This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 245 A Target

With the announcement of the third stage competition system of the Lightyear Project, the Internet was suddenly as lively as if Dongfeng Express had delivered a thousand flowers.

Blasted.

Blast through!
[Holy crap! A B-class competition, and an endurance race! The Lightyear Project is really going big!]

[Just the B-level competition modules for the players must be quite expensive, right? I heard that Jiuyuan Company spent a fortune to get a B-level module from the May Tribe, and they're just giving it away like that?]

[This gift is really generous. How can I get an offer from Jiuyuan Company?]

The comments under the Lightyear Project Weibo are still densely populated, with too many voices expressing a unified tendency.

"Can you start the competition for me tomorrow?"

Han Yu held the helmet and looked at the urging voices on the Internet that sounded like mad dogs possessed by demons. He put on the helmet with a smile and turned to look at Liuhua who was lying on the ground pretending to be a dead body.

"Liuhua, didn't you hear what Brother Ye said? Our Huabei is saved! We don't have to eat steamed buns soaked in chili sauce anymore!"

"Hurry, let's do another set. I don't believe we can't fly the car!"

B-Class Endurance Race, here I come!
"Liuhua? Liuhua?"

"..."

Liuhua didn't say anything, just looked at the sky and silently shed tears.

Drifting, speeding, you also want to try drifting and performing acrobatics, you must be a devil!

"This palace is scrapped. Burn paper if you have any questions."

"Wake up, Liuhua, youth is fleeting!"

After Han Yu pulled the trigger several times, he was about to take out his cell phone and burn some paper, but when he saw the notification bar on his cell phone, his brows furrowed tightly.

"What the hell is going on here? This is outrageous."

"Hey, Bi Chen? What the hell are you sending me? Holy shit, someone signed a joint letter? Is that even possible?"

"Shit, something's going to happen."

……

In the small garden outside the Higanbana Research Institute, the sunlight was just right, neither too hot nor too gentle as it shone on Thor's face.

Thor held the blueprint storage bucket in both hands. Although he had no expression on his face, his eyes were looking forward with a sharp gaze.

Happy (￣︶￣)!

So happy (￣︶￣)!

The exclusive print set was customized successfully, and she can go to participate in the competition!
Competition, debut is a B-level competition!

She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have a tense chase with her opponents on the track.
Zhou Yun is so good, I need to work harder and not hold Zhou Yun back.

"Thor! Thor!"

Yinling came to Thor happily, holding two cans of yogurt in her hands.

"Now that you have joined our Yunyi Racing Team and become an official member of our big family, you must pass a background check!"

Having said that, Yinling put on a pair of glasses and her expression suddenly became serious.

"Let me ask you, are you a Southern School Mecha Girl or a Northern School Mecha Girl?"

When he heard the difference between north and south from the mecha girl, Thor suddenly became nervous, lowered his head, and spoke almost word by word.

"I, although I belong to the Northern School, I actually prefer the Southern School..."

Yinling clapped her hands.

"Then you're the Southern Mecha Girl! That's right, the Northern Ice Cream Party are all cunning villains, and only we, the Southern Yogurt Party, should be the orthodox. Thor, we must unite and can't let Rococo act recklessly anymore!"

"She's completely disregarding her dignity just to get more ice cream! Let's unite! Let's demand more yogurt from WMC!"

After saying that, Yinling handed the phone to Lei Shen.

"Come and scan my QR code, let's speak out for the rights of yogurt and Little Raccoon instant noodles!"

Thor looked at the two mecha girls in front of him, and his eyes brightened.

Is this the legendary... team building?

"Actually, I'm from the Butter Pudding faction, a small Southern faction with only two or three people in each generation."

Yinling's mouth suddenly turned into an O shape in shock.

"What? Tell me, tell me! Remember, don't tell Feng Ying."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Thor's mouth. He looked up at the sky and suddenly looked forward to life in Jingyun City.

Happy (￣︶￣)!

"Sorry, the true inheritance is passed down to two people per generation, and it has been passed down to two people in each generation."

[Your initial synchronization rate with Thor +1%...]

[Your initial synchronization rate with Thor +1%...]

[+1%…]

[+1%…]

In the narrow corridor on the second floor of the Higanbana Research Institute, Zhou Yun lowered his head and looked at the Thunder God outside the window.

What are you thinking about? Why are you so happy?
"Fortunately, the United Tribe is our partner. A lot of the stamp set data was tested on Thor. We have experience dealing with the United Tribe's transformation mechanism."

"Otherwise it wouldn't be possible to do it so quickly."

Hearing this, Zhou Yun recalled the feeling of drifting simulation on the B-class runway just now, and his heart began to feel happy.

Although Thor's speed is not as good as Jackdaw's, his anti-stun attribute is just right.

B-level module, so cool!

"The next step will depend on the strength of your factory."

Lin Qinglei looked at the girls playing downstairs, a calm smile rising from her brows.

Although he recently took on the B-level competition alone and gave up more than ten production lines to help Zhou Yun, Jiuyuan was seriously injured.

