Star Hunter.

Chapter 268 Several Strangers and Two Animals

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The last robot was split in two from top to bottom.

Bai Ye carefully put away his light sword. Unlike Sula and the others, he wasn't wearing a protective suit, but like the robots, he didn't seem to feel the cold at all.

Sula and her companions gave their injured teammate basic first aid and, after confirming that he was not in life-threatening danger, Sula headed towards White Night.

"Why are you here?"

Bai Ye glanced at him, kicked the slashed robots on the ground to one side, and said expressionlessly, "Director Guan."

Sula was taken aback for a moment, then looked relieved. Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from Guan Feng.

"Thanks, you were the only one sent?"

As soon as she finished asking the question, Sula looked in one direction and saw a snow-white wolf, over 150 centimeters tall, galloping towards them. Even running through the wind, snow, and ice, it didn't appear chaotic at all; instead, it exuded a kind of solemn elegance. If you looked into its eyes, you would find that it was an arrogant wolf, as if giving you a proper look was a great honor.

"Ruble?! Who are you people?!" Upon seeing the snow wolf, Sula was truly shocked. She couldn't understand why she had alerted these people. What was Guan Feng thinking?!

"What exactly happened? Why are you all..." Sula looked at Bai Ye.

Bai Ye took out a protective suit and put it on, whispering, "It's so cold."

Sula: "..." So you do know what cold is!

Bai Ye is human, not a beast with thick fur like the snow wolf Rub, nor one of those robots; he's just wearing thermal clothing. Protective suits and breathing masks all hinder movement, and Bai Ye dislikes these restrictive elements. Therefore, he only put on his cold-weather protective suit after dealing with the robots.

Snow Wolf Ruby still had something in its mouth. It was something it had taken from the robot's head. After running up to Bai Ye, it spat the thing out of its mouth and said, "It's really hard, harder than before."

Sula encountered only a portion of them; other robots remained in the glacial region. Bai Ye and Snow Wolf Rub arrived here and split into two groups to pursue them separately.

Sula glanced at the snow wolf Rub, who was squatting beside her. The creature was unceremoniously opening its mouth wide and using its claws to pluck at the badly deformed hide that had been bitten off from the robot's body. She then asked Bai Ye again, "How many of you came?"

Bai Ye didn't answer. He walked over to the snow wolf that was picking its teeth with its paw, patted its head, and said, "Let's go."

The person next to Sula was very angry at Bai Ye's attitude, even though Bai Ye had just helped them. But he was still very unpleasant and was about to say something when Sula stopped him, shaking his head to indicate that he shouldn't do that. He knew Bai Ye's style of doing things.

"Leave first. The situation has changed. Contact your superiors and see if there are any new instructions. Oh, and collect the remains of those damaged robots too. They'll be useful," Sura said.

When Xilin drove his flying car past the ice-covered spot, it was deserted. Bai Ye and Sula had both left, and the snow had buried the site of the battle. At first glance, no trace could be seen, except for a long crack on a nearby iceberg, a testament to the battle that had taken place there.

"Naimi, you drive," Xilin said.

"Huh?" Naimi was taken aback, then realized what she meant. "Why?"

  

I'm tired.

"Oh, but my abilities are limited, and I'll probably get overtaken." Naimi was still self-aware. Right now, "Caibing" was in first place, but the cars behind were also chasing closely and she couldn't shake them off.

"It's alright, let 'Vegetable Pancake' help you."

After saying that, Xilin made some settings on the control panel, and then Xilin and Naimi's seats changed. Naimi nervously accepted the control, and at the same time, she made "Caibing" cooperate.

After leaving the driver's seat, Xilin began working on the navigator's analysis panel, rapidly typing a series of characters with his fingers. At the same time, small screens popped up on the analysis panel, each displaying different information—some were frequency analyses, others were image analyses. The multiple lines of analysis data made Naimi's eyes dizzy.

After glancing at Xilin, Naimi stopped looking at him and focused on driving the flying car.

