Qi Yuan walked the dragon and snake on the paper, writing the equation from top to bottom like a talisman. This kind of calculation written from top to bottom, Shang Luo seems to be a little laborious, but now he can understand it somewhat, this is calculating the calorific value.

After more than half an hour of calculating on a large piece of paper, she drew a circle on the final result and threw the pen aside:

"Thirty-four percent! That's it. We're going to inject 34% more fuel. ”

Han Xingzhi next to him calculated for a moment and nodded: "That's the case." ”

"So, what does this change in terms of performance?" Shang Luo asked.

"Hmm" involves the professional field, and Han Xingzhi is also a little serious.

He crossed his arms and circled twice: "This ethanol gasoline . . . Oh no, this gasoline ethanol has a higher octane rating than gasoline, which means it has better ultimate performance because of the higher compression ratio. Gasoline is the same thing as Reiki, not that the more the quantity, the better, but the more compression, the more powerful. Mountains of radishes can't compare to a little bit of aura after compression. But."

He pointed to the number "34%" with his pen:

"Although the limit performance is higher, the calorific value of alcohol is not as good as that of fuel in any way, so we have to inject 34% of the fuel. This also means a 34% increase in fuel consumption – in addition to other parameters to be adjusted, such as oxygen intake, ignition timing, etc. Hmmm"

He looked at Shang Luo: "Let's run first." Fill up the fuel and run for a while, then adjust. Is it the big brother you who are running today, or Wen Yuan? ”

"Wen Yuan run, I promised before"

"No, no, no, you're coming." Wen Yuan shook his head, "Although I really want to play, now is not the time to play. Now there are professional issues to solve. Leave the technical problems to the technical director, and I'll solve the track problems. ”

Wen Yuan is still quite reliable when necessary.

"It's fine. Then I'll do it myself. ”

He went to the locker room and changed into his racing suit. The official racing uniform is printed with the emblem of the Longjiang team, and the octagonal frame has the silhouette of the side of the treasure ship. This is the symbol of Longjiang Shipyard, which represents that Longjiang Shipyard once manufactured warships for Zheng He's voyage to the West and all the Great Righteous Wars. From the first treasure ships, to the early modern fighting ships, to the "Lianshan", which was used as a secret weapon, all of them were built at the Longjiang Shipyard, which had distinguished himself.

Longjiang Shipyard didn't need to advertise, so it didn't paint the racing cars like Lanfang Company. The Celestial Shadow Golem is very clean, except for the number [〇〥 (05)], it only has a dark blue lacquer finish.

Racing suits are the same color as racing cars, and the same is true for helmets. This set of clothes does not need to be paid by the team, it is customized by the school, and the size is also made according to Shang Luo's size.

With his helmet between his legs, he walked outside, and the Rockets in orange uniforms next door also happened to come out.

"You're done?"

"No, what about you?" Shang Luo asked him.

"No, try it anyway."

Both cars were parked in front of the pit stop, and the fuel tanks had just been emptied under the supervision of the invigilators, and then they were filled in

Fuel ethanol.

The ratio of this thing can't even be ethanol fuel, it can only be called fuel ethanol.

The previous velodrome used to smell of gasoline, but now it smells of alcohol.

The tanker truck responsible for refueling the entire field is driving out of the field. The whole body of the tanker is painted in an eye-catching emerald green, and the tank is painted with the seal of the word "Yu Heng". On behalf of the ancient and sacred duty of "Yu Heng", we will maintain the controlled use of nature by human beings and promote the sustainable development of civilization.

Shang Luo felt that this thing was actually okay. At the very least, they provide theoretically more powerful fuel to help everyone improve their performance. At least, they didn't fill the car with 56° liquor.

From this point of view, they definitely didn't make a decision to block the students with a pat on the head, and most of this thing was going to be promoted later. It's just to make a name for yourself in the name of the event, and it's also convenient to promote it in the name of competition-level fuel.

"It reminds me of what it's like when you're standing in line for a vaccine. Everybody has to apply alcohol, and it smells of alcohol. ”

He muttered.

"Indeed, it smells of alcohol." There was a guy with a Yu Heng department badge on the side, remembering something. But he didn't wear an official uniform, he wore the uniform of the national eunuch.

"Understand the carbon neutrality policy, and understand the carbon neutrality policy." He was handing out flyers to passers-by while he kept writing something. He suddenly saw Shang Luo, "Huh? You are? Have we ever met? ”

“？” He glanced at Shang Luo, "Ah, I've seen it in Xiyuan, indeed." At that time, I was working in the General Administration Department, and I went to get the music and send it to the printing house. ”

"Are you working?"

"It's right to say that it's a part-time job, because the students of Guozijian are going to run around as coolies in various departments. Ah, although I pay a little allowance, I can't rest on weekends when I don't have a good life all day long. I sometimes wonder if there would be no one to work in the imperial court without us interns. That's it for my sophomore year, and I can't even imagine what he's going to be like in the future. ”

"Then this has to be called a senior?"

"Hmm. Brother, do you have anything to do with me? ”

"Actually, I wanted to inquire about the direction of the application. Do you have any advice from your seniors? ”

He put down the clipboard: "I solemnly advise you not to report to the country." Come on. ”

"I see."

Shang Luo sat in the car, installed the steering wheel, covered the hatch, and knocked on the dashboard first:

"Glasses, come out."

Just like yesterday, the spectacled boy with round glasses timidly showed half of his head.

"The performance may not be right this time, but you don't need to adjust the fuel injection volume, air intake volume and other parameters yourself, just run and try it first. Because we're going to collect accurate data, and you'll fine-tune it when we're fine-tuned. ”

Although he can directly ask Glasses to drive, he still can't rely on him too much. Because of course, he can control the state of the glasses, but Wen Yuan can't. What's more, the spectacle boy itself may not be able to control the overall situation.

As was previously customary, Reiki was used to perform miracles. Reiki can fill the gap between reality and perfection, allowing the rugged reality to achieve continuous "perfection" and shape into a continuous miracle.

The "gap" in the middle can be filled, but it's best not to give everything to the aura. The White Star is an extreme product of this theory, and it uses a torch engine almost exclusively, making it almost impossible to operate without the power of miracles.

And here, the glasses boy can assist with some minor adjustments, but Shang Luo doesn't plan to leave everything to him to arrange. At the very least, they should try to fill in the "ravine" so that they will not be unable to run without the glasses. Do everything that needs to be done first, and leave the rest to Reiki.

So when he was trying to run it, he had to test how far the car would have to be adjusted to function properly without the involvement of the aura.

After a start-up check, he put his hands on the steering wheel and waited - not far away, the tanker was still reversing from the track to the outfield.

1 o'clock, wait a minute

(End of chapter)