But fortunately, they have the trump card to win this gamble.

"Tomorrow's first batch should have 60 sheets. This is just a mass production experiment. Once the experiment is qualified, we can prepare more than 300 sheets a day."

Zhou Yun couldn't help but laugh: "It's enough for two endurance games."

Cooperate with Jiuyuan in two words.

So comfortable!
The word "ah" doesn't count.

Lin Qinglei smiled and continued, "By the way, Zhou Yun, there is something I want to tell you."

"There have been changes in the project cooperation with the Light Wheel..."

Listening to Lin Qinglei's description of Jiang Wuyang's situation, Zhou Yun frowned at first, then laughed.

The Lightyear Project's investors are all paying close attention to this competition. They need to show sufficient strength to ensure the success of the entire project. This...

"How is this different from what I originally pursued?"

Zhou Yun smiled and said, "As long as the track dares to open up to me, I will rush to the championship podium regardless of everything."

After saying that, he waved his hand, lowered his head to look at the mecha girl below, and felt as relaxed as if he had been given a suppository.

"'King'? I'm going to take it!"

"No, who came up with this name? Why does it sound like someone who's older than elementary school but younger than middle school?"

Lin Qinglei shrugged.

"I came up with it, do you have any objections?"

"..."

Case solved.

After a moment's silence, they all laughed.

"Okay, then I'll take the girl back to familiarize herself with the track. Let's..."

Having said that, a yellow warning suddenly appeared on the Heart Contract in front of Zhou Yun.

[Official notice from the S-League Tournament Team: Contractor Zhou Yun is requested to bring United Thor back to the Lightyear Project S-League Tournament Team's official residence as soon as possible to await investigation.]

[Contractor Zhou Yun, regarding the match-fixing case you reported, there has been new progress, with a new piece of evidence.]

[Please United Thor return to the official S-League team's residence as soon as possible...]

"???"

"???"

Zhou Yun's face was immediately filled with question marks. What does this mean?
Didn’t he submit evidence jointly with Jiuyuan and the Lightyear Project after the game?
What the hell is happening now?
Seeing Zhou Yun's face twisted into a question mark, Lin Qinglei quickly asked, "Mr. Zhou Yun, what happened?"

"I don't know either. I have to go back first."

Before he could finish his words, the phone rang loudly. Zhou Yun picked up the phone and heard Jiang Xiyue's nervous voice.

"I've been on the phone with you for ages, hurry up and check online!" "The internet is going crazy! The whole place is going crazy! Public opinion is going crazy!"

"Someone is trying to pull the alliance to charge the tower!"

"Oh my god, I can't explain it clearly right now. Take a good look at it yourself. I'll send you the link!"

Zhou Yun opened the link Jiang Xiyue handed him and watched it with Lin Qinglei.

"Hello everyone, I'm the new UP host, Little Train. There's been a lot of chatter online lately. Ever since the Dark Star's incredible display of power in their last match, we've only just discovered how formidable the demon's true form is."

"The Yunyue team's record of running all four wheels to the end was actually achieved because they had no tires! Hey, this puzzles me. Who stole their tires?"

"After so many days, many revelations have surfaced online. The latest one is terrifyingly detailed, with a complete chain of evidence. Let me tell you what I have to say."

"Hey, speaking of Lin Qinglei from Jiuyuan Company, ever since the stamp collection came out, she's been doing everything she can to sell it. It's just that Zhou Yun's gaming prowess is so strong, and in a physical fight, she can't get the stamp collection of her favorite driver to fully display, so..."

The little train slammed the gavel and shouted loudly.

"Profit is their primary concern, and evil is their intention. They either instigated or deceived their partners, the mecha girls of the united tribe, the Thunder God, to stage a scheme to steal tires!"

"Fortunately, Death Star remained calm in the face of danger, strategically planning their strategy and ultimately defeating Jiuyuan! But unfortunately, Jiuyuan and the Light Year Project were colluding, hindering the S-League officials from investigating the matter. Fortunately!"

The little train flicked its folding fan and said the ending.

"There's a keyboard warrior in this world who restored peace and prosperity to the Death Star and the Racing City! It can be said that greed blinded him and his tires were empty. The road to the Death Star danced with frost and rainbows. Jiuyuan fled in fear. From darkness to white, praises were sung by all directions. In one word, send it off!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

This stand-up comedy performance made both of them numb. They didn't know what to say for a moment. They felt like thunder was rumbling in their hearts, like the sound of waves in the ocean.

"me……"

Lin Qinglei widened her eyes, stretched out her slender fingers, pointed at herself, and then pointed at Zhou Yun.

"I'm afraid you'll make it impossible for me to sell my products? I'll steal your tires?"

Zhou Yun also widened his eyes, his head buzzing, and blurted out.

"You even instructed or tricked United Thundergod."

"me……"

Lin Qinglei became incoherent for a moment. We are comprehensive strategic partners. What are you saying?

Zhou Yun quickly patted his head and said, "Oh my god, this storyteller is so brainwashing."

