Mir didn't look back, but he felt his muscles begin to tense.

Yes, he was a little nervous.

When he first woke up, he was not used to everything here, and even looking at his own hand, the one that was not injured, he felt "terrifying", such a large number of cells with scattered combinations and mediocre qualifications!

After all, everyone is wary of things that are unfamiliar and unknown - it seems that he has finally found a characteristic that is the same as that of the creatures of the earth.

He had now grown accustomed to some of the earth's creatures. Still, I'm nervous to see Cheryl.

Because according to what he knows about the earth, when a human being is the wife of another human being, it means that she has some kind of privilege over you.

Cheryl had already walked in front of him. Mir noticed that Cheryl was also nervous, or angry. Her facial muscles twitched slightly, her pupils dilated, and her breath was short.

She had a face that was fairly beautiful on the planet, but it was pale and agitated, with dark brown hair and a slender neck—as if she kept her head and body at a distance as much as possible.

She just stood there, looking at it condescendingly, and Mier's heart was furious. He even wondered if he should ask the nursing robot behind him to push him back. That's when she spoke.

"I didn't expect you to be very popular even like this—she's not a few years older than Elsa."

Elsa is her daughter's name.

Mir didn't know what to say, he didn't know everyone here, including the flower, of course. But Cheryl's words seemed to be complaining about what he had done that was unforgivable.

He could only remain silent and turned his head to the side of the flower bed.

His actions succeeded in making Cheryl even angrier, her breathing growing rapid, then she turned and strode away.

Mir exhaled softly, "Don't face it for a while. ”

At this time, he missed Miyi immensely.

It would be nice if Mi Yi was here, and I don't know how Mi Yi is now? I hope he goes well and doesn't get surrounded by a bunch of inexplicable female earthlings.

……

Miyi is indeed surrounded by a large number of people now.

However, they are all male earthlings, and I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky.

They were all dressed in similar costumes, with the smell of motor oil and other strange smells. However, Mi Yi didn't think it was annoying. He felt that they had a rough, natural beauty, like the prime number 101.

They are all members of racing teams, team managers, technical directors, race engineers, pit technicians, test drivers, etc. Mi Yi felt a little surprised, do you need so many people to do everything on earth?

It's just a 400-meter straight line! It's really a big fuss, and there are only two of them doing interstellar cruising with Mil.

He still doesn't know that in addition to them, a complete fleet of logistics personnel includes many logistics personnel, such as physiotherapists, catering personnel, communications, information technology personnel, media personnel, administrative personnel, material transportation personnel, etc., yes, cheerleaders. The total number of personnel is exactly the prime number 97.

Peter, the team manager with the least smell of engine oil, first opened his mouth to say some polite words to Miyi, and then technical director Bruno and race engineer William unfolded a large drawing, saying that it was almost enough time to take a nap, which roughly meant that they had modified the car, and the performance of this car was definitely enough to beat any opponent they encountered in the race.

However, the calculation of the results of the drag race is divided into RT (Reaction Time, as the name suggests, the time between the green light and the car starts moving, which is simply understood as the "gun pressure time" of the sprinter) and ET (elapsed time), and the sum of the two is the final result.

In other words, it can be understood that the performance of the car is higher than that of the opponent does not ensure a stable victory.

As a racing driver, Miyi should keep practicing during this time to shorten his RT time.

"If you can reach Robb's time, then the championship is definitely in hand." After Bruno, the technical director, touched his beautiful little mustache with his index finger.

Rob was a test driver for their team, a former Formula 1 driver who retired.

"Robb's data?" The fairy lying on his shoulder sent the data to Miyi. "Robb's stats are much better than yours, and he can easily outperform you by 0.5 seconds."

Xiaoxian may feel that he is the AI assistant of the master, how can he extinguish his own prestige? It seemed to stretch its back a little embarrassed, "Master, you are younger than him, and your grades will get better and better." ”

"I should be able to improve by 0.1 seconds." Mi Yi ignored Xiaoxian, nodded at the people in the team, and said a conservative number.

His short words seemed to be a magical spell, and the group of men around him who were hormonally exploding seemed to have been immobilized, staring at Miyi with eyes of different sizes and colors.

After a while, they finally got rid of the magic of the spell, and one by one they began to lean forward and backward laughing, some laughing and slapping the table, some squatting down with laughter, and some hugging, hugging, and smiling and patting each other's shoulders.

A bearded man with a wrench in his hand, covered in oil, laughed and waved the wrench in his hand, and almost ran into Peter, the team manager standing next to him, who hurriedly took two steps back.

"Fang Shao, I'll obey you!" When he finally laughed enough and stopped, he stretched out his other hand and gave a thumbs up: "Racing is the poetry of our men, and since it is poetry, there should be passion!" Lao Luo, accompany Young Master Fang to the last game! ”

Lao Luo, that is, the test driver Rob, he is a thin, forty-year-old man, with a white cap buttoned on his head, with a cold expression, and he is also the most conservative person who laughed just now, and he stopped after a few laughs, and looked at Mi Yi from head to foot with an indifferent expression, and then looked away, as if Mi Yi was a graffiti painting worth looking at.

As soon as the bearded man's words came out, the laughter around him suddenly disappeared, and everyone's eyes swirled back and forth on Mi Yi and Lao Luo, looking a little embarrassed.

"Fang Shao has just been discharged from the hospital, and he has to do some recovery training today. William, you accompany Fang Shao to train, and everyone does their own things. Peter, the team manager, opened his mouth.

Everyone squirted out a "um" from their noses, and they all turned around and prepared to disperse.

"Just let me have a game with Master Luo, you can find a feeling." Miyi opened his mouth.

He discovered that no matter what planet you are on, there is one principle that is universal.

If you want others to obey you, believe in you, and respect you, you have to show your ability and conquer him first!

Whether it is the CJ2502 that is rampant in turbulence and storms, the Adib insects that like to cling to the rocks, or the "humans" who stand and walk on two feet on this earth, "conquest" is the most effective means!

Peter hesitated a little and turned his gaze to Robb.

However, he knew that this game was inevitable.

Men are all bloody, not to mention that the people gathered here are originally men who pursue wildness, excitement, and passion more than ordinary people! How can you not fight when you encounter a challenge? Is that still a kind of man? I can only hope that Lao Luo will be a little more rational after a while, and don't let Young Master Fang be too ugly!

"Fang Shao is really a young hero!" A smile appeared on Luo Bo's originally indifferent face, I don't know whether it was a mockery of the opponent's youth and ignorance, or a recognition of the opponent's courage, he glanced at Mi Yi seriously and said, "I'll play with Fang Shao!" ”