This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 242 Demolition

Ye Qing shook the teacup gently.

At this moment, he finally understood why Uncle Jiang abandoned the driver training system of the Light Year Project and insisted on rebuilding a Light Year Project.

"A real racer?"

Thinking of this, he sent a message to Han Yu.

[Han Yu, you don't need to trick Liuhua into moving bricks at the construction site anymore. I have a way to solve your funding problem. Take a look at the contract first.]

"My offer is a podium finish at the next race. If you have any difficulties, tell me and I'll help you solve them."

After a while, he received a reply from Han Yu.

[Foster father, please accept my humble respect!]

"..."

Ye Qing always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence. Of course, it might also be because his surname was not Cao.

"Of course we have to compete, but..."

He looked at the broken tea leaves shaking in the cup, and his heart began to fluctuate.

Although he had made up his mind, he still didn't know how to explain it to his father or how to give an explanation to Uncle Chen.

"Jianxue, I...oh my god! How could you eat so fast? Leave some for me!"

In order to deal with his father's affairs, he had been in the toilet the whole time when Jiang Wuyang was treating everyone to a meal, and now he was almost starving to death.

"It would be a waste if you don't eat it... Leave the pig ears to me and this banana is for you."

Jian Xue sucked on her pig's trotter and said, "Ye Qing, your phone is ringing."

Ye Qing put down the pig's trotter, glanced at the name 'Chen Shuo', and his muscles tensed up again.

"Jianxue, if you come to pick me up, just tell me I have a stomachache and am... forget it."

He stood up, took the phone and answered the call.

It has never been his character to escape, and he always has to give an explanation. Thinking of Uncle Chen's unhappy look, he took a deep breath and his expression gradually became solemn.

"Uncle Chen, don't worry, it's settled."

After saying that, he quickly turned off the microphone and looked at Jian Xue: "Uncle Chen doesn't have a heart disease, right?"

Seeing Jian Xue shaking her head, Ye Qing felt relieved immediately.

"Ask the S-League officials what they say... Don't worry, for the sake of Nimbus, I will go through fire and water, no matter what! Even if it means mountains of swords and seas of fire..."

Chen Shuo's face darkened when he heard this.

He is indeed my father. His words are so effective.

Ye Qing's tone changed.

"It's not that serious. Anyway, thank you very much for this time."

Hearing Ye Qing, who was always rigorous and reliable, say this, he immediately relaxed.

He knew that Jiuyuan Group and Jiang Wuyang had paid so much for the competition and would not stop easily, but as long as the next game of the Light Year Project was postponed to after the S game, then everything would turn around.

"Wuyang, things outside the track are not as simple as you think."

By the time the competition resumes, the project resolution within the Light Cycle may no longer be there.

Thinking of this, he sat up suddenly and couldn't help laughing, and his phone fell to the ground with a click.

"I wonder what Wu Yang's expression will be when he hears tomorrow that the S-League match has been postponed?"

He picked up his phone, edited a scheduled text message, and waited to send it at ten o'clock tomorrow morning when the competition rules were announced.

Wuyang, let me teach you a lesson: never think you've won outside the racetrack.

Then, he suddenly remembered Ye Qinghe's words.

'We shareholders are actually more optimistic about your project'...

He lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his red eyes, recalling the S3 era and chuckling.

"Wuyang, now you have no choice but to work with me."

……

"Shuozi, now you have no choice but to work with me."

Jiang Wuyang stood in front of the window, looking at the dawn in the east, recalling the S3 era and chuckling.

Then he looked out the window and saw the racers doing their spontaneous morning exercises, and suddenly he felt the air become fresher.

"One day, one day, our Xia Nation will return to the podium of the World Championship."

"Aran, watch carefully."

Then he put on his coat and strode towards the center of the Lightyear Project base.

As he walked, he said to the WeChat group, "Everyone, mentor team members, get ready! The official documents for the S League have been reviewed and approved and will be issued on time at 10 o'clock."

"The moment the official S-League team announces the competition schedule, we'll announce the competition format as we agreed last night! We'll train students in batches!"

"Today is June 6th! The competition must be completed before the 10th! Everyone, get up!"

"Hey, where's the director? Hurry and set up the camera crew!"

