're thirty-five now? "
Nikki's ears were sharper than most people's, and there was a ring of teeth around her ears. The number of teeth represented her actual age.
Chi Lafang's exclamation was followed by a "thump" inside the spaceplane, followed by Chi Lafang's scream.
The desert circuit went relatively smoothly, and Cillin's team was still in the top four. Naimi was incredibly excited, and his nervousness was nowhere near as intense as before. He had picked up his speed as well, but he was still defeated by a centimeter despite being in a good condition. The third place was Aero's flying car, the second place was Lightning's Crescent Moon, and the first place was Spearhead's Flying Blade.
Five out of seven stages of the race had passed, and the final score of the top four was as follows: Aero's flying shuttle 150 points, Lightning's Crescent Moon 145 points, Silin's Vege-Fritter 145 points, and Spearhead's Flying Blade 140 points.
There wasn't much of a difference between the four cars, and anyone could've won the race. There were still two more circuits to go, and no one could tell what would happen next.
Naimi looked a little depressed after exiting the fifth circuit. Moreover, he had maintained a high level of nervousness and concentration, so he was severely dehydrated and exhausted after the race.
Right now, Naimi admired Silin more than just a little. After all, he had only flown one circuit, and Silin had flown four. If a racer had to maintain this level of concentration and concentration in every circuit, then the racer was truly a capable person. In fact, Naimi suspected that the reason why there was a driver and a navigator was partly due to the fact that not everyone could drive from start to finish. This was a long-distance race, and those who didn't have the ability or tenacity to participate in it would only suffer even if they did.
Naimi had participated in long-distance races before, but his competitiveness was limited, and the difficulties he encountered weren't too big. That was why he was able to persevere. But now that he was participating in the Winds of Freedom, he could only sigh. He needed more experience. In the past, Naimi and a bunch of noble children would drive their flying cars from one circuit to the next on the safe road. At the time, he thought that it was so easy. Isn't it just driving a flying car? Isn't it just a long-distance race?
Bullshit!
Naimi insisted on stopping his flying car at the repair point. After that, he sighed emotionally at Silin and told him his thoughts.
"It's fine, Silin. You do it. I'm not good enough yet."
Silin thinks for a moment. "Alright, I'll take over from here."
Silin and the others weren't the only ones who went to the repair point for repairs. Almost every flying car that had completed the fifth circuit had to go to the repair point for repairs. The sixth circuit was an underwater circuit, and it would be suicide to fly into the sea if something happened to a flying car. The rescue team wouldn't be able to arrive in time every time, so it was better to be safe than sorry.
The repair point was where Spearhead's motorcade was. Since the top four cars were leading the pack, the other cars were still lagging behind a little. Tobia and the others hadn't arrived yet when the flying car arrived at the repair point.
The person in charge of Spearhead's repair point was busy ordering people to perform an emergency repair on their flying car. Inside the car, Dagny, the current captain of Spearhead, was chatting with his navigator teammate.
"Something's wrong with that Vege-Fritter. It's still fast, but it doesn't give me the same thrilling feeling," the navigator said.
Dagny nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it's like it's a completely different person …"
Suddenly, both of them recalled that the navigator of that flying car was Naimi of the Sizer Family. Naimi was young, but he had participated in many flying car races. He might not have participated in a big race like the Winds of Freedom, but at the very least he had the experience. Piloting a flying car wasn't a problem at all!
"So you're saying that the young master of the Sizer Family, Naimi, is that it?"
"It should be him."
"But Dani, do you think the driver will change back to the kid who drove before in the next two most crucial stages?"
"It's possible. No, it's very possible. He'll definitely switch back if he's not injured again. We need to work harder. That guy's just too crazy."
Similar conversations were taking place in Aero and Lightning's cars. Everyone was thinking about the switch at the same time.
The last two circuits were the decisive sprint of the race...
"Let's go!"
The four flying cars arrived at the repair point at about the same time, and the maintenance time was almost the same. The only difference was that Naimi's car was a little behind the others, so he was a little behind when he was done with the repairs. But it was just a little.
When the four flying cars left, there were still more flying cars that arrived one after another. This was the gap between the four of them.
The cursor that drew the flight path extended diagonally from the cliff to the side and then disappeared into the sea. The four flying cars had already adjusted the parameters and relevant settings before entering the sea, so that the flying cars could move better in the sea.