Xilin deduced many things through the analyzer installed on the "pancake." He knew that a robot had appeared, and he had also located the place where it appeared. After processing video clips extracted from various media outlets and surveillance cameras set up by the Szel family, he saw the cracks in the iceberg. In addition, Xilin had also located the place where the snow wolf chased the robot.

So, it seems that Sula and his team came here to deal with Black Viper's robots? But there are many details that Xilin doesn't understand. However, there is one thing Xilin is clear about: he sensed the presence of robots in the rainforest area earlier, and they have appeared again in this stage. Therefore, they will definitely appear in the remaining stages. As for whether Sula and his team can stop those robots, it is unknown.

While Xilin was analyzing the situation, Naimi had already begun his sprint, as this stage was nearing its end. They reached the glacier and snow stage as night fell, and now, with the stage almost over, a faint light was beginning to appear on the horizon.

Although Naimi tried her best to sprint, she couldn't handle the subtle changes brought about by the environment as well as the veterans. However, thanks to the advantage created by Xilin ahead, her performance in this stage was not bad, placing her second. The first place in this stage went to the Crescent Moon car from the Lightning team. Tianhang's Shuttle car came in third, while Fengmang's Blade car came in fourth.

After the fourth stage, which took place on glaciers and snowfields, not many vehicles stopped for maintenance; the next stage was a vast desert.

Stage 4 and Stage 5 can be described as two extremes, but the unique terrain and environment created these special stages.

After the car sped out of the glacier and snowfield, all that could be seen was white. Even after flying far out of the glacier and snowfield, all that could be seen through the window was still a white expanse.

However, when you see the temperature displayed on the flying car, you will find that the outside temperature is not like that in the glacier and snowfield, but is about the same as the human body temperature.

All that white. It's all sand, white sand. The White Sands region is a transitional zone between glaciers and snowfields and the desert. This area is full of white sand, but the temperature isn't as high as in the heart of the desert. You could say the temperature here is quite comfortable, and the humidity isn't too low either.

"Xilin, shall we switch?" Naimi asked. To be honest, although he made a small mistake during the sprint and didn't reach first place, it had piqued Naimi's interest, and he really didn't want to switch for the time being. Being a driver was much more exciting than being a navigator.

"No need. You can continue."

Xilin's words filled Naimi with joy. "Don't worry, I'll do my best!"

As the flight continued, the white sand gradually turned yellow. The outside temperature also rose sharply. The flying vehicle was alright, since it had a temperature control system. If you went outside, you would probably be dried out in no time.

One can't help but marvel at the tenacious life in nature. On the display screen in the flying vehicle, Xilin saw animals darting through the sand, so small, so resilient, relying on no machines whatsoever. They depended entirely on their own adaptability and evolutionary abilities.

Xilin finally observed an abnormal fluctuation in the analysis he had set up—an abnormal fluctuation belonging to the robots. It resembled machine language, but due to interference, its meaning was unknowable. Xilin tried to locate it but found that he couldn't make a precise location. Perhaps it was interference set up by the robots themselves, or perhaps it was someone else; in any case, there were definitely robots present there.

Having witnessed the capabilities of those robots, Xilin has no interest in the competition at all. What's the point of competing if you're going to die?

Fleck had seen the blueprints for "Caibing," and Naimi was watching over the "Caibing" that Xilin was assembling, but neither of them knew that "Caibing" actually contained a very hidden weapon system, a relatively independent weapon system with multiple layers of encryption.

Xilin is now activating the weapon system again. Once activated, the weapon system will not have much impact on Naimi's driving. Naimi is not even aware that another dangerous program has been activated on the flying car.

Because the materials provided by Fleka are limited and the production budget is also limited, the weapon system currently carried by "Caibing" cannot really do anything to those robots; it can only buy time.

Xilin's ring also contained some weapons, as well as the Infernal Razer K and related ammunition.

Take a deep breath. He can't place all his hopes on Sula and the others. Xilin must plan for his own future.

As expected of a member of the Szel family, Naimi has become increasingly skilled after overcoming the initial awkwardness. Although she can't reach the micro-control speed of Xilin, she is not far off. With the intelligent control carried by "Caibing", the four flying cars are now leading the way together.