Then he looked at the rising sun in the sky and a smile appeared on his face.

After this game, many things may change. Zhou Yun's modified parts will take advantage of the favorable conditions and spread all over the country, and even all over the world.

Perhaps next season, or the season after, modifying the structure of the mecha girl will no longer be a difficult task.

"Young people, go ahead and try your luck. We old guys are here to support you."

"The competition, which has been delayed for two weeks, can finally begin."

……

"Brothers! The competition here has been delayed for two weeks, and it can finally begin!"

Looking at the sudden update of the Lightyear Project Weibo, Ning Yuan was so moved that tears filled his eyes and streamed down his face.

"I've been waiting for so long! I've been waiting for so long! Finally!"

If you don’t start now, I’ll have millions of followers!

After all, he is the only one on the entire Internet who has the street records of Death Star’s debut in Jingyun City, and he can always get the internal competition information of the Yunyi team.

Somehow he became Zhou Yun's biggest fan.

What happened to the tire theft? Who the hell did it? What format will the next round be?

Do you know how terrifying it is to receive hundreds of thousands of private messages urging you to update your work?

"Lightyear Project! If you guys don't come out soon, I won't have any videos to update!"

The most important thing is...

[Faced with the 'Zhou Yun Game Theory' proposed by Kunlun's head coach, has Zhou Yun found a solution?]

[Yes, it is said that Sanshan, Dianyun, and even the Hunter Team’s Weibo have written many methods to fight against strong game players]

[And Zhou Yun's drifting flaws are so obvious, can he hold up in the next race?]

Han Yu's car stunts are pretty impressive...

[I am a mecha girl, offering a pair of underwear as a sacrifice, and begging for enlightenment from the God of Drift]

Looking at the chaotic comments in the live broadcast room, Ning Yuan opened a bottle of milk and took a big gulp.

"Brothers, I, Ning, admit that Sun Chengcheng's theory is brilliant, but when have you ever seen Death Star fight an unprepared battle?"

"In the next match, a certain extraterritorial evil god might come up with some new tricks... Wait."

Ning Yuan looked at the line of small words updated on the official website of the S League, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"The next match...is it a B-level match?"

"Look, the S League just approved the hosting of a B-level competition, and there's only one company that can host a B-level competition in the near future..."

[Fuck, is this such a big deal?]

Can the Jackdaw survive the spiritual pressure fluctuations of a B-rank competition? If the players continue to use the strategy of rejecting the game, Zhou Yun will be restricted in every way.

[By the way, can drifting be included in B-class competitions? ]

"B-level competition..."

Ning Yuan was about to say something when he saw the Lightyear Project's logo flash on the live broadcast website.

"Dear children and girls, long time no see, I am Jiang Wuyang."

"How was Children's Day?"

In the camera, Jiang Wuyang smiled and pointed behind him.

"Did you hear that sound behind me? Wall-dong, wall-dong."

"That's the sound we use to call all the contestants. I wonder what their expressions will be like when they learn the format of the next game?"

"Wall-dong..."

"Wall-dong..."

"All contestants, please proceed to the Lightyear Project Plaza immediately!"

"The new competition format will be announced soon. All contestants, please proceed to the Lightyear Project Plaza immediately!"

"Wall-dong..."

"Ah~"

Zhou Yun and Lao Ye looked at each other and saw that the other was at a loss.

On the other side, Jiang Xiyue, whose novel was banned, had already collapsed on the ground and was in a deep sleep, muttering to herself.

"Why is the Thunder God so difficult to deal with? The Great Shift of the Universe isn't that difficult to learn..."

Old Ye tilted his neck and said speechlessly, "This isn't just a transformation of three structures. This is clearly three combinations of hundreds of parts. The difficulty is exponentially increasing."

Zhou Yun poured a bottle of mineral water on his face, patted the thick stack of drawings on the table, and his eyes rolled around.

"If I hadn't activated Maple Mode, it would have taken me at least a week to draw this modification blueprint... but I finally got it done."

"Thor, Thor, don't sleep. Help me put away the blueprints. Now we can move the boat around freely... Oh, Old Ye, did you hear anything?"

Jiang Xiyue, who was sleeping on the ground, muttered to herself.

