This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 190 The Lightyear Project Begins

After squatting next to the Great Wall tower and finding a shady place, Zhou Yun lowered his head and carefully checked the content of the competition.

[The Light Year Project contestants will go through four qualifying rounds over the course of a month and a half...]

Jackdaw squatted beside him, supporting his chin with both hands, staring at Zhou Yun with a smile.

"Zhou Yun, I heard the Great Wall has a history of over 2,000 years. Is that true?"

Zhou Yun flipped through the competition rules and replied, "Well, it existed before the Qin Dynasty, and every dynasty since then has expanded and renovated it..."

[The first round will be a brutal elimination match, and the players will have to complete the modification within a limited time]

Jackdaw sighed.

"It's amazing! Winterhold of our Night Clan has been around for so long. Behind the Iron Throne where my eldest sister sits is written two thousand years ago."

"By the way, when I have time I'll teach you how to write the word Zhou Yun in Ji Niang's language, okay?"

Zhou Yun said casually, "Okay."

Jackdaw smiled contentedly, then she stood up and stroked the bricks on the city wall with both hands, looking at the traces of time on them, and her heart vessel swayed slightly.

"Zhou Yun, is there any story behind this Great Sage Qi X's visit here?"

Zhou Yun stared at his phone, his brows furrowed slightly. "Are we going to eliminate so many in the first round... What do you mean by 'just visited here'?"

He turned his head, looked at the words on the bricks beside him, and quickly stood up.

"Let's go! It would be bad if people mistakenly think we carved it!"

After a while, Zhou Yun, holding a crow on his left hand, a bell in his right hand, and fireflies following behind him, arrived at the foot of the Great Wall.

He looked at the clear sky and felt speechless.

"Why is it still D-rank in the first round?"

"But this competition system... Jiang Wuyang is really cruel."

……

"As expected of a competition system that Jiang Wuyang helped formulate, it's so exciting right from the start?"

Bi Chen put down his phone, took off his gloves, and shouted into his Bluetooth headset, "Han Yu! Stop practicing! The rules for the tryouts have been revealed!"

"Han Yu? Where is he?"

He hurried to the side of the track and looked towards the end of it.

He saw a blue-green shadow floating horizontally in front of him. White smoke continued to rise from the rear wheels of Liuhua, and the headlights flashed in the white smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the rear end of Liuhua's car began to straighten up, and after a period of swaying back and forth, the car body slowly stopped.

"Oh my god, you really managed to do it?"

He also practiced drifting these two days.

Although some experts have fully figured out the process of drifting, this type of driving skill is really too difficult to master.

It’s not just because drifting subverts the driver’s inherent cognition, but also because this operation is too anti-girly!

He tried several times but couldn't find the key. Unexpectedly, Han Yu succeeded.

"It's still far behind. It can't be compared with Zhou Yun."

Han Yu got out of the car and took off his helmet while saying, "After drifting, the jolt of the rear end returning to center was too strong. The tires seemed to be vibrating, and the revs couldn't be increased..."

As he summarized the problems, he felt emotional in his heart.

Why, why didn’t Liuhua spit out?

It is said that Zhou Yun’s first drift made the driver vomit, so why couldn’t he do it?
Is the gap between drivers so big?
Bi Chen felt that Han Yu's expression was suspicious of legitimate pretense, and he suddenly felt like he was being manipulated, so he punched him.

"Ha, are you crazy? You really have to compete with him? You're already much better than those drift beginners on the Internet. They can't even control the front of the car."

"You can already play some D-level games."

Han Yu smiled wryly and shook his head, looking into the distance with a deep gaze: "Zhou Yun has made major modifications to the car in order to drift. The structure is completely different from the car we use."

"I've only found the beginnings of this brand new architecture... Alas, I can't deduce it."

He felt emotional.

Only after entering the Drifting Gate did I realize how terrifying Zhou Yun was.

How did he optimize the car to the extreme, and how did he manage to suck the front of the car into the center of the curve during drifting?

"I have some ideas in mind now. Maybe I can fight Zhou Yun."

He was looking forward to it: "If I could see his modification, even just for a moment, maybe..."

Feeling Han Yu's mentality as a seeker of truth, Bi Chen felt that the thick atmosphere of Versailles was even deeper.

We've been eating skewers and roast duck every day these days, drinking and bragging, chatting and talking. We agreed to relax, but you've secretly done this?
You have been eating and studying these days, so what have I been doing these days?
I, I, I am a pig!