For most people, this is already a miracle. An obsolete car, a stunningly old-fashioned "vegetable pancake," has already shone brightly and received enough recognition in the past four stages of the race. Of course, only those who are truly knowledgeable will know that not everyone can drive the "vegetable pancake" style car to this level.

Just as Xilin was preparing to deal with the robots, the abnormal fluctuations on an analysis screen suddenly stopped, as if the robots had never existed.

Xilin stared at the screen for two seconds, then quickly tapped his finger on several other screens to perform anomaly analysis. After comparing the results from all the screens, he discovered that the robot in the circled area was indeed gone. Other parts of the desert showed subtle mechanical fluctuations, but they were all moving away from this core area.

Or rather, something must have happened to the robots in the area that Xilin circled on the screen—either they were killed by Sula and her team, or by someone else. The remaining robots fled into the distance.

Who on earth is it?

As they got closer to the approximate coordinates circled by Xilin, Xilin paid more and more attention to the changes in the area, keeping a close eye on the several light screens in front of him. If any mechanical language fluctuations appeared on these screens, Xilin would not hesitate to abandon the game and must respond immediately.

Fortunately, no mechanical fluctuations were detected here; instead, organic life was indicated, not a native desert species, but an invasive species. However, because the other party had jamming devices, Xilin, inside the vehicle, couldn't determine what kind of person or species they were.

However, Xilin isn't so nervous anymore. The other party must have taken down the robot; it's either Sura and her group or someone else. At least it's not from an opposing force.

The desert was swirling with sand, making it impossible to see anything clearly with a normal map. However, Xilin still managed to spot a spherical object not far from the racetrack through the sandstorm. It was estimated to be about two meters in diameter, almost completely buried by the sand, but the exposed parts showed signs of scales.

After the flying car flew away, Xilin also vaguely observed from the monitor that the sphere shook off the sand after they flew away, and then rolled in one direction.

In a sandstone region in the desert.

The towering sandstone blocks the malevolent light, making the shaded areas much cooler, and there are no violent sandstorms here.

A person lay in a narrow crevice between the rocks. The person wore a sun hat, the brim pulled low to block the small amount of fine sand that swirled around. Their clothes were tattered, probably from a fight or torn by themselves, but it was unclear whether it was both.

The man was lounging with his arm as a pillow and his legs crossed, swaying back and forth. His half-rolled-up trousers swayed like tattered strips of cloth with his movements, making him look quite relaxed.

Not far from the sandstone, the wind pushed the sand, burying some things, but not completely submerging them. Something peeking out from a small corner reflected a metallic sheen in the sunlight, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a faint crackling of electricity beneath the sand. But the crackling grew weaker and weaker, and then stopped completely.

Glug glug.

A spiky ball rolled over. It was the same round ball that Xilin had seen before.

The ball got stuck when it rolled into the crevice, then rolled back a little. It tried to push into the crevice again, but got stuck again. After several attempts, it finally gave up; if it kept forcing its way in like that, it would probably knock down all the sandstone in this area.

The spiky ball stretched out, revealing its full form.

It was an armadillo lizard that was nearly five meters long.

After stretching out its entire body, the armadillo lizard shook off the sand and pebbles and swaggered into the crevice, no longer getting stuck.

"Fangfang, everything's going well, you can start the craft now!" the armadillo lizard said to the person sleeping inside.

The person called Fangfang sighed, seemingly regretting the end of his leisurely time. He raised a finger to tap the brim of his hat, revealing a pair of narrow eyes beneath it. He glanced at the armadillo lizard that had crawled in, then yawned, slowly stood up, and stretched.

"Let's go, crafts."

The man and the lizard emerged from the rocky area and stepped into the sandstorm. Before long, they arrived at a small sand dune that wasn't too high.

The man patted a spot on the sand dune and shouted, "Open the door! We're back! The sandstorm outside is fierce!"

The thumping sounds didn't seem like they were hitting a sand dune. As the person pounded, the outer layer of sand on the "dune" was blown away by the wind, revealing an outer shell that was similar to the yellow sand inside. It was the outer shell of an aircraft, but in the yellow sand, the camouflage and material disguise, combined with the cover that the wind and sand had created on its surface, made it look like a small sand dune.