"It seems that the competition rules have been made public, and we are being asked to come over." As soon as the words fell, the three people present were startled. Jiang Xiyue jumped and hit Zhou Yun's chin.

"Ouch……"

Before he could cry out in pain, Zhou Yun hurriedly said, "Old Ye, quickly send the blueprints to the processing factory for customization. By the way, let Jiuyuan customize the print set. Jackdaw, Thunder God, let's go."

He had only taken a few steps when he seemed to kick something. Before he could look, he was hit on the chin again.

Garland yelled, rubbing her head.

"Ah, I didn't sleep! I didn't sleep! I think I was supposed to host today..."

"I'll be there right now, please don't deduct my salary! Thor still depends on me for support!"

……

"what……"

"..."

Jiang Wuyang looked down at his watch and his expression became very embarrassed.

Where is the host?

Where have you gone!

Otherwise, would it be my turn to act awkwardly here?
On the other side, Lin Qinglei stood behind the camera, looking at the scattered players on the field, and felt puzzled.

Where is Zhou Yun?
Where have you gone!

Didn’t we agree to have the new design drawings ready this morning?

The competition starts on the 15th, and there are only 5 days left for the Higanbana Research Lab!

Feeling anxious, she accidentally made eye contact with Jiang Wuyang in the field.

She couldn't help but say in her heart, Oh no!

"Next, there will be someone from Jiuyuan..."

Just when Jiang Wuyang was about to hand over the hosting task to Lin Qinglei, Hua Huan rushed into the host seat with a mess on her head.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

"Hello everyone, do you remember me? I'm the host, Hua Lei. I'm sorry, my sister Lei Shen can't appear at the moment, but you will be able to see her soon!"

"I know, I know, everyone must be very concerned about the format of the next game."

"But before the mentor group members are announced, I want to keep you in suspense..."

Hua Huan held up the microphone, looked at the camera with a smile, and said with a smile: "Let's distribute the mysterious Jiuyuan gift pack first."

"Ding ding ding ding... wash basin, towel, happy brushing for the machine girl."

"A set of tickets to the Reiatsu Hot Springs! A set of quick repair services for the mecha girl!"

"Also, you can choose a B-class engine module and a talent engraving."

"..."

"..."

Zhou Yun and Jiang Xiyue, who had just arrived, fell silent.

It turns out this is Jiuyuan’s surprise!
How come I'm not surprised at all?

"Please register your mecha girls here. We at Jiuyuan will prepare a B-class engine module for you in advance..."

After hearing Hua Huan's words, the Thunder God, who had been standing silently behind Zhou Yun, had a shining light in his eyes.

Zhou Yun smiled and took the Thunder God's hand.

"Let's go, Thor."

At the same time, Lin Qinglei also received a message from Manager Ye. After learning that the modification drawings had been completed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked up and smiled as she watched the contestants register one by one.

The B-level modules of the Linye tribe are too rare and time-consuming to create, unlike other tribes which have ready-made ones.

So after deciding to hold the B-level competition, they were in a dilemma for a long time. They thought that Zhou Yun and two other mecha girls should have no problem playing.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yun finally decided to use Thor.

She looked around the square and vaguely saw several investors of the Lightyear Project paying close attention, and smiled slightly in her heart.

"This B-level competition determines the reliability of the Jiuyuan Seal Collection."

"Zhou Yun, as for whether your modified structure is reliable, it depends on your performance on the track."

"B-class endurance race... this is no simple test."

Jiang Wuyang walked up to the stage and looked at the contestants below. When his eyes fell on his daughter who had the same hairstyle as Huahuan, his gaze narrowed slightly.

What did you two do last night!

"Everyone, please look. This is the B-level competition qualification certificate issued by the S-League Tournament Committee."

"Next, we will announce the format for the next competition. Please invite the mentor team to the stage."

Yuan Kai stepped forward, facing the contestants below, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, and began to mutter.

"We discussed and decided last night that since the S-League schedule is approaching, the next game will be the last game of the first phase of the Lightyear Project."

"The competition is a Class B endurance race. The competitors will be divided into two rounds, competing on the track for 20 hours, with only an hour and a half of rest in between."

"In the first 10 hours, ten 'leaders' will compete to become the champions in the next competition."