Vege-Fritter's scale-shaped propulsion system was also activated. However, it was in underwater mode right now, and its propeller had been switched to a different gear to greatly reduce the water's resistance.
The most troublesome part of the journey was running into those big guys. Although they had cleaned up the area before the race, there was no telling if those big guys would come after them. Moreover, the flying cars weren't flying in the deep sea, so the chances of them running into those big guys weren't very high.
Speaking of which, they had run into similar situations in the past. If they ran into those big guys in the sea, they couldn't fight them head-on. The only way to avoid them was to waste some time, and even if that time was very short, one second was more than enough for the flying car in front of them to leave them in the dust.
The sea was beautiful. There weren't many industrial facilities on this planet, and there wasn't much man-made pollution. Coral reefs were everywhere, and all kinds of strange little fish and underwater animals looked very lively. The sea wasn't quiet at all. In fact, it was quite lively.
Silin didn't forget to look at the scenery in the sea while he was driving. For him, this kind of scenery always stirred up an uncontrollable emotion.
Countless colorful underwater characters existed together, and the coral reefs looked like a carnival. It was rare for Silin to see such a beautiful and natural living system.
Swaying like a flower, or solid as a rock, the corals are the playground and home of these sea creatures.
A giant sea turtle was swinging its front limbs leisurely; a giant grouper was swinging its tail clumsily and letting the little fish clean the parasites in its mouth; a goby and a bulldozer shrimp were working together, one as a bodyguard, the other as a cave builder, and they were sharing the same home...
This was what Silin saw. Every time he saw something like this, Silin would always think back to the era when people talked about these things like myths on TV. After walking out of the planet, Cillin saw a lot of 'mythical' scenes. They were all purely natural, natural scenes, and not man-made or heavily made up with technology. However, there were some people who would never be able to see these things again.
Naimi was shocked because Silin had opened up three viewports. One was showing the situation at the front of the race track, one was showing the coral reefs not far away, and the last one was showing a wave pattern that he couldn't understand.
It was exactly because Naimi had driven the car himself that he was so shocked right now. Three viewports! Silin, you can't do three things at once!
Every time a flying car brushed past a big fish, Naimi's breathing would slow down a beat.
Really …. You really make people worry too much!
While Silin was driving, observing the underwater world and paying attention to the unusual waves, on the other side of the sea, the coast.
As the waves rolled toward the beach, a figure emerged from the water and slowly walked up to the beach.
The person was still covered in scales, and some of them were broken. Blue blood was still flowing out of the wounds that weren't serious, but they quickly scabbed over. After leaving the water, the person shook his arm and grabbed the thing he had taken out of the robot's head.
The person walked up to the shore while cursing. The scales on his body gradually disappeared, and he looked more or less like a human. Fortunately, there was no one here, and no one would see this strange person walking naked on the beach.
After looking around and making sure that there was no one around, the strange person took out a communicator out of nowhere. He didn't turn on the image projection, and only communicated with his voice.
"Hey, it's me, Sediya. I'm done here … Yeah, I know, no one noticed me … I know, I know, I have to pay attention to my image, right? Do I look like that kind of person to run around naked? Don't push the blame on me for the immoral things … Yes, I took the best sample, I'll send it to you later … Sigh, it's nothing much, just a few cuts, deep to the bone, and a lot of blood. I'll definitely get a raise this time … I'm not lying, really! Didn't you notice that Hagrid is unusually blue today … "
This time, Cillin didn't notice any abnormal fluctuations in the machine language, so the sixth circuit went pretty smoothly. If you ignored the giant octopus they encountered in the middle of the circuit, and the giant school of fish that appeared out of nowhere during the second half of the circuit, which was most likely a group of sharks that had teased them together, then everything went pretty smoothly.
When the Vege-Fritter that looked like it had been injected with steroids charged out of the sea and ended the circuit, the people in the three flying cars behind it thought at the same time: As expected, that racer is back.
"Alright! This is the last circuit, Silin! Let's do it! " Naimi was so excited that he couldn't sit still. He was just a young man in his early twenties, so how could he keep his cool at a time like this?
Naimi scratched his head when he saw that Silin was still looking as dead as ever. Compared to him, Silin looked like a much older person. They were obviously about the same age, so why was there such a huge difference between them?
This time, he didn't stop. The flying car didn't need to go to the maintenance station for repairs, and Silin already had a general idea of what to do with Black Viper's robot. He wasn't as worried and cautious as he was before, so he decided to end this quickly.