After the man had been filming and shouting for a while, a hatch on the aircraft finally opened. A man and a lizard went inside, and the hatch quickly closed.

Inside the cockpit of the aircraft, a little girl who looked to be seven or eight years old was playing a game in the main control position. She didn't react much to the person and the lizard entering, her eyes fixed on the game screen, her hands constantly moving.

It's a driving game, a racing game developed by Szell Corporation not long ago.

Just as the armadillo lizard was about to lie down and rest, the little girl finally spoke up: "Amadeo, you've brought in a lot of pollutants again! Next time, you're in charge of cleaning the aircraft!"

The armadillo lizard Amadeo froze in its prone position, and then its massive, armor-like scales nearly burst open.

"Why should I?! I was the one who cleaned up the aircraft last time!"

"You didn't shake off the sand and gravel when you came in; that was your mistake." The little girl's eyes remained fixed on the screen, but her words were clearly directed at the armadillo lizard, Amadeo.

Amadeo's eyes darted around, then he raised his tail and pointed at the person lying on the chair like a skeleton, saying to the little girl, "Niki, I want to report that Fangfang slacked off today. I did almost all the work. Look, a piece of scale on my tail has been shaved off, and I almost had my tail cut off!"

The person lying on the chair sprang to their feet, pointing to their tattered clothes and tattered pants. They protested with feigned grievance, "Nonsense! Look at me! These are the marks of a battle! I almost ran around naked! Boss Nikki, you have to stand up for me! This time you have to give me a raise!"

It's strange that a young man who looks to be in his twenties calls a little girl who looks to be seven or eight years old "big sister".

Niki was playing a game. She snorted, "Chilafang, Amadilo, next time you two will clean up the aircraft together."

"I'm innocent! I'm serious! I really tried my best! Look into my sincere eyes if you don't believe me!" Chi Lafang leaned close to Ni Qi and pointed to his eyes.

The little girl had finished the game and finally put it down. She turned to look at Chi Cifang, who had come closer. She tried to find the "sincerity" he was talking about in his eyes, which were so narrow they were almost like lines even when he was open, and then came to the conclusion: "Your eye boogers are particularly noticeable today."

Hearing this, Chi Lafang didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he quite naturally raised his finger and touched the inner corner of his eye. "That's right! To do this job, I've been working so hard in this sweltering heat that my eyes are dry, itchy, tired, and internally weak. Hmm, they might even be inflamed, or they already are. You can imagine how tough it is for me! A raise. I definitely need a raise, and I also need vacation time! Ideally, there should be a reimbursement slip for company-funded travel!"

Amadeus, who was resting at the back, twitched its tail and lowered its head without saying a word.

After a long silence, Chi Lafang suddenly stared at Niqi's pointed ears and said, "Hey. Sister Niqi, are you already thirty-five? I saw you were thirty-four not long ago. How come you're thirty-five now?"

Nikki's ears are more pointed than average, and she has a ring of teeth around her earlobes. The number of teeth indicates her actual age.

After Chi Lafang shouted those words, a loud "thud" was heard inside the aircraft, accompanied by Chi Lafang's scream.

The desert section went relatively smoothly, with Xilin and his team still vying for the top four spots. Naimi was particularly excited, no longer as nervous as before, and pushed his speed to the limit. However, despite being in good form, he narrowly lost by one centimeter and finished fourth. Tianhang's shuttle car came in third, Lightning's crescent car came in second, and Sharp Edge's blade car came in first.

Five-sevenths of the competition has passed. After five stages, the final scores of the top four are: Tianhang's shuttle car 150, Shandian's crescent car 145, Xilin's "vegetable cake" also 145, and Fengmang's blade 140.

The gap between the four cars is actually not that big, and any of them could win. After all, there are still two stages to go, and no one can predict what will happen.

After finishing the fifth stage, Naimi was somewhat frustrated. Coupled with the high tension and considerable focus he had maintained throughout, he suffered from severe dehydration and fatigue after the sprint.

