My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 247: A Wavering Heart
"Damn, what's the deal with that Isenberg?"

The burly man in the Jurassic driver's seat stared wide-eyed—the Silver Knight 577 in the rearview mirror looked like a neon ghost, the curve of the coastline disappeared under its wheels, and it didn't lose speed even on eight consecutive turns!

Cars that are still in the third tier are basically out of the running for the final rounds.

Harrison is different!
Its meticulously modified Jurassic World is a bloodthirsty monster, with surging power, abundant weapon slots, and an EMP collider, all designed to devour its opponents!
Harrison stayed behind to show those lighter riders what he was capable of, and to make his name as the "Explosive Rider" in the Palmer Sprint!

"Damn it, I'll use you as an example!"

He gripped the steering wheel so tightly it creaked, and then, coming to his senses, he was surprised to find:
Silver Knight 577 completely ignored the cars on the bend and kept accelerating in the narrow, deadly lane!
Harrison pulled the pin and threw an EMP grenade out the window.

He knew very well how fragile the driving systems of those intelligent vehicles were; if the assistance systems malfunctioned, the vehicle would immediately lose its balance!
Click~
A black bomb rolled off the roof of a Jurassic-style car.

crunch--

The expected screech of brakes came from behind.

"Aha!"

Harrison swung the steering wheel, only to be surprised to find that the Silver Knight supercar was gently "nodding" in the rearview mirror. By suddenly reducing its speed, it avoided the explosion range of the EMP and immediately distributed torque to the rear wheels, perfectly offsetting the "death gyro" effect caused by the side suspension.

"F, F, Fuck!"

Jurassic suddenly whipped its tail.

bump!
Harrison felt a distinct impact.

But it wasn't him, but the silver cavalry, which suddenly accelerated and lightly bumped into him in its own direction of inertia.

"Depend on!"

Speeding is more precise than defusing a bomb.

The Silver Knight's gentle collision shattered the fragile balance.

Harrison could feel the monster beneath him suddenly go out of control. No matter how he turned the steering wheel, it seemed to be provoking it. Then the world spun around, and the entire car crashed into the billboard, and then…

It took flight!

“DM—”

A dazzling burst of sparks and the extinguished mosaic pierced through the windshield.

Harrison felt a chill run down his spine during the few seconds he was suspended in the air.

Because his car was crammed with deadly weapons, those explosive and dangerous items were about to explode due to a violent collision before they even had a chance to make a name for themselves.

Rumbling--

A fiery tornado illuminated the ring road.

The brightness within the thick smoke continued to increase, with explosions coming one after another, illuminating the crystal car cover of the Silver Knight 577.

Olos gripped the armrest, embedded in the passenger seat.

Her fingers trembled slightly; after all, it wasn't a power prosthetic, and she had to use all her strength just to maintain her balance.

in the driver's seat.

John remained expressionless from the moment he started the vehicle.

His pupils reflected all the vehicle's data, as if those deadly curves and the red alerts that flickered and disappeared were all part of a simulation.

The sound of the explosion was left behind, just like every time I overtook another car before.

"Enter the city."

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Orlos heard John speaking.

Before she could react, the whooshing sound coming through the frame made her mechanical heart start pumping blood faster.

The Silver Rider supercar flew into the downtown area—

This is the boundary line of the western district.

Outside the area affected by the partial martial law.

The racing competition couldn't clear the downtown area, so this place was no longer an empty dock or a deserted highway outside the city, but a bustling street, with holographic projections spreading like fungal spots in every corner!

The supercar plunged right into a dazzling display of color.

John controlled the steering wheel with one hand, switched pedals with his toes, and even managed to reach across the control panel with his other hand to press the "lightly flying" Orlos back into the seat.

Bang, sizzle—

The silver steed "glided" through the city streets, landing in the commercial street beneath the Plato Building, leaving two clear tire tracks.

"Cough cough!"

Oros felt as if all the air had been sucked out of her lungs.

Beep, beep beep, hum—

As soon as she opened her eyes, countless vehicles passed by her.

The air was filled with the sounds of brakes and horns.

The city street scene flowed like water on the car window.