Cillin opened all the scaly thrusters and moved his hands swiftly across the control panel. Naimi reflexively tightened his grip on his seat when he saw Cillin's reaction. His experience at the beginning of the circuit was so deep that it was no wonder he reacted like this.
After thinking for a moment, Naimi stuffed a potion into his mouth for the first time since the start of the race. He had a feeling that it would be very embarrassing if he didn't do this.
The reality was more or less the same as Naimi thought. The last circuit was filled with rocks, and crashing into a mountain wasn't like crashing into a sand dune. Crashing into a mountain was probably the end of the race.
The closer they got to the end of the race, the more careful they had to be, or all their previous efforts would be for naught.
The sky had turned dark again, and this made flying through the rocks even more difficult. Moreover, some of the light markers on the track would circle around the mountain, so the flying car would have to circle around the mountain a few times. If it wasn't handled properly, the best case scenario would be crashing into a protruding part of the mountain, and the worst case scenario would be crashing into the mountain and destroying both the driver and the car.
The closer they got to the mountain, the shorter the flight path, and the greater the risk they had to bear. It was a technical job.
That was why Naimi's heart almost jumped out of his throat every time he saw the flying car almost brush past the protruding mountain. Not only that, it kept happening again and again. Naimi checked the data again and discovered that the flying car was less than five millimeters away from the protruding mountain.
There were plenty of people who could achieve this under normal circumstances, but this was a race. Moreover, Silin's driving speed was as fast as he had been at the beginning of the circuit.
Naimi felt like he was about to faint. He also felt nauseous. Was this the legendary carsickness? The Sizer Family would definitely laugh their heads off if they found out about this. A member of the Sizer Family actually got carsick? Bullshit, right?!
Naimi wasn't the only one who thought it was ridiculous. The other flying cars behind him were also in disbelief. Who would've thought that someone would be bold enough to fly through the last circuit at such a speed? Was he trying to sprint, or was he trying to die?!
Every time Cillin flew the flying car over a mountain, the people who stayed at the finishing point would celebrate once.
Although it was already night time, the image on the giant screen had been processed. Every flying car was marked with an eye-catching fluorescent label, so everyone could see the silver fluorescent light that flashed by was the "Vege-Fritter".
Gen Xingming was yelling "Charge harder" and "faster" at the top of his lungs. He didn't care if Silin could hear him or not. The people around Gen Xingming didn't care how many times Gen Xingming yelled "that's my bro" either. It was like a night of revelry.
Brielles stared at the giant screen at the center of the circuit for a long time before letting out a low chuckle and shaking his head.
The people around him didn't know what Brielles was thinking, but they all knew that Brielles, Naimi, and a kid had made a bet, and it looked like the antique "Vege-Fritter" was going to win this race. If that was the case, Brielles would lose a hundred million MB.
A hundred million … that was several years' worth of pocket money for them. If they lost, they would have to go begging.
It was only natural that they would be in a bad mood after losing so much money. That was why no one dared to speak carelessly for fear that they'd run into the muzzle of a gun.
Brielles suddenly rose to his feet, causing the people around him to shiver a little. But he didn't pay them any attention. Instead, he said to a servant beside him, "Prepare the money."
"What about the general …"
"I'll talk to him."
"Yes, young master."
Brielles waved the others away after he was done talking about the money. Then, he walked into his personal lounge and turned on his communicator.
It didn't take long for the image of a person that both Silin and Bel were very familiar with to appear on the communicator — Nuhatch Tousen.
"What's wrong? Is there something you need me to clean up after you again?" Tousen looked a little travel-worn in his military uniform, but he looked very energetic. He had probably just returned from training or a mission.
Brielles smiled and said, "I lost money today, brother."
Tousen was very familiar with his younger brother's words by now. He asked carelessly while cleaning the dust off his clothes, "How much did you lose?"
"A hundred million."
"That's not a lot … How much?!" Tousen crushed the cleaner in his hand with a crack, the veins on his forehead bulging.
"A hundred million MB."
Tousen sucked in a deep breath. This won't do. I really want to kill that little bastard right now.
Deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths.