Naimi now held Xilin in even higher esteem. After all, he had only flown one stage, while Xilin had flown four. If one had to maintain that level of concentration and mental fortitude for every stage, then drivers in this kind of race would truly be exceptional. Naimi even felt that the reason there was a driver and a navigator was partly to switch roles mid-race. Not everyone could drive from start to finish; it was a long-distance race, and without the ability and resilience, one couldn't participate—it would only be a painful ordeal.

Naimi had participated in long-distance races before, but due to limited competition and relatively minor difficulties, he was able to persevere. However, after truly joining the "Wind of Freedom" races, he could only sigh in disappointment; he still needed more experience. Back then, Naimi and a group of noble youths would drive their high-speed cars from one stage to another on the safe tracks. At that time, it seemed so simple—just driving high-speed cars, right? Just a long-distance race, right?

Naimi insisted on parking the flying car at the maintenance point for repairs, and then expressed his feelings to Xilin.

"Forget it, Xilin, you do it. I'm not ready yet."

Xilin thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll take over from here on out."

It wasn't just Xilin and his team who went to the maintenance point for repairs; almost all the cars that completed the fifth stage went to the maintenance point for repairs because the next stage, the sixth stage, was an underwater stage. If a car had any minor problems, flying into the sea would undoubtedly be suicide. The rescue team couldn't always be there in time, so it was best to be safe.

At the maintenance point, where the Sharp Edge Flying Car team was located, the other flying cars were lagging behind because the four strongest flying cars were leading the way. When the Blade Flying Car arrived at the maintenance point, Tobia and the others had not yet flown over.

The personnel in charge of the Fengmang maintenance point were busy directing people to conduct emergency repairs on the flying car. Inside the car, the driver, Dani, the current captain of the Fengmang team, was chatting with his navigator teammate.

"That 'vegetable pancake' was a bit off. It was still going fast, but it didn't give me that thrilling feeling," the navigator said.

Dani nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it's like he's a completely different person..."

At this point, both of them simultaneously remembered that the navigator of that flying car was Naimi from the Szel family. Although Naimi was young, he had experienced many flying car races, even if he hadn't participated in large-scale events like "Wind of Freedom." But at least he had experience, so driving the flying car was no problem for him!

"So, the person behind them was someone else—Naimi, the young master of the Szel family?"

"It must be him."

"But Dani, do you think they'll switch back to the same kid driving for the last two crucial stages?"

"It's possible, no, it's very likely, as long as that person isn't injured again, he'll definitely come on. We need to step up our efforts later, that guy is too crazy."

Similar conversations took place in both Tianhang's and Shandian's cars, and everyone simultaneously considered the issue of replacing the driver.

The last two stages. The decisive sprint stages...

"Let's go!"

The four flying cars arrived at the repair shop around the same time, and the repair time for each car was also roughly the same. However, Naimi was slightly behind in her piloting, so she was also slightly behind in taking off after the repairs were completed. But it was only a tiny bit.

As the four flying cars left, more flying cars continued to arrive, highlighting the difference in quality.

The cursor that drew the flight path extended diagonally downwards from the cliff next to it and then disappeared into the sea. Before entering the sea, the parameters and related settings of the four flying cars had been adjusted so that the flying cars could travel better in the seawater.

Some of the scale-like propulsions on the "vegetable cake" have also been activated, but the current mode is underwater. The thrusters have been upgraded to a different gear, which can greatly reduce the resistance caused by the water waves.

The most troublesome thing is encountering those big guys. Although it was cleared before the competition, no one knows if big guys will come again after the clearing. Moreover, the water layer where the flying car flies is not the deep sea, so the probability of encountering those deep-sea big guys is not high.

When it comes to talking, I've encountered similar situations before. If you run into those big creatures in the sea, you definitely can't confront them head-on; you can only avoid them. Avoiding these deep-sea monsters will definitely take some time, and even if that time is very short, a second is enough for the car in front of you to be left far behind.

The sea is beautiful. This planet has few industrial facilities and little human pollution. Coral reefs stretch out in patches, and all sorts of strange little fish and marine animals seem very lively. The sea is not quiet; on the contrary, it is quite bustling.

