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"Look at that one, the Violator III, it's a combat cha, but they've replaced the fists with suction devices that can cling to others."

"Huh? Is that the Hunter M12? They even brought out that antique? The power source wasn't even modified, still using the steam engine, is this the 'splurge' they talked about in 'Speed of Mach 10'?"

"Black Hawk Plus, the latest in the Black Hawk Series, very fast, reaching up to 5 kiloters per second."

"Pick this one?" Li Qianxia pointed at the eagle-shaped cha.

Beia Triss hesitated for a mont but shook her head, "No, let's keep looking, maybe we'll co across the Sprinter."

"If there's a Sprinter, could you win the championship with it?"

Beia Triss's face turned a bit red, "I should be able to make the top hundred."

"Only top hundred?"

"...I've never competed against others."

"People who say that kind of thing, end up taking the crown in the end! Trust , this is from years of watching ani and reading novels!"

The two were having a great ti chatting, with three others following behind.

"Poor thing." Li Changzhou sighed.

The more engaged Beia Triss beca, the clearer the despair in her heart beca, and to them, the elegant, refined smile on her face seed just like a photograph.

No matter how bright the smile, it's ultimately fake.

It reminded him of a : a girl covering her face with a board that had a radiant smile on it; behind the board, her face was full of tears.

"We're just supposed to see her to the Imperial Capital, whether she's happy or in despair, that's her business." Yang Qinglan said, casting a cold glance at a man trying to strike up a conversation.

The man sheepishly backed away.

When it was ti for the race to start, Beia Triss finally made her choice.

A Chaser Series {Moonlight} peripheral model for the Spring competition.

According to her, this cha had many modifications done secretly, with three power furnaces!

They were the {Burning} series RM-1050, {Judgent} series CJ-68XT, {Red Lotus} series HL-A38.

All high-end models from their respective series, colloquially known as the explosion machines—either speed explodes or they physically explode. For original chapters go to noᴠelfire

"The critical part is, it can seat five people." Beia Triss explained her reason.

"It won't really explode, will it?" Li Changzhou expressed his doubts.

"A peripheral model from the {Moonlight} series without a {Moonlight} series power engine?" Yang Qinglan disapproved of this setup.

They knocked out the owner of this Chaser Series {Moonlight} model from the Spring competition peripherals, who had brought six won of various builds, and changed his clothes.

The cha also had items like lubricating oil, contraception, whips, and other things to add fun to the competition.

It is indeed a no-rules competition.

Once Beia Triss changed her clothes and sat in the driver's seat, she skillfully began to remap the keys, setting the cha to her preferred control setup.

"Beia, so you do know how to pilot a cha?" Li Qianxia asked curiously from the passenger seat.

"Racing chas and combat chas are different," Beia Triss said while remapping the keys, "I've never piloted a combat cha, never fired a missile, swung a high-frequency blade or engaged in close combat."

"10,9..."

Large nurical projections appeared on the road ahead.

As the countdown decreased, the wilderness grew quieter, yet everyone beca more insane.

[Trigger Side Mission: The Speedster]

[Mission Content: Place in the top ten in this no-rules race, the higher the placing, the richer the reward]

[Note: This is a race specifically prepared for certain individuals, preditated, have so people noticed? But no matter, on the racetrack, speed decides everything!]

Li Qianxia turned around, and four players exchanged glances.

"...3,2,1—"

"0!"

All emotions ignited, Beia Triss, dressed in a risqué white bridal gown, her hands in lace gloves, grasping the steering wheel, her feet in white garter stockings, stomping down on the pedal.

The three power furnaces of the Chaser, like three fierce lions, roared in unison.

Boom!

Countless chas surged forth, their tail flas drawing strips of light, composing the most dazzling, most charming, and shortest-lived auroras in the night sky.

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