When he finally got his emotions under control, Tousen suppressed his anger and said, "Do you think our family does business like the Sizer family?! You lost a hundred million on a car race?! Do you think a hundred million is easy to earn? Do you know how much allowance I get from the military? Do you know how much I get even if I'm a dangerous person?! Do you know … "
Tousen suddenly realized that something was wrong after he said a series of "do you know your brother", "do you know our father", "do you know our family". In the past, the little bastard would've cut him off impatiently with a wave of his hand, but today … something was very, very wrong.
Tousen looked at his younger brother carefully. Although it was only a video, it was enough to see Brielles's abnormality clearly.
"Are you … being bullied?" Tousen asked tentatively. Money was money, and it could be earned back after it was spent. However, being bullied was not an option. It was a matter of a man's dignity. In his mother's words, it was a matter of a growing up young man's mentality. Not to mention a young man whose mental development was already somewhat abnormal.
Brielles shook his head and smiled. "No, I've just thought it through a little."
He had always thought that his brother and father's refusal to let him drive a warship was just an excuse. Brielles always thought that warships were warships, and flying cars were flying cars. How could they compare to a warship? A flying car was like a coward that could only stay on its own planet, and a warship was a hero. That was why Brielles had never had a good attitude toward flying cars. Even his attitude toward Naimi, a member of the Sizer Family, was unpleasant.
But now, after watching a race like this, Brielles felt like he had rediscovered something. He felt like time had stopped because of his own speed. It was like he had returned to the first time he saw a warship fly. It wasn't the flying car's fault, it was himself.
If he continued to muddle along like this, he might end up like this for the rest of his life. He might end up watching others fly from the stands for the rest of his life.
Far away at the 23rd MR, Tousen suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body. What did he just hear? Did his little bastard brother just say that he had "thought it through"?
What the hell!
"Y-you're watching that flying car race right now, aren't you? Don't think too much, and don't do anything stupid. Just stay there and wait for me! "
Tousen clicked off the communicator and contacted the people around him immediately. They were the people his father had sent to protect Brielles, but they didn't learn anything important from them. Tousen told them to keep an eye on Brielles and not let him do anything stupid.
After contacting the people around Brielles, Tousen immediately contacted his father at the imperial capital. The first thing he said was, "Dad, bad news, Brielles said he thought it through!"
"What?! What happened to that kid?! Send someone over to stop him from doing anything stupid! "
… …
Brielles stared blankly at the disconnected communicator. Shouldn't he be happy that he had thought it through? Why was his brother looking at him like he was about to commit suicide?
Deafening cheers were already echoing from outside. Brielles turned off the communicator after checking the message he had received. He then summoned his servants and subordinates and left the cheering venue.
No matter how loud the cheers were, the stage was always someone else's. If he couldn't walk out of someone else's stage and live under someone else's stage, he would never be able to take a step forward.
… …
Gen Xingming stepped over the people in front of him the moment Silin's flying car crossed the finish line.
In order to avoid the audience's excessive enthusiasm, Silin drove his flying car to a special parking lot. He saw Gen Xingming running toward him excitedly the moment he stepped out of the door. Bel and Ulaganuo were following closely behind him. Silin was about to greet them when he saw Sula's figure.
Sula made a gesture and gestured for Silin to come over. Silin nodded and received the fist-like congratulations from Gen Xingming and the others. After that, Silin excused himself and said that he had something to attend to.
Gen Xingming didn't give Silin a hard time after he saw Sula and the others waiting at the side. He let Silin pass for now.
After Silin left, Gen Xingming and the others turned their attention to Naimi who was still in the car.
"Hey, Naimi, come out and see what's going on. I can't calm the violent excitement in my blood even if I shout three times!"
"Yeah, Naimi, come out now. Let's go party!"
"Naimi, go receive your award, receive your award! Put on your shiny dress and go for a walk outside! "
Naimi looked up when he heard the chatter outside the car. His face was still a little pale, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.
"I want to go party too, but my legs are numb after sitting in the car for so long! Let me catch my breath first. I'm not a robot like Silin. "
It wasn't that his legs were numb, but his legs were weak. However, Naimi couldn't say it out loud. The numbness in his scalp reminded him of the thrilling feeling of escaping from between the teeth of the devil in the stories. If he hadn't taken the medicine beforehand, he probably would've fainted already.
On the other side, Sula led Silin to a room. "Black Viper's men did come here this time, and we've come to help you under orders. However, the one who truly helped you is your teacher, Guan Feng."
Silin saw a couple of unfamiliar faces and two animals when he pushed open the door.
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