While driving, Xilin also took the time to observe the scenery at sea, a sight that always stirred an uncontrollable emotion within him.

Countless colorful underwater creatures coexist, and the area around the coral reef is like a carnival. Such a beautiful natural ecosystem is rarely seen in Xilin. The corals, swaying like flowers or as solid as rocks, are the playground and home of these marine animals.

A giant sea turtle slowly wiggles its forelimbs; a huge grouper flicks its tail, appearing clumsy yet endearing, its mouth wide open as smaller fish clean the parasites from its throat; gobies and bulldozers work together, one acting as a bodyguard and the other building a burrow to share the same home…

This is what Xilin saw. Every time he saw such a sight, Xilin would think of the era when he could only see these things on television and they were told as myths. After leaving the planet, Xilin saw many "mythical" sights, all of them pure and natural, not artificial, heavily embellished with technological traces. However, there are some people who will never be able to see these things again.

Naimi watched in horror, because Xilin had opened three viewing windows: one showing the situation in front of the track, another showing the coral reefs not far away, and the third showing an incomprehensible wave pattern.

Because of her previous experience driving herself, Naimi now felt a sense of dread. Three viewing windows! Xilin, you can't do three things at once!

Every time Naimi saw a flying car whiz past a giant fish, she felt her breathing slow down.

Seriously... they're such a worry!

While driving his flying car in Xilin, he observed the underwater world and kept an eye on unusual fluctuations. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean, along the coast...

As a large wave crashed onto the beach, a figure emerged from the water and slowly walked towards the shore.

The person was covered in scales, with several scales broken. Blue blood was flowing from the minor wounds, but they quickly scabbed over. After leaving the water, the person shook his arm, still holding the thing he had taken out of the robot's head.

The man walked ashore cursing, and his scales gradually disappeared, making him look almost human. Luckily, there was no one around, so he wouldn't see this strange man openly walking naked on the beach.

After glancing around to make sure no one was there, the strange man pulled out a communicator from somewhere. He didn't activate image projection, only communicating by voice.

"Hey, it's me, Sergei. Everything's taken care of here... Yeah, I know, nobody noticed me... I know, I know, mind your image. I would never do something like streaking, am I that kind of person? Don't pin such immoral and low-class things on me... Right. I got the best sample, I'll send it over to you later... Hey. It's nothing, I just got stabbed a few times, deep enough to see bone, bled a lot, I definitely need a raise this time... I'm not kidding, really! Didn't you notice how unusually blue the sea is today...?"

Xilin didn't detect any abnormal fluctuations in the mechanical language this time, so the sixth stage of the race went quite smoothly. If you ignore the giant octopus they encountered along the way and the huge school of fish that appeared out of nowhere in the latter half of the race, which was probably teased by the sharks, it was indeed quite smooth.

When that "vegetable pancake," which seemed to be on steroids, burst out of the ocean to finish this stage, the people in the three cars that followed all thought at the same time: Sure enough, that driver is back.

"Alright! Let's go all out! Last stage, Xilin, let's give it our all!" Naimi was so excited he couldn't sit still. After all, he was just a young man in his early twenties. How could he stay calm in a situation like this?

Looking at Xilin, who was still looking the same deadpan, Naimi scratched her head. Compared to herself, Xilin seemed much older. They were about the same age, so why was there such a big difference?

This time there was no stop. The flying car didn't need to be taken to the maintenance station for repairs. Moreover, Xilin already had a general idea about the Black Viper's robots and wasn't as worried and vigilant as before. Let's finish this quickly.

Xilin activated all the scale-like propulsions, his hands moving rapidly across the control panel. Upon seeing this, Naimi reflexively gripped his seat; the experience of the initial stage was too profound, so it's no wonder he reacted this way.

After thinking for a moment, Naimi put a pill in his mouth for the first time since the start of the competition. He had a feeling that if he didn't do it, he would be in a very embarrassing situation later.

As Naimi had predicted, the last stage was mostly mountainous and rocky. Unlike hitting a sand dune, which offered some cushioning, hitting a mountain meant the race was likely over.