Oros was tightly enveloped in the seat, while the car window in front of her transformed into a dazzling crystal ball.

The intense dizziness gave her a dreamlike feeling.

Click, bang.

The sound of John operating the machine briefly brought him back to his senses.

call--

next second.

The Silver Rider supercar plunged into the city tunnel.

The yellow light tubes flashed regularly before Oros's eyes, and the loud screech of brakes and collisions seemed to grow longer in the haze.

She felt like she was suffocating...

The light from the tunnel exit slashed into her vision like a praying mantis's blade. John didn't slow down, but swerved the steering wheel, veered off the outside lane, and sped away, the scorching tires exploding with a crushing force on the concrete ditch.

Orlos's mechanical heart continued to swing.

That technological creation, which is said to never stop, is currently undergoing a high-pressure test comparable to an experiment.

In the fleeting view outside the window, she saw the wild drivers left behind.

Vehicles collided and overturned one after another in the tunnel.

"Ah."

Oros, feeling dazed, inexplicably let out a laugh.

A strange emotion flowed from the intricately functioning heart.

That feeling is called "pleasure".

"...The weapons they're carrying are pretty ruthless. I seriously doubt the cops will allow the people at the docks to have another one..."

John seemed to be speaking.

Oros was in a daze and couldn't hear very clearly. When she turned her head, she could only see his mouth opening and closing, but she didn't have the mental energy to think about the specific content.

"Close your eyes!"

"Hey!"

"Now!"

John frowned.

As soon as Oros finally looked away, she felt a wave of scorching heat erupt from outside the passenger seat!

The aftershocks of the explosion sparked on the wheel hub.

John immediately locked the front wheels, allowing the limited-slip differential to maintain power to the rear wheels.

The entire car performed an extreme drift under the holographic projection in the city square.

A small missile that was following the machine was detonated on the vending machine, and then both shops on either side experienced varying degrees of power failure.

buzzing-

Police drones appeared overhead almost simultaneously.

The ECPD finally couldn't hold back and dispatched police from three city blocks to hunt down the street racers.

Silver Knight 577 returns to positive speed.

The aftershocks of the explosion created ripples on the crystal car cover.

call--

The passenger window was rolled down.

The hurricane rushed in, scattering Oros's hair, and after a five-second suffocating moment, she finally calmed down.

"Tch, fuck you, John!"

Oros spat out the short hair from her mouth and frowned as she stared at him.

John, however, remained expressionless.

"You're almost fainting, I'm helping you stay awake. Don't forget, we still have a business deal to make."

"Heh, no rush, let's win the game first."

"It's done."

John's answer surprised Orlos.

She suddenly realized that the "finish line" on the virtual map was receding behind her, while the electronic leaderboard next to it displayed a congratulatory message for the first place winner.

欻——

John easily escaped the drone's pursuit, leaving Silver Rider 577 stranded at Palmer's dock.

The coolant under the hood is boiling.

A hissing sound, like a snake flicking its tongue, came from the exhaust vent.

Oros got out of the car, enduring her headache as she leaned against the door frame.

Her prosthetic eye blinked as she sifted through the dense data, trying to calibrate the abnormal beating of the mechanical heart.

After a long time.

The warning signs disappeared.

Oros breathed a sigh of relief and looked in the direction where the car had been speeding.

A blue and white haze of light illuminated the night sky of Eden City, with police searchlights and hovercars moving among the holographic projections.

"Fuck, John, you... um?"

Orlos did not see any familiar figures in the driver's seat.

She leaned against the door frame and looked up, her gaze passing over the car roof, just in time to see John jogging back across the street, tossing a bottle of chilled sparkling water across his face.

Water vapor condenses into dewdrops.

It created a dazzling display of color across half the city.

Oros forgot what she wanted to say and was about to speak when she heard John across from her raise his hand to signal for quiet.

[Communication Channel Authorization/Agreement]

[Unknown contact [voice call]]

"John, it's me. You're in luck! I managed to get the stuff you wanted from an underground clinic. I'm pretty resourceful. Hurry up, or you won't get any fresh stock."

The ghoul called.

(End of this chapter)