Bi Chen scratched his head speechlessly, then smiled and said, "Speaking of which, guess what the first round of the tryouts will be?"

Without waiting for Han Yu to ask back, he answered.

"Limited time for modification! All contestants must complete the modification and hit the track within six hours using the tools and accessories provided by the Lightyear Project... You might even be lucky enough to see Zhou Yun's modification!"

Listening to Bi Chen's introduction, Han Yu began to think.

Since the S4 era, the racing industry has gradually become more clearly divided into different roles, and many new generation drivers have been nurtured into giant babies by powerful logistics support.

In this first round, the elimination rate will probably be very scary.

"Uncle Jiang is really ruthless. He's going to screen out all the scoundrels in the first round."

……

"That's right, I will filter out all those who are trying to take advantage of the situation and fill in the gaps."

At the Light Year Project training base, Jiang Wuyang sat in the center of the conference room, looking at the people around him from major clubs and racing-related industries, and his words set the tone for the Light Year Project.

In Nimbus, he had had enough!
The driver who had been painstakingly trained and the girl who had tuned up the machine were replaced by the investor's child at the last minute...

As a racing driver, he couldn't understand why, as the times progressed, the racing industry was widely recognized, more people participated, and everything was thriving.

How did it come to this? What should he do?
Fortunately, he doesn't have to think about it now.

Because now he calls the shots!
The people around them started to talk and discuss, and many of them looked a little embarrassed.

Jiang Wuyang knocked on the table with his hand and continued, "I know what you are thinking. Can we leave some room for some drivers to advance a few more rounds..."

"But I'm sorry, this isn't a discussion, it's a notification."

He then smiled and said, "Yesterday, after all my efforts, this qualifier was officially supervised by the S-League Tournament Committee."

Suddenly, the place fell silent.

Those who originally wanted to make some small moves have all given up.

The S-League competition team is in charge, and that is no joke. They have the ability to ban the driver's Heart Contract and fundamentally prohibit the driver from competing!

In other words, this event will be absolutely transparent and open.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wuyang's smile widened.

This time, I really lost face. If it weren't for his title of "world champion", I really wouldn't be able to invite this big Buddha.

He continued tapping the table with his finger. "Everyone, the first round is bound to eliminate more than two-thirds of the drivers. Get ready."

Indeed, drivers of the new era do not need to know how to modify their cars to get good results on the track.

But if you don’t understand, how far can you go?
What kind of tires are suitable for different road surfaces, what kind of damping is used for suspension springs, what structure is affected by the release of spiritual pressure skills, and how is it affected... If you don't even understand these, how can you talk about results?
Drivers don’t have to modify the mechas themselves, but they must know how to do it. This is the bottom line of the Lightyear Project selection.

Jiang Wuyang didn't want to explain this in detail, because he knew that those who understood would understand.

Those who don’t understand are either pretending or their understanding simply doesn’t make sense, so there’s no need to mention it.

"This project isn't charity. With so few resources, not every driver can get a piece of the action. Everyone, if you have no questions, let's get started..."

"Wait." A man stood up. Jiang Wuyang recognized him through the nameplate on his desk. He was the manager of the Lightyear Project's public relations department.

He directly addressed a question that others were deliberately avoiding: "I see your daughter is also in the group..."

Jiang Wuyang suddenly laughed: "Do you think I will be biased?"

"No, since there's an S-League team overseeing it, it must be fair and just, but..."

The PR manager took a deep breath and said sincerely, "We have an old saying in PR: speculation is fact, and emotion is fact."

"Public opinion doesn't care about the truth. Netizens instinctively take things out of context to vent their emotions."

"Our PR role is to issue public crisis warnings. This is the first Lightyear Project selection competition, and it's meant to lay the groundwork for the second and third..."

Seeing Jiang Wuyang's increasingly serious expression, he felt relieved.

How many projects failed due to lack of crisis public relations or due to the boss’s stupidity?

As a loyal fan of Mecha Girl Racing, he also doesn't want the Lightyear Project to fail because of this little thing.

"So from now on, we should avoid these crises and eliminate them before they become apparent."

"Therefore, I hope you can avoid the following mistakes in the next game."

These words moved Jiang Wuyang.

For the first Light Year Project, he traveled all over the country. As long as the first one was successful and a driver with excellent results in the S race emerged, the project could be repeated.

With one session after another, I believe that there will be more and more outstanding drivers in Xiaguo in the future.

For the sake of his original intention, he really couldn't fall into the trap when it came to his daughter.

