Chapter 1452: NO. 68: First Signs

NO. 68: First Signs

Altitude thirty thousand feet, a silver meteor.

This was once the promotional tagline for a certain film by Aopeng, and also the perfect word to describe the moment, fully showing the value of the space shuttle as the top choice for flying vehicle joyride racing.

"Can we go even faster?"

Gazing at the screen's slightly reddish 7.6G indicator, then looking out at the cloud scene that made the whole cabin seem transparent, the youth who knew this was just the interior dimming system working normally showed no flush or breathlessness, a calm, composed look as he watched the high-speed object flash past.

They were only three meters apart.

Though they didn't make direct contact, there was still the inevitable jolt, accompanied by the violent buzzing from the instruments.

And the pilot sitting in the front seat could shout over that buzzing: "What can't we do!"

Glancing at the changing real-time G-force on the screen.

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He also glanced at the heart-rate feedback in the lower right corner; the youth naturally didn't mind the slight increase in push-back sensation, since all of the above were conditions he had already experienced once, including——

"I said, 'Is this route really yours to set? What's your flight network like back then? Do you also have these troublemakers?'"

——including the flight network, other flying objects on this route are also part of the challenge.

As for that, he not only asked but even wanted to raise his hand to point at the Tianlangxing Xiangzheng symbol, yet in the end he had no leeway to act.

Even his heart rate jumped to 127 in the sudden situation of the next second when the flying mount passed head-on.

Immediately, the public frequency channel that had just been switched almost simultaneously carried the noise of mutual cursing, which then turned into an unstable binary screech before the swearing ended.

They were too far apart.

The local frequency band inside the atmosphere is always like this, often affected by high-energy particles scattered in the sky and various chaotic wavebands from the city below.

The regional band doesn't have this problem, but it doesn't welcome high-altitude speed demons.

Playing dead is useless too.

The channel code comes with cruise altitude and speed; entering at this speed could even get a reddish highlight, earning the scorn of all active users.

This is also a facet of the highly informationized age, leading most speed enthusiasts to act discreetly.

Even someone as reckless as Tianlangxing wouldn't want to add fuel to the fire, especially now as the driving intensity gradually increases.

In such a situation, her trainer remained quite silent.

He neither commented on her earlier outburst nor answered her previous question, merely glancing twice at the panel that, though in the rear seat, she still had permission to view.

The panel not only showed the pilot's real-time status he had glanced at earlier, but also the operational status of each module of the space shuttle, and even featured a clear interference option on the UI, proving it is essentially a trainer craft.

Unlike most trainer vehicles, which would adjust their acceleration and braking systems to enhance training effectiveness and safety, this space shuttle

This space shuttle not only lacked any safety-specific adjustments, but also pushed speed pursuit further, fully displaying the safety confidence and speed obsession of the president of Ya Bo Monster Limited.

Ya Bo people and monster girls test-driving it naturally have no need to be so timid.

It's precisely because they saw this that the demon person specially contacted to borrow it for use.

Of course, he didn't forget to send a gift to Clara either.

This information, after all, came from her; regardless of whether Yabulü discovered that he had come prepared back then, or could think of her place, the demon person had given advance notice to avoid suspicion.

And Tianlangxing Xiangzheng naturally had no way of knowing these.

She only needed to look astonished all the way, then at first speak boldly, in the mid-stage operate tensely in silence, not even having time to brood over Aomo not answering her grudge, she had to devote all her energy to the upcoming complex maneuvers.

Falling leaves drifting, half somersault rolls, cobra maneuvers, flat spins……

Some of these maneuvers are needed for tactics, some are pure performance, and a few are simply items in the driver's license exam training, but that doesn't mean they can be easily achieved.

Although there are many talented horse girls who have made a career out of their hobbies, the central region has plenty, and Tianlangxing Xiangzheng herself is one of them, having achieved considerable success in Sai Fa Dou, which is both a martial arts skill and a well-known sports performance event.

But the current test is about piloting.

Tianlangxing isn't a genius who can max out talent equally across all hobbies; at least in these four—Sai Fa Dou, dog training, billiards, and flight piloting—her main focus is still Sai Fa Dou.

Her performance in the other three areas is also quite good, but the current test isn't something you can achieve just by being excellent.

After all, she has a not-so-good trainer who deliberately picked the moment after she'd undergone an afternoon of high-intensity training to pull this stunt.

When she still had some leeway at first, Tianlangxing even flashed a hint of relief: at least the space shuttle isn't like driving a car, which requires pressing pedals.

Her legs can't exert much force now, and she can already imagine how much sorer they'll be tomorrow.

Just thinking that that guy was sitting behind her, she quickly brushed aside that somewhat 'cowardly' thought.

She was still trying to uphold Tianlangxing Xiangzheng's ever-proud and spry image; rather than saying it's just some idol baggage, it's more that she simply didn't want to show weakness in front of that youth.

But this idea is clearly somewhat extravagant.

Willpower training, as the name suggests, is meant to torment your spirit; the demon person tailors this training for you, so how could the goal be merely to cause a bit of tension?

Such training results would be far too undesirable, completely mismatched with their current state.

Each of those retired or soon-to-graduate horse girls has long passed the golden age of training growth.

Those with particularly poor leg quality simply outright quit the high-intensity training that trainers see as the most versatile. The whole training schedule is marked off in scattered bits, making it hard not to suspect that at least one side—trainer or horse girl—is slacking off.

The fact is, of course, that neither side is actually slacking off; it's just that reality forces some compromises.

Tianlangxing Xiangzheng's leg quality isn't bad either; she can schedule more courses than Qianming represents, but even if she adds many, the total still amounts to less than half of what a middle-school girl can do.

Under these circumstances, the trainer feels like drafting a training plan is like being the party facing an imminent deadline.

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At least Aomo, who had done some mental preparation, naturally exploded with virtue; but even after clearing that mental hurdle, to achieve the goal he still needed to muster enough greedy anticipation, planning to reap huge gains from each training session.

Ordinary willpower training consists of the trainer testing and probing the horse girl's psychological quality, then moving on to breaking through fear and limits, and polishing the will.

But Aomo cannot take the ordinary path in front of these four.

Especially given Tianlangxing Xiangzheng's especially awkward situation, he undoubtedly made a very bold choice.

Amid the Heaven Gate Surge, a sudden event, and Tianlangxing's stubborn determination, this boldness could be said to have escalated into the realm of gambling.

The horse girl's mindset is most important; if she encounters any accident, even if Aomo can guarantee safety, he cannot necessarily guarantee where her mental state will end up.

He knew it well, but he didn't say more.

He merely typed a string of characters, answering the question she had asked before but he had left unanswered.

He was typing blindly, his eyes still fixed on the empty shuttle panel.

Seated in the back seat, he possessed a focus that matched the driver's.