Flying......

You can feel the wind blowing in your ears and the emptiness under your feet without the support of the earth.

Ahead, there are countless relatively gentle hills.

On the side of the road, dozens of cars are racing.

This series of scenes makes for a very bizarre picture.

"Sit down."

Bai Ge spoke, and his right hand flicked slightly.

The air in front of the car is swept away, creating a huge vacuum.

The difference in air pressure pushes the car forward, overtaking the car that is still driving on the road before slowly falling!

Bai Ge divided the speed of the fall into a forward thrust through the wings of the car, making the car fly forward like gliding, and compared to those moving on the ground, flying was obviously faster than running!

This was the method that Bai Ge came up with after judging that the tires of Wilbur's car could not support the entire race.

Since the tires can't finish the race, it's better not to use them.

In this final stretch of the race, Bai Ge will use this gliding method to complete the race!

Bang –

Flyer 1 fell to the ground, raising a puff of dust, but with the cushioning of the wings, the car did not have any problems.

It's still driving in the wilderness!

Wilbur was incredulous, everything that had just happened was like a dream, and all he knew was that there was another hillside there.

Sprint, keep sprinting.

Forward, onward.

The feeling of soaring through the sky was so wonderful that Wilbur felt like he could do anything.

He climbed the slope and flew again.

In the main venue, the audience who witnessed all this was dumbfounded, and the commentators, after a period of silence, finally regained a little consciousness.

“...... It did fly just now, right? ”

"To be precise, gliding, like a bird, uses the power of the wind to glide in the air, and there is still a certain distance from real flight."

"Wilbur has surpassed fifteen competitors from that flight, uh, glide, and is currently in eighty-two, and he's going to take off again!"

Bang –

After several flights, the Flyer 1 has reached the level of the first echelon.

On the road, Baplovich's face was solemn.

He has squeezed the value of the car to the limit, and if he continues to accelerate, the tires will inevitably be scrapped before they reach the finish line, and all the previous efforts will be in vain.

He knows very well that everyone else is the same, and in this game that has been accurately calculated, such a variable is a shock to everyone.

Soon, Baplovich saw that someone couldn't hold it back.

A car that was originally behind him suddenly accelerated, trying to overtake the person in front of him and take the first position.

The car had been calm before, but now, seeing the flying vehicle moving forward, he was in a hurry.

"Alas......"

Baplovich sighed, and a moment later, he saw that the car leading in front suddenly let out a mournful roar, and then, the speed suddenly slowed down, and its tires finally could not withstand the pressure of early acceleration and exploded, and the whole car could only rely on the frame of the tires to move on the wasteland, and it was difficult to even finish the race.

At this last minute, acceleration means failure!

But except for one car.

Bang –

Flyer 1 landed again, and by this time there was only one slope left in front of it, which meant that it could only glide one more time, which was good news for most of the other participants.

However, Baplovich does not think so.

Because obviously, when the Flyer 1 was gliding just now, not only did it not lose too many tires, but even the engine was rested.

In other words, in the face of these vehicles, which have already run 300 kilometers and are almost exhausted in the final stage, Flyer 1 has an absolute advantage!

“...... Wilbur is in fourth place, and only Thomas Clemen, Alexander Baplovich, and Remington Otto are left in front of him! ”

"No one could have imagined that Wilbur, who was unknown before the start of the competition, would be able to compete for the first stage of the competition!"

"According to the information we just got, Wilbur is from Cleveland in the Holy League, and his family runs a mechanical repair shop, and it seems that it was this kind of growth environment that led him to develop such a unique vehicle."

"Wilbur landed, and he relied on the last glide to get to the first pick!"

"While the other cars have reached their limits, Wilbur's car can still perform at its full capacity!"

"With only the last two kilometers left to the finish line, is Wilbur going to win in one fell swoop and become the biggest dark horse in this [marathon]?"

At the same time, the interior of the galloping car with wings.

