This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 226 Mental Explosion

PS: I woke up at 8 o'clock last night, and I have finally finished writing about this game. I didn't expect that I would write words based on the plot. I will broadcast it in three chapters.

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"Han Yu, damn it! Ass, ass..."

Liuhua's tears were streaming down her face. At this moment, her tail wing was half sunken, and the warning lights of various systems on the car body were flashing.

She really didn't expect that Han Yu would be so crazy in order to get out of the Great Wall and achieve a speed that could compete with the jackdaws.

"I was wrong."

"You scumbag! Try to feel how it feels to have your butt blasted by a cannon!"

Han Yu rubbed his nose. Even with the current high synchronization rate, he could still feel the pain in his butt.

Through the spiritual connection, he understood very clearly that Liuhua was actually...

It's pretty cool.

"..."

He was about to say something when a series of alarms brought him back to reality.

[Alert: Tire integrity has dropped to 23%...]

[Alert: Braking system efficiency has decreased by 42%, braking distance has increased...]

[Alert: Vehicle structure is abnormal, aerodynamic effect is reduced...]

Looking at the increasingly chaotic data, he quickly changed his strategy for entering the corner, and only then did he barely fly over the first corner. Then he looked at the flying snowflakes in the rearview mirror, feeling a chill in his heart.

"The rain is falling."

As the temperature drops, the tires become harder and friction decreases.

This made the tires, which had already reached their limit, even worse, and the drop in temperature had little impact on Zhou Yun behind him.

Because Zhou Yun is now in a new running style, he does not really need strong friction assistance.

"I told you not to change the tire, and now what should I do?"

Liuhua's voice sounded very depressed, and Han Yu frowned. Although he had safely passed the exit of the Great Wall and the first bend, he was still in the lead for the time being.

But given Jackdaw's advantage and Zhou Yun's character, he will take action at the next corner.

Whether he was on the inside or outside, he would lose and be overtaken within four turns.

How to do?
As the next bend got closer and closer, the roar of the engine behind him became louder and louder, and gradually, the pressure began to surge into his mind step by step.

This feeling, like the King of Hell demanding his life, came in waves, drowning Han Yu's breath.

"If it were Zhou Yun, what would he do in this situation?"

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. Raindrops fell slowly from the sky, splashing water on the hood bit by bit, and his thoughts became faster and faster.

Yes, the answer is obvious.

Zhou Yun will take the initiative to attack.

"Then come on."

Raindrops fell slantingly from both sides of the car body, splashing on the wide wheel hubs, and turned into several strings of rain curtains with other raindrops and fell towards the tires.

Immediately afterwards, the high temperature of the brake pad exploded into a cloud of water mist.

The mist passed through the flowers generated by spiritual pressure, cutting Liuhua's taillights into a hazy and fragmented state.

As the wipers swayed left and right, Zhou Yun was somewhat surprised to find that Han Yu's route was somewhat different from what he expected.

"Has it slowed down? Can't you handle it?"

He quickly stepped on the brakes to the bottom, stopping the Jackdaw in the jet state abruptly. The tires began to rub against the muddy road surface, raising a sparse curtain of water.

A ready-made opportunity, don't rush to grab it.

When the front of the Jackdaw's car was aimed at the virtual racing line in his mind, the tires flashed with light, suddenly pressed against the ground, and then began to twist.

However, just when the front of his car was aimed at the inside line, he saw that Han Yu did not stop drifting, but made an inertial turn using the previous drift.

"No, this kid..."

The road ahead was blocked by the rear end of Liuhua's car, and an indescribable sense of excitement surged from Zhou Yun's heart.

"Are you actually trying to seize control of the track?"

Han Yu began to actively create "flaws" to force him to lose the initiative in the next two turns, thereby slowing down his offensive pace.

"It's getting interesting."

Why did Boya break his string?
It’s because it’s hard to find a soulmate.

Training as a racing driver requires talent, resources and years of hard work, but very few people can actually reach the point of fighting for control of the track.

Music that is too high-brow for the masses will always make people feel lonely. The changes brought about by Han Yu made Zhou Yun feel pleasantly surprised.

It was as if the strongest King of Glory player had waited for more than eight hours and finally found an opponent.

He has so much to say!
"Then try and see if you can understand it!"

The sound of rain grew louder, and the commentator's voice became more excited. "What a wonderful inertial drift! Han Yu used continuous drifting to successfully block Zhou Yun's way again!"

"But his own line also became abnormal, and there was a fear that he would lose control at the next corner. Both sides began a fierce battle for the racing line..."

"On the other hand, Jiang Xiyue broke through one position again. At this time, she has broken the world record, running 490 kilometers on a single tire during the race! What a crazy data!"

On the command platform, listening to the commentator's report, Ye Qing smiled in his heart.

Xiyue always manages to do some outrageous things quietly, such as secretly falling in love with Lingyu in the novel.