The closer it gets to the end of the competition, the more careful everyone needs to be, otherwise all their previous efforts will be in vain.

As darkness fell, flying through the rocks became even more difficult. Some of the markers indicating the race track would circle the mountains, forcing the cars to circle several times. If not handled properly, they could either collide with the protruding ridges or, in severe cases, crash into the entire vehicle, resulting in the destruction of both the car and the rider.

The closer you get to the mountains, the shorter the flight path becomes, but the greater the risks. It's a technical skill.

So every time Naimi watched the flying car almost brush past those protruding rocky ridges, her heart would leap into her throat. And this situation kept happening. Once again, Naimi looked at the analysis data and saw that the car had just passed by a distance of less than five millimeters from the protruding rock.

Many people could do this normally, but this was in a race, and Xilin was driving at a very high speed, no less than on the initial track.

Naimi felt like she was about to faint, and she also felt nauseous and vomiting. Was this what they called motion sickness? If the Szel family knew, they would laugh themselves to death. The Szel family gets motion sickness? That's ridiculous!

Not only Naimi found it absurd, but the other drivers behind her also found it unbelievable. How could anyone be so daring as to fly at such a speed in the next stage? Was this a sprint or suicide?!

Every time Xilin drives his flying car over a mountain, the people at the finish line celebrate.

Although it was already night, the images on the giant light screen had been processed. The flying cars were marked with conspicuous fluorescent lights, so in the image, everyone could see the fleeting light, the silvery fluorescent light marking "vegetable pancake".

Yuan Xingming shouted even louder, "Charge harder!" "Faster!" He didn't care whether Xilin could hear him or not, and the people next to Yuan Xingming didn't care about Yuan Xingming's repeated "That's my buddy" remarks. They were all yelling like it was a night of revelry.

Brillais sat there looking at the large screen in the center, then chuckled softly and shook his head.

Those around didn't know what Brilles meant, but everyone knew that Brilles had made a bet with Naimi and a little kid, and it seemed that the antique "Vegetable Pancake" would win. If that happened, Brilles would lose 100 million Lanza coins.

One hundred million... that's several years' worth of their pocket money. If they were to give it away, they'd have to beg.

Losing so much money must have put them in a really bad mood. So nobody dared to say anything out of line, for fear of getting caught in the crossfire.

Brillais suddenly stood up, startling the people around him. But he ignored them and instead said to his servant, "Prepare the money."

"What about the general...?"

"I will talk to him."

"Yes, young master."

After discussing the money, Brillais waved his hand to stop the others from following him and walked to a private lounge. He turned on his communicator.

Before long, the communication connection was established, and an image of someone that both Shilin and Peter were very familiar with appeared on the screen—Nuhachi Tosen.

"What's wrong? Contacting me at this hour, is it because you need me to clean up your mess again?" Tuosen was in military uniform. He looked a little travel-worn, but very energetic. He must have just finished training or completed a mission.

Brillas smiled and said, "Brother, I lost money today."

Tuosen was already very familiar with his younger brother's question. While cleaning the dust off his clothes with a cleaner, he casually asked, "How much did you lose?"

"One hundred million."

"Not enough...how much?!" Tuo Sen crushed the cleaner in his hand, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

"One hundred million Lanza coins."

Tuosen took a deep breath. No, he really wanted to rush over and kill that little bastard.

Take another deep breath, keep taking deep breaths.

Finally calming himself down, Tuosen suppressed his anger and said, "Do you think our family does business like Szell's?! You think you can lose a hundred million in a race?! Do you think a hundred million is so easy to earn? Do you know how much allowance your brother receives in the army? Do you know how much your brother receives even as a dangerous individual?! Do you know…"

After saying a series of "Do you know your brother?", "Do you know our dad?", "Do you know our family?", Tuo Sen suddenly realized something was wrong. In the past, the little bastard would have impatiently snapped at him, but today... something was wrong, very wrong.

Tuosen looked at his younger brother carefully. Although it was only through the video, it was enough to see clearly Brillais's unusual behavior today.