"From what I've observed, the tires and engine are enough to support the end, Wilbur, and it's time to let go and accelerate."

Bai Ge said.

They were currently less than ten meters away from the vehicles behind them, however, Bai Ge knew that the limit of these cars was here.

And their car can continue to accelerate.

Although winning the first place seemed to be a bit contrary to Bai Ge's low-key idea at the beginning, he thought about it for a while, if they could keep the lead, then they would definitely receive more attention, and in this case, it would be safer, after all, everyone's eyes would notice them.

Therefore, the Flyer 1 has reached its maximum speed at this moment.

It grew more and more distant from the cars behind it, and ran wildly towards the finish line.

“...... Wouldn't anyone be able to catch up with Wilbur's car and end his lead? ”

"All the vehicles have entered the final sprint, but the distance between Flyer One and the latecomers is still increasing, and there is no one to stop him!"

The voice of the commentary came from the end of the road ahead.

New Providence is a small city that is said to have been an important port in the old days, and now it will also be the end of the first stage of the marathon and the beginning of the second stage across the wasteland.

At the moment, a considerable number of spectators have gathered on the streets of New Providence, and there are even more crowds near the finish line, including many fanatics who have arrived directly from the starting point by intercity train.

Most of the bookmakers wandering around looked confused, because before that, they didn't even know who Wilbur Orwell was, so naturally there was no corresponding handicap, but since the dark horse appeared, the bets they received before were equivalent to having been put into their wallets, and these speculators were naturally happy to see it.

From above, you can already see the convoy of dust coming towards here.

In the last 1,000 meters, there is no suspense in the race.

Baplovich looked at the exhaust of the vehicle in front of him and suddenly felt a little relieved.

This is only the first stage of the competition, and there is no need to make your own car have problems for the sake of this position, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Moreover, the focus of the game is not on the rankings, but on the secrets behind the Atlas.

Therefore, he did not choose to use up the last of his power to accelerate, but only maintained his original speed and completed the final stage in third place.

Wilbur's heart was pounding, not only because of the imminent victory in the first stage, but also because of the experience of continuous flying.

For human beings, especially after the Great Collapse, for human beings in the new era, flying is an unattainable dream.

Being able to experience such a wonderful feeling, Wilbur felt that it was worth it to come to this competition.

Ahead, the cheers have drowned out everything, and people are cheering for the new, unexpected champion.

Even when Wilbur crossed the finish line, he thought it was a dream.

He looked at the cheering faces of those people, at the explosion of fireworks and flying streamers, but felt a silence around him.

Wilbur only knows one thing.

Flyer One, first in line, arrives at the finish line!

...

...

In the evening.

The sun sets and night falls.

The stars shone brightly on the land, and the whole of New Providence felt as if it was going on a grand carnival, with the sounds of music and singing and dancing echoing around every corner.

A variety of vehicles are parked at the makeshift starting point outside the city, and maintenance crews are working overtime to maintain and repair each competitor's vehicle in order to get it in the best possible condition before tomorrow's race.

Of course, there are people like the Helmheim team, who bring their own maintenance personnel and don't let anyone else touch their vehicles.

And Wilbur's Flyer 1 was not critically handed over to the maintenance personnel.

According to Bai Ge's inspection, only the off-road tires need to be replaced, and then the engine is maintained, and there is basically no major problem.

"I didn't expect to be able to win the first place......

Wilbur's cheeks flushed slightly, and although he had only drunk a little bit of alcohol, it seemed that the teenager had not had much alcohol and was already in a drunken state.

Sitting on the bed in the room, he unconsciously hummed a little song.

"It's just the first place in the normal schedule, and you have to count the points, well, I don't think it's too early to get happy."

Bai Ge said calmly on the side, he is using the Internet to investigate the terrain information of the next competition, and make notes in the manual, gliding this method can only be used in specific terrain, itself is not a conventional way of competition, if you want to win the second stage of the competition, you can only rely on your own hard power.