For example, like now, during the normal competition process, some records that seem to be unrelated are refreshed.

But what made him happier was Han Yu's growth.

He and Zhou Yun had exactly the same feeling of suddenly having a friend with whom they could communicate freely.

"That's right! In this situation, the only way to survive is to take the initiative."

"but……"

He excitedly picked up the headset and said into the channel, "But Han Yu, pay attention. Although you have affected Zhou Yun's control, you haven't put sustained pressure on him. At best, it's just a provocation."

"So by the time you enter the fifth turn, you won't be able to hold on and will definitely lose. And he's constantly forcing you to increase your braking distance and wear out your brake pads."

"The current situation is that he's not anxious, but you are. You have to find a way to make him anxious..."

"Think carefully, where is Zhou Yun's weakness? His weakness is the same as yours!"

The sound of rain is getting heavier.

As the intense and exciting game unfolded on the track, everyone present was deeply concerned.

Thor sat on the edge of the maintenance room, pinching the corners of his clothes with his hands and listening to the speakers in the audience.

"We're about to enter the gravel section! Han Yu's condition is getting worse and worse, and his speed is starting to drop significantly. It seems that the performance of the brake pads is nearing the end."

"Zhou Yun's condition was no worse. The Jackdaw's overall speed began to decline, and he made many serious mistakes in his new running style. The jet flow even broke down in the first two corners."

"It seems both players' mechas have reached the final stage! They're just waiting to enter the maintenance station to regroup before a new round of competition..."

After hearing the commentary, Thor jumped out of his seat and looked in the direction of the Great Wall Circuit.

"Everything is ready, Zhou Yun is about to enter the maintenance station!"

Ye Qing also put down the headset and breathed a sigh of relief.

This round of competition ended in a draw.

If Zhou Yun's brake pads hadn't given up first, Han Yu would still have lost.

But now, we have finally won the right to fight for the final victory.

At this moment, his cell phone rang again. Looking at the caller ID of 'Uncle Chen', he sighed helplessly.

Seeing this, Jian Xue grabbed his phone and said with a smile, "Let me tell you."

Ye Qing shook his head speechlessly: "Isn't even the attitude of 'silence' okay?"

After saying that, he snatched the phone back from Jian Xue's hand: "Let me do it."

"Jiang Xiyue has broken through again! But her speed has dropped by 20% overall! Her condition is also very bad..."

Listening to the commentary, Chen Shuo's tone was quite inappropriate.

"What did you say? Do you understand the current situation?" At this point, the situation was completely out of his control. If Jiang Xiyue confirmed her return to Team 1, and Jiang Wuyang came up with a new proposal...

What awaits him will be a complete loss, including the loss of control over shareholders, supervision over the club's finances, and obedience from middle and senior management.

Moreover, Jiang Wuyang's new project is full of problems, and Guanglun has almost no initiative.

It's like a train ticket to take Nimbus off the altar.

What made him most uncomfortable was that Ye Qing, who used to stand firmly by his side, was no longer on his side.

"Ye Qing, I know it's hard for you to accept it emotionally, but you've been with Guang Lun through so many difficulties, so you should understand the situation..."

Ye Qing interrupted Chen Shuo directly: "Uncle Chen, why can't you trust the racing driver?"

"Ye Qing, of course I believe it. In this way, you don't need to participate in the process. You just need to agree. You don't want to disappoint your father, do you?"

Looking at the frost flashing on the Great Wall racetrack in the rain and listening to the roar of the engine gradually approaching, Ye Qing's fists gradually clenched.

He turned his head and looked at Jian Xue beside him, and Jian Xue nodded to him.

Ye Qing made a decision in an instant: "When have I never disappointed him?"

"Uncle Chen, if you really do this, I will stop the competition immediately and let the S-League team participate in a thorough investigation. Uncle Chen, you don't want to bring shame to Nimbus, right?"

Chen Shuo's breathing stopped for a moment.

Ye Qing is a kid who never jokes.

He means business.

"Uncle Chen, that's all I have to say. Stop insulting racers, okay?"

After saying that, the phone was hung up with a bang.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone and looking at Han Yu who rushed into the maintenance passage first, Chen Shuo slowly put down his hand, his eyes full of confusion.

After a long while, his heart started pounding.

Oh shit.

The mentality explodes!
"This rain is coming at a really bad time. What's wrong with the weather forecast? Didn't it say light rain?"

Jiang Bin looked at the sky speechlessly, then turned to look at Jiang Wuyang: "What are you laughing at?"

To be honest, Jiang Wuyang didn't know what he was laughing at at this moment.

Intellectually and emotionally, he hopes that Zhou Yun and his daughter Xiyue will win the game and take home the honor.

But on another level, intellectually and emotionally, he also hopes that his students Han Yu and Bi Chen can break through themselves and grab the only throne on the podium.

So when he saw Han Yu's progress, he felt both excited and disappointed.

