Chapter 2589: Chapter 1175: Death Race!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every engine roared, converging into a tide of sound, like a legion of dragons assembling, ready to charge at the enemy lines.
[One minute until the race starts!]
[To ensure fairness, the first round is a qualifying race!]
[Your starting position in the official race will be determined by your performance in the qualifying race!]
The radio in the car automatically started, explaining the rules.
One hundred race cars are too many; they can’t all start on the track at once, there must be an order. This starting order will be determined by the qualifying race rankings.
"This is good, quite fair!"
San Miyairi had been eagerly cutting in line, but upon hearing this rule, she relaxed. Running a lap beforehand could also help familiarize her with the track, giving her confidence in the main race.
Gu Qingqiu stuck her head out the window, reminding everyone: "Let’s split up and try to cover the entire qualifying segment, so any changes can be spotted in time!"
"I’ll go last!"
Lin Baici hummed a little tune.
Indeed, acting with Gu Qingqiu made things easy. He actually wanted to arrange it this way, and now that Gu Qingqiu suggested it, it saved him the trouble.
"Then I’ll take off first!"
Xia Hongyao couldn’t wait, even in a qualifying race, she wanted to be first.
"Don’t think it’s just a qualifier and slack off; Lord Lin, I’m talking about you!"
San Miyairi shouted at Lin Baici: "You’re going out last, there could be unexpected situations, so be careful!"
"OK!"
Lin Baici made a gesture.
The one-minute preparation time was very short. Just as Lin Baici finished speaking, the drivers in front began to take off.
Xia Hongyao immediately gripped the steering wheel and pressed down on the gas, pushing forward!
Beside them, there were three large round lights in red, green, and yellow.
Once the three lights went out one by one, the drivers could start.
Lin Baici observed, ten cars per group, departing every five minutes.
The racing atmosphere was very heated, with cheer squads on both sides of the stands enthusiastically cheering, waving flags and shouting.
Lin Baici patiently waited.
Finally, the view in front cleared, and it was his turn.
Lin Baici moved his car to the starting line.
Bloop!
One light out!
Bloop!
Two lights out!
Bloop!
Three lights out!
Having been ready to go for a long time, Lin Baici shifted gears with his left hand and slammed the brake. Underneath him, the McLaren roared like a hungry steel beast, leaping forward.
The posture was such that it seemed to consider all the race cars on the track as prey, to be hunted down completely.
Lin Baici had no interest in racing, but he did understand some aspects of car races.
Either it’s running laps or rally racing — basically, using the terrain, such as in cities, fixed tracks, or in the more complicated terrains that test a car’s performance stricter, like in the wilderness.
After driving for three kilometers and exiting a corner, Lin Baici found that the track in front reduced from ten lanes to three, meaning that once you fall behind, it’s hard to speed up even if you want to.
Further ahead, there appeared a series of twelve continuous turns, a normal test of the driver’s technique and the car’s performance.
But later, the variations multiplied.
A high-altitude jump, with the course’s gradient differences being enormous, the most exaggerated place reaching fifteen meters. Charging down from that, even if the car remains undamaged, the driver would not withstand it.
However, there was a way to avoid it, which was to seize the series of rising and falling slopes on the right side.
That’s right!
On the track, there is not just one route. Drivers can choose.
But the problem is that every driver wants the easy route.
Next, there was the desert zone and the dark zone.
The desert zone’s surface was sandy, with the lifted dust clouds obscuring the sky, lingering for a long time. Cars behind wouldn’t just eat dust; their vision would be blocked entirely.
However, compared to the dark zone, this segment seemed trivial.
Upon entering that distance, outside there would be constant flashes, bright enough to blind one’s eyes and painful enough to make you scream, much like getting hit by a flashbang.
Then there would be the rain zone, the shallows zone...
In the final segment, many balloons floated in the sky, with fist-sized bombs attached to them, which could fall at any moment, conducting bombardment.
Although the explosion range wasn’t large, being hit would certainly wreck your car, forcing you out of the race.
Lin Baici took twenty-seven minutes to reach the finish line.
As he got out of the car, Xia Hongyao, who had returned long before, couldn’t wait to run over and share her experiences with him.
"It was so thrilling, truly the fallout from God!"
Xia Hongyao absolutely loved these stages.
"Why are you so happy, you didn’t even make it into the top ten!"
San Miyairi rolled her eyes.
"Hehe!"
Xia Hongyao laughed awkwardly.
Lin Baici looked up at the projection screen, displaying the full-time results for 71 cars.
The other drivers didn’t need to be asked; they surely faced problems midway, unable to finish the course.
"Brother Lin!"
Long Miaomiao approached, head down, feeling dejected.
Yi Jisheng gave Lin Baici a friendly yet apologetic smile.
Lin Baici didn’t need to ask to know these two didn’t finish.
"The gap is too big!"
Gu Qingqiu furrowed her brows: "Based on the current rankings, Red Medicine is the fastest among us, and she’s only at sixteenth!"
"Don’t worry, I just went on my first run!"
Xia Hongyao firmly promised, patting her impressive chest: "I’m familiar with the track now, I can definitely break into the top ten!"
"Two questions: Firstly, how can you be sure the track for the main race will be the same?"
San Miyairi glanced at Xia Hongyao’s impressive chest.
So envious!
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