"But...... It's already amazing for me, and I never thought I'd be able to leave my name in a place like this. ”

Wilbur stood up, pulled a crumpled notebook from his bag, opened it, and wrote down carefully.

"What is this, the game diary?"

Bai Ge glanced at it, and saw that Wilbur was writing very seriously and attentively, and he didn't raise his head until he finished writing.

"Serious people who write a diary, just to record today's events."

"Isn't that a diary?"

Bai Ge didn't ask much and closed the manual.

He was going to go out for a walk, first to make sure that no one else was doing anything to the competitors' cars.

Second, naturally I went to find the bamboo frost.

"I'll go out, you take care of your own safety."

Bai Ge said casually.

"Hehe, I know, Mr. Heinlein, I'm an adult after all, and I know everything."

Wilbur smiled in a way that all men know.

“...... No, you don't understand. ”

Bai Ge sighed and left the room.

He then went upstairs and knocked on the door of one of the rooms.

After a while, Bai Ge could hear the sound of slippers popping from inside.

Then, the door was opened, and Zhu Shuangxue was standing in the doorway, wearing a makeshift two-piece pajamas.

The ends of her hair are still a little wet, although she is without makeup, but for a girl of this age, makeup is superfluous.

“...... I thought you hadn't packed it up yet. ”

Bai Ge was stunned for a moment before he spoke with some uncertainty.

"Why don't you come in?"

Zhu Shuang glanced at the corridor outside the door, and said as if he was a thief.

"Uh, okay."

Bai Ge walked into the room and gently closed the door.

"Wait a minute."

He raised his hand to signal Zhu Shuang to refrain from speaking, and then waved his other hand as if he were holding a knife.

The noisy world outside is still the same, but there seems to be a qualitative change in the room.

Bamboo Frost's nose moved slightly, and she could feel that although she could still monitor the movement of the outside world here, the internal information transmission was completely cut off, that is, no matter what happened in this room, as long as Bai Ge didn't want the outside to notice, the outside wouldn't notice.

"Alright...... Uh, what's wrong? ”

Bai Ge, who had changed back to his original appearance, turned his head, but saw that Zhu Shuang's cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and he rubbed the corners of his clothes a little twisted.

“...... Hmm, it's just that I feel like you've become different...... Sit down first. ”

Bamboo Frost was entangled for a moment and spoke.

"Really?"

Bai Ge scratched his head, pulled out a chair and sat down, and then watched Zhu Shuang sit on the bed, with his hands on his knees, looking well-behaved.

The two were silent for a moment.

It's not because of embarrassment, but because I have so much to say that I don't know where to start for a while.

“...... I read them all. ”

In the end, it was the bamboo frost that spoke first.

"I watched it with love."

"yes, yes, she's still in that state, right?"

Bai Ge thought about it, and suddenly felt a little chill down his spine.

"Well, but I've heard that her contamination will be removed soon, and she will be able to move by just making another body."

Zhu Shuang said firmly, and suddenly pursed his lips and smiled.

"I really didn't expect us to talk about these topics here, though."

If these things hadn't happened, maybe the intersection between Bai Ge and Zhu Shuangchuan was still a few small talks before class, and they maintained a friendly relationship with their classmates until graduation.

There will be no ascenders, no natural disasters and abyssal relics, and no strange races in this foreign land.

"After becoming an ascender, I feel that I look at many things differently, which makes me feel that many of my previous ideas are a little naïve, and what I thought was a peaceful life is just that there are some people who suffer instead of us."

Zhu Shuang's fingers swirled around the corners of his clothes and said softly.

“...... The peaceful life before was like a dream, and we can't go back to our original life and return to Jingjiang? ”

“...... No, frost falls. ”

Bai Ge was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand towards Bamboo Frost Fall, gently stroking her soft hair.

"What we're striving for now is to get back to our old lives."

He spoke, firmly and earnestly.