This indescribable chaotic emotion enveloped him, making him feel a little at a loss, but also a little bit of enjoyment.

"Thirty-six and a half laps in, and Jiang Xiyue is still persisting on the track! She's not trying to complete 36 laps, the entire 53 kilometers, on one set of tires, is she?"

"No way, she wouldn't really think so!"

The commentator said in a tone of disbelief, "It seems that even more insane than her current stats is her heart, which is on par with her teammates."

"On the other side, Han Yu entered the maintenance tunnel first, with Zhou Yun following closely behind him."

"Honestly speaking, judging from Death Star's racing career, this should be the first time he has encountered an opponent who can fight with him for two laps."

"Maybe Han Yu can actually fulfill his pre-match declaration and snatch his idol's trophy."

Listening to the hoarse voice of the commentator, Jiang Wuyang tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers, looked down at the caller ID on his phone, and then watched the tire changing scene in the maintenance tunnel.

"Shuozi, what's the matter?"

Chen Shuo's tone on the phone was quite anxious: "I'm here to negotiate, Wu Yang, time is tight. Your project is good, but you also need insurance, right?"

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if the Yunyue Group failed? Right? Listen to my conditions. They will benefit everyone..."

Listening to the voice on the phone, Jiang Wuyang was stunned for a while.

Unexpectedly, for the first time in so many years, he heard his old friend admit defeat, and then he calmed down.

"Shuozi, this is quite interesting, but forget it."

After not being on the track for so many years, he was a little confused about things outside the track.

This is racing.

Admittedly, those operations and those financial numbers are important.

But the racing industry is supported by generations of racers who dare to challenge their limits. As long as there are such drivers on the track, we will never lose.

Thinking of this, he hung up the phone with Chen Shuo.

“Leave it all to the racing.”

"Xiyue has overtaken another person. Although Jiang Xiyue's tire is in danger, she is still trying her best to break through!"

The commentator excitedly said, "She's very good at dealing with this kind of multi-round skill blockade. She cleverly used the gaps between the two sets of skill exchanges to get behind the tenth place!"

"I wonder if she can pull off that miracle and complete the entire race on a single set of tires?"

The commentator's voice was like a knife, cutting into Chen Shuo's mind.

He listened to the busy tone on his phone again, and the confusion in his eyes could no longer be dispelled.

Oh shit.

My mentality is completely broken!
The raindrops pounded on the roof of the maintenance house and flowed into the sewer through the drainage ditch on the roof.

Mixed with the rain was the roar of the engine.

Looking at the flower fields spreading bit by bit in the maintenance passage ahead, Lei Shen said apologetically, "I can't beat the deadline. Sorry, Zhou Yun."

"It's okay, Thor. He doesn't need to replace the entire brake system. He just needs to change the brake pads. It's no better than normal."

Zhou Yun said in a relaxed tone: "Don't worry, there are still 17 laps to go."

Then he looked at the flowing flowers that were gradually getting smaller at the end of the track, listened to the tinkling sounds in his ears, and a smile emerged in his heart.

At the beginning, he came up with this tactic just to send Xiyue to the podium, and he would do his best to ensure that he was in the top ten.

This way, he could take revenge on Chen Shuo, the fraudster from northern Myanmar, and also keep himself qualified to compete for track points later.

But he didn't expect that once he got on the track, his desire would grow and he couldn't stop.

"Jackdaw, this is the last set of tires."

The jackdaw nodded and said, "Yeah."

"We've already secured our track points. With our current ranking, we're qualified to compete for the final 'King' treatment no matter what."

"Ah."

Jackdaw's breathing sounded a little excited, she already knew what Zhou Yun wanted to say.

"Jackdaw, I've already given Xiyue the individual championship trophy as a team-joining gift, but do you want the team championship trophy?"

"Of course!" Jackdaw said with a smile, and began to imagine her holding the raccoon on the podium and Zhou Yun holding her.

Damn, there's no place to put the trophy.

Feeling the emotions coming through the spiritual connection, Zhou Yun smiled.

The daily points difference is 11 points. If he wants to get the team trophy, he needs to take the qualifying position away from the Korean second small.

Now, Han Yu is the starting player, which means there is an extra delay of almost 20 seconds, and in order to protect his tire, he has to abandon the drift flow in the early stage.

Han Yu will definitely try his best to increase the distance. With the poor cornering performance of the Jackdaw under normal running style, he probably won't be able to catch up too far.

During the final drift phase, the Jackdaw's brake pads only lasted about two and a half to three and a half revolutions...

Is the winner determined in three rounds?

"Zhou Yun! We can start now!"

Thor quickly removed the parking sign and then gave a thumbs-up.

The Jackdaw's engine roared to life instantly.

Zhou Yun pulled up the gear lever and slowly drove the Jackdaw out of the maintenance passage.

The commentator grabbed a sip of pear juice, moistened his throat as the track situation gradually became clearer.

The decisive battle has begun.

(End of this chapter)