"Go on, I'm listening carefully."

Then the public relations manager began to report one by one.

Jiang Wuyang nodded as he listened, and the meeting ended with reports and discussions.

After everyone left, he sorted out the documents and walked to the corner of the conference room.

He looked at Qingluan, who was snoring loudly in the chair with a magazine covering her face, and kicked her helplessly with her legs.

"You were quiet just now, but you're snoring now? Stop pretending to be asleep. You've been listening the whole time."

Qingluan tore off the newspaper on her face, looked at Jiang Wuyang and rolled her eyes, and an alarm sounded in her heart.

trouble!

It’s so troublesome!

Can't you just let me sleep until the Lightyear Project is over?
She asked jokingly, "You're really willing to do that. Are you sure you want to cut ties with Xiyue in this competition?"

"Ha, what the hell can I do? I have responsibilities."

Jiang Wuyang sighed, then smiled and said, "She chose the path of racing herself. I believe she can handle it. How can I not be at ease with my daughter?"

Looking at the undisguised pride on Jiang Wuyang's face, Qingluan sat up with a helpless look on her face.

"Don't give me that. You're looking for me at this time just to ask me to look after Xiyue."

After his secret was exposed, Jiang Wuyang sat down and looked out the window, his face calm and his breath still: "Since you said so..."

"Okay, don't worry."

After saying that, Qingluan threw the magazine at Jiang Wuyang and turned away.

Looking at Qingluan's back, Jiang Wuyang sighed in his heart.

The conflict between Chen Shuo and him is becoming more and more intense. The light wheel has been torn into that state, and it is likely to get worse in the future.

If my daughter continues to stay in the light wheel before the winner is decided, it will be a waste of time.

Then, the memories of the S3 era began to replay in his mind, and a feeling of fatigue washed over him.

"Shuozi, you've been running for so long, how come you forgot why you started the engine?"

"If the reason isn't there, what's the point of running for so long or so far?"

……

The Lightyear Project's base is located outside the Fifth Ring Road, on the edge of the Racing City.

The base has just been completed and looks like a hemisphere covered with thorns. It looks like the Sydney Opera House from a distance and half a durian from up close.

"Wow, wow, this..."

Looking at the building in front of her that had risen from the ground in just three months, Yin Ling was immediately amazed.

After a while, Feng Ying also exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh my God! Zhou Yun, Zhou Yun, look, good..."

"How shameless!"

"Isn't this the Higanbana Research Center?"

Zhou Yun was carrying a suitcase and looking at the identical building, and was also shocked for a moment.

He looked the 'half durian' up and down and said speechlessly, "Did they use a design template? Could it be that Jiu Yuan contracted the project?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the side: "Yes, you guessed it right. This project is the contractor hired by Jiuyuan Company."

“Because of the tight deadline, the contractor used the same template.”

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhou Yun turned his head: "Thor, you... hey, who are you?"

"Wreath?" Jackdaw said in surprise when he saw the newcomer. "Are you waiting here for us?"

United Garland looked at Jackdaw's surprised face and felt very happy.

Jackdaw's personality makes him a natural supporting actor!
She smiled and said, "Of course, you forgot, I said I would give you a gift next time we meet."

"I've custom-made an aluminum alloy shell for this gift. It's currently being CNC-machined at the factory. It should arrive tomorrow. I'll keep you in suspense for now."

Jackdaw picked it up with both hands and nodded excitedly, "I want the anodized one!"

"Don't worry, I knew you wanted this, and I've arranged it for you."

After saying that, Hualei pulled out two large bottles of fruit vitamin C milk tea from behind her back and gave them to the two little ones: "Here, Jackdaw's new friends, this is the new Kyoto flavor mixed with 93 gasoline!"

"Wow, you're so nice."

"Would you like to join our Thunderbolt Invincible Tornado, the cool and awesome band?"

Hua Huan was stunned: "What?"

After several mecha girls introduced themselves, Hua Huan turned her head and looked at Zhou Yun.

"You are the Jackdaw's spiritual bond, right? I heard you are very powerful?"

Yinling put her arm around Huahuan's shoulders and proudly introduced the owner of her team.

"He's so powerful, he can make any mecha girl vomit!"

"..." Zhou Yun couldn't help but want to give Yin Ling a knife, but he held back.

"I have a gift for you too."

Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "I still have a gift?"

"Of course, Jackdaw said that you are her closest and most beloved person, so wait."

Garland ran into the building and then dragged out a large box.