"Are you... being bullied?" Tuosen asked tentatively. Money is money; you can earn it back. But being bullied is unacceptable. It's a matter of a man's dignity. From a certain perspective, in his mother's words, it's a matter of the psychological development of a young man who is still growing. Especially for a young man whose psychological development is already somewhat distorted.

Brillais shook his head and smiled, saying, "No, I've just figured some things out."

He always felt that his brother and father's excuse of letting him practice in flying cars instead of warships was just that—an excuse. Brillais always thought that a warship was a warship, and a flying car was a flying car; how could they compare? Flying cars were like cowards confined to their own planet, while only warships were for heroes. Therefore, Brillais never had a good attitude towards flying cars, and this extended to Naimi, who came from the Szel family, who often clashed with him.

But now, after watching such a race, Brillais felt he had rediscovered something. That feeling of time seemingly standing still, brought to a standstill by his own speed, was like returning to the first time he saw a flying warship. The fault wasn't with the car; the fault was with himself.

If I continue to drift along aimlessly like this, perhaps my whole life will be like this, and I'll only ever be able to stand on the spectator stands and watch others soar.

Tuo Sen, far away in the 23rd Military Region, suddenly felt a sound that sent chills down his spine. What did he hear? His little bastard brother said, "I've figured it out"?

This is unbelievable!

"You, you're watching that racing competition right now, right? Don't think too much, don't do anything stupid, just stay there, I'll take care of whatever's going on!"

Tuosen abruptly switched off the communicator and immediately contacted a few people around him, people his father had sent to protect Brilles. He hadn't been able to get any crucial information from them, but Tuosen instructed them to keep a close eye on Brilles and make sure he didn't do anything foolish.

After contacting the people around Brillais, Tuosen immediately contacted his father, who was far away in the capital. His first words were: "Dad, something bad has happened! Brillais says he's changed his mind!"

"What?! What's gotten into that kid?! Send someone over right away to prevent him from doing anything foolish!"

Brillas stared blankly at the disconnected communicator. Shouldn't he be happy that he'd figured things out? Why was his brother looking at him as if he were about to end his own life?

Deafening cheers erupted outside. After checking the received message, Brillais turned off the receiver, called a few servants and subordinates, and left the cheering area.

No matter how cheering, enthusiastic, or exciting the occasion, the stage always belongs to someone else. You can't leave someone else's stage; you'll always live under someone else's stage, and you'll never have a chance to take a step forward.

The moment Yuan Xingming's flying car crossed the finish line in Xilin, he stepped on the people in front of him and rushed past.

To avoid the audience being too enthusiastic, Xilin drove the flying car to a special parking lot. As soon as he stepped out, he saw Yuan Xingming running excitedly over, followed closely by Pele and Wulagano. Just as he was about to greet them, Xilin caught a glimpse of Sula's figure.

Sula gestured for Xilin to come over. Xilin nodded and received a fist bump of congratulations from Yuan Xingming and the others. Then Xilin said he had something to do and left for a while.

Having already seen Sula and the others waiting to the side, Yuan Xingming did not make things difficult for Xilin and let Xilin pass first.

After Xilin left, Yuan Xingming and the others turned their attention to Naimi, who was still in the car.

"Hey, Naimi, come out here and clear things up! Even if I yell three times, I can't calm the raging excitement in my blood!"

"Yeah, Naimi, come out here right now, let's go have some fun!"

"Naimi, go receive your award! Then go for a stroll in your sparkly gown!"

Hearing the chatter of the people outside the car, Naimi looked up, her face still a little pale, but she couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes.

"I also want to go have some fun, but after such a long drive, my legs are numb! Let me catch my breath first. I'm not like Xilin, that machine."

Actually, it wasn't that her feet were numb, it was that her legs were weak. But Naimi couldn't say it out loud. The tingling sensation on her scalp was like the thrill of escaping from between the devil's teeth in a story. If she hadn't taken the medicine beforehand, she probably would have fainted.

On the other side, Sula led Xilin towards a room. "There were indeed Black Viper people here this time. We were ordered to come and help you, but the one who can truly help you is your mentor, Guan Feng."

Pushing open the door, Xilin saw several unfamiliar faces and two animals.