"What the hell are these rumors?! And people actually believe that? No, the S-League officials are out of their minds. They sent me a yellow warning letter just for this."

"What kind of rice?"

Lin Qinglei's face twitched, and after taking a few deep breaths, she said, "It seems there's someone behind this."

"How dare you slander us Jiuyuan like this? Then use our crisis PR skills! Do you really think I'm a vegetarian? I'm a Southern School Mecha Girl!"

"Zhou Yun, wait a moment. I'll check with Jiang Wuyang so we can make a joint statement."

Zhou Yun nodded when he heard this, thinking that Yinling, the image ambassador, had finally come to life.

Lin Qinglei patted her face, smoothed out her skin which was almost cramping, and then called Jiang Wuyang.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, have you read the rumors online?"

"Did you just get internet at home? Why don't you take a look... Sorry, I'm a little excited. Anyway, I'll send you a link, take a look."

After a long time, Jiang Wuyang's roar was heard.

"Holy shit, who the hell made up this rumor? How can your fabrication be so outrageous?"

"What the hell, we're forming alliances, do you think I'm Su Qin or Zhang Yi? I'm just Zhang Yida! I can't mess with the S-League officials!"

"Fuck! Who are you? Don't let me catch you!"

"Tell me, what purpose does spreading rumors like this have other than disgusting us?"

“Why do so many people still believe it?”

Lin Qinglei and Zhou Yun also laughed bitterly.

"As for conspiracy theories, as long as netizens are excited, they don't care about the truth or not, they just follow the hype."

"The prime time for crisis PR is 72 hours, and judging by the extent of this situation, it's probably reaching its limit."

"Anyway, let's speak out together. Jiang Wuyang, find a way to get the S-League officials involved and get authoritative certification. By the way, let's take a look at what's going on with Thor's Huang Xin."

Jiang Wuyang knocked on the table and laughed silently.

"Okay, wait a moment. I'll ask the person in charge of the S game. Their office is right next to mine. Don't hang up, I'll be back in a moment."

After waiting for a few minutes, Jiang Wuyang's voice sounded again.

"Well, the S-League team was just about to close the case, and someone submitted some new, compelling evidence, and they sent it to the program."

"The investigator thought it was nonsense, but there was nothing he could do. He had to follow the procedure and send a yellow letter."

"Zhou Yun, don't worry. Just take some time these days to take Thor to the official S-League office for a stroll. Just treat it as a walk."

After hearing Jiang Wuyang's clear answer, Zhou Yun felt relieved.

"What's going on all day long?"

"Uncle Jiang, Qinglei, call me or Old Ye when you're done. I'll make a public statement right away."

Qing Lei nodded. On the other side, Jiang Wuyang also said, "Okay, I'll get it done as soon as possible."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and opened the Lightyear Project's public relations team, ready to find a person in charge to violently output... no, to settle the situation.

"Who... huh, huh...? You look so annoying!"

He had just picked up the phone and was about to find the public relations department's address book when a call from a partner of the Lightyear Project came in first.

"Wu Yang, this rumor has been making a lot of noise lately..."

"It's all fake, do you believe this?"

"Whether I believe it or not is not important, but everyone believes it. Everyone believes it, including the contestants. If this matter is not properly explained, I'm afraid the competition will not be able to continue."

Jiang Wuyang's hand holding the phone was stunned.

"Look at the Lightyear Project's email or the comments section on the official website. One kid went straight to the S-League official, and the rest said they don't want to see the Lightyear Project and Jiuyuan collaborate again."

"Because this goes against your image, the image of the Lightyear Project as fair, just and open. They followed you, and naturally they will leave because of your downfall."

“If Lightyear Project doesn’t change, they will withdraw from the competition, and we will withdraw our funding.”

"beep……"

Then came another investor, and another familiar speech.

"Wuyang, think of a solution. If all else fails, kick Jiuyuan out. Otherwise, this business will fail."

"The Lightyear Project is going to make changes and show them to everyone."

"Our media group already controls information channels, but like a pebble dropped into the ocean, this conspiracy theory can't be stopped. Wu Yang, I think the public relations crisis level is about to reach maximum."

"Speaking out might not be enough. Our best bet is to play dead, but the competition has a deadline."

"You are the manager, think about it yourself."

"beep……"

"beep……"

"beep……"

"..."

"..."

It took a long time for Jiang Wuyang to come back to his senses.

Just these ridiculous rumors, a large number of netizens who are ignorant of the truth, and a few contestants who are carried away by lies and emotions... are they able to bring down such a huge organization as the Lightyear Project?
At this moment, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself.

After taking a deep breath, he finally came out of the environment where his brain had crashed, and felt that the surroundings were full of magical realism.

Is this so illogical?

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of what the head of the public relations department said before the Lightyear Project started.

Emotions are facts, and speculations are facts.

He looked up at the ceiling and took another deep breath.

At this moment, he deeply felt...

What the hell is public relations?

Just then, his cell phone rang.

[Wuyang, let me teach you another lesson. Have you learned about the world outside the racetrack?]

……

(End of this chapter)