"And for those who didn't reach the top, unfortunately, your journey to Kyoto ends here."

"I know that the brutal endurance race format is a bit beyond the scope for all of you newbies, but don't worry, our instructors will give you a loving education..."

Chen Shuo widened his eyes, staring through the TV in the chairman's office at Ye Qing, who was a little hesitant in the middle of the scene, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

This, I, this, I...

Ye Qing, didn’t you say it was done?

How come all the documents from the S-League competition team have arrived?

"Ye Qing, I didn't expect that a guy like you with thick eyebrows and big eyes would actually...fuck!"

He clutched his chest tightly with his hands and took several deep breaths before he finally overcame the dizziness.

"Damn, I almost had a heart attack."

There was no way to stop the game now, so he thought about what to do next, his brows gradually furrowed.

"Oh my god, if Wu Yang saw that text message of mine, wouldn't he laugh to death?"

Seeing that the clock was about to strike 10 o'clock, he quickly took out his cell phone and quickly flipped to the text message page.

"Ding dong."

【You received a message. 】

Ye Qing: [Uncle Chen, I'm sorry to have to tell you this via a timed MMS. I'm deeply sorry. After careful consideration last night.

I think Uncle Jiang’s decision is correct.

Whether as a member of the Light Cycle or as a mentor of the Lightyear Project, there is no reason for me to stop this game.

But I know that if I tell you, you might take other actions to prevent this match.

In order to ensure the smooth execution of the competition, I had no choice but to resort to this last resort to deceive you that the action has been successful.

Don't worry, I will persuade my father to change his mind, and I also hope that you can carefully consider whether there is a problem with the training of racing drivers for the Light Wheel.

I offer this to you, expressing my deep regret.】

Looking at this long paragraph of text, Chen Shuo suddenly felt a myriad of emotions flooding into his mind, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He rubbed his chest and muttered to himself in a particularly speechless manner: "Silly child, don't you understand the simplest truth?"

"Robo-racing is different from other sports. It's a capital-intensive game! If you don't have the money, you can't even compete, so where will you find the drivers?"

"If the Nimbus collapses, how can we even talk about training new drivers?"

"..."

After a while, Chen Shuo smiled bitterly.

"That's right. You, a kid who has never been poor, may not understand."

Chen Shuo put down his phone and looked up at the halo logo on the ceiling.

"Wuyang, Wuyang...why are you so anxious?"

Even if Ye Qinghe agreed not to withdraw his investment, Guanglun would be dragged down by this project.

You know, there is no market for Zhou Yun’s things now!
That means that the Light Wheel will have to use almost all of its resources and channels to fill this bottomless pit. When the Light Wheel becomes weak...

Haha, will the investors of the Lightyear Project continue to fill the hole, or will they come and make up for it?

"If there were no outsiders, and we relied on ourselves to slowly build it up, there would still be a 10% chance. You're really messing around with this move."

Thinking of this, his cell phone rang again.

Jiang Wuyang: [Shuozi, what the hell are you talking about? Did you do something bad behind my back? Are you teaching me a lesson?]

Jiang Wuyang: [Shuozi, how nice of you to come and help me?]

Chen Shuo's face turned red and purple in an instant.

"My day!"

help you?

Help you remove the light wheel?

Help you use the accumulation of Lightyear Project and its leading position over the years to make wedding dresses for the investors of the Lightyear Project?
Do you understand that this isn't just a matter of paying the bills anymore! Are you trying to dig up the roots of the Nimbus?
"Wu Yang, if you hadn't led them in, I could still tolerate it, but now you're like this..."

Chen Shuo smiled bitterly, and then his eyes gradually became sharp.

"I have no choice but to dismantle your Light Year Project first."

He watched the live broadcast on the TV screen, sorting out the relationships between the various forces that made up the Lightyear Project while tapping his fingers on the table.

"It's difficult to build a tall building, but easy to demolish it. Sometimes, just pulling out a small piece of it can cause the entire building to collapse."

Looking at the densely packed sponsor logos next to the Lightyear Project live broadcast room, he fixed his gaze on the United Tribes, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Wuyang, I'm going to teach you a lesson. Never think you've won outside the racetrack."

(End of this chapter)