This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 25 Difficult to Improve Synchronicity
Zhou Yun discovered a magical phenomenon.

Although he overturned Fengying and the synchronization rate between him and Fengying dropped to freezing point, Yinling's synchronization rate had risen to 11% at some point.

So he started driving Yinling again, and accidentally made her cry again. Yinling's synchronization rate fell to the lowest point again, but Fengying's synchronization rate was quietly recovering...

And every time he asked, "You don't even have this ability, do you?"
"I'd better go find Feng Ying/Yin Ling."
When you say things like, "I feel like your experience isn't as good as the other person's," etc.

The rebound effect of their synchronization rate is amazing.

Especially when similar words are actively mixed in, including but not limited to: 'yogurt', 'small cakes', 'milk tea' and so on.

The synchronization rate can reach more than 12%, which is the minimum standard for using exclusive skills.

This really made him feel good, but he also accidentally... squeezed out all the synchronization rates of the two mecha girls.

No matter what he said, Ji Niang refused to agree!
"Hey, Yinling, you don't want your cake to lose to Fengying, do you? You're obviously much better than her."

"Stay away from me! Don't come over here again!"

"Feng Ying, as Yin Ling's senior, can't you set an example for her? Look at your yogurt, even Yin Ling..."

"Wow, 555, I was wrong! I just can't compare to Yinling, so what?"

"..."

Zhou Yun threw out the contract with a snap, tapping the clauses on it with his fingers and said, "It's clearly written here that the machine girl is responsible for meeting the training needs of the contractor. You don't want to breach the contract, do you?"

The two mecha girls hugged each other tightly, like two little match girls hugging each other in the cold night.

Lan, Lan Xing is so scary, I want to go home!

Looking at the two pretty faces that were squeezed to the bone, Zhou Yun couldn't help but touch his nose: "Well, after all, I'm not a demon. Can't I just run a lap?"

The two mecha girls took a step back together.

"..."

Zhou Yun lowered his head, thinking about how to sustainably exhaust the resources when Manager Ye called him over.

"Huh, the devil is finally gone!" Feng Ying sobbed and looked at Yin Ling: "You go to training with him tomorrow! I'm going to be exiled in bed with Hugga Wagyu."

"Why!"

"Yinling, I have the photo of you vomiting."

"Humph, it's like no one has any."

After showing each other a lot of negative information about each other without any blind spots, the two girls couldn't help but hugged each other and cried.

"Zhou Yun is so scary!"

"What are we going to do tomorrow? Feng Ying, go ahead. I'll give you all my milk tea! I'll give you my game account too!"

"No, go ahead. Haven't you always wanted my tiramisu?"

After struggling for a long time, both sides realized that this was not a good idea. Feng Ying wiped away her tears and clenched her fists.

"We must resist!"

"That's right! We can't believe his lies anymore! We have to show our dignity as seniors!" Yin Ling raised her ambition, but then her face fell again: "But Feng Ying, what should we do?"

"Hey hey...we need to unite!"

……

"Come, sit down." Manager Ye pointed at the data on the computer screen and said, "Let me explain to you the problem I just saw..."

The data on the computer screen was terrible, and Zhou Yun was helpless about it.

It's still because of the synchronization problem.

Driving a mecha girl is different from operating the steering wheel. The mecha girl has subjective consciousness.

During the driving process, the contractor and the mecha girl need to keep their thoughts consistent in order to gradually improve the synchronization rate.

But the girl didn't listen to him at all!

Straight-line acceleration is fine, and the girl has no objection to the choice of route, but the problem lies in activating skills and cornering.

Every time he used a skill, the mecha girl would yell something like "I'm going to die," and the synchronization rate plummeted.

When turning, he felt the latest braking point was later than the driver expected. If the driver missed her braking point, she would scream "Ah" and actively reduce the power. He said many times that following his method would allow you to pass, but...

The girl can't overcome her instincts, and every time she fights for control, the car is bound to crash.

Even without drifting, his choice of braking points would drive the driver crazy.

Damn it!
"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. You are too impatient." Manager Ye said.

Although he was very anxious as the World Championship was approaching, Zhou Yun didn't even finish a lap today.

But he keenly found clues from the data.

Zhou Yun is very strong.

The racing lines he chose were all the best racing lines, and he never made a wrong choice!
And there is no hesitation in the selection process, just like drinking water, always making the choice as fast as possible.

Neither of his teammates could do that.

Jiang Wuyang was right about this guy. In time, this kid would definitely achieve great things, but right now...

Manager Ye pulled up the mind-fitting curve and pointed at the data. "The problem lies in trust," he said. "Look, at speeds below 200 kilometers per hour, your mind-fitting with the robot girl is the best."

Zhou Yun instantly understood what Manager Ye meant. "What I mean is, I can start with a slow speed to build up the girl's trust in my running style, and then gradually increase the threshold?"

"That's right." Manager Ye nodded. "That's what I mean. You can figure out how to do it yourself."

Zhou Yun lowered his head and pondered, and some ideas came to his mind.

Manager Ye turned around and began to instruct other team members on training strategies.

"Fang Wei, you braked too early for this turn..."

"If the opponent chooses to release spiritual pressure skills here, you will lose your racing line and will be in a passive position."

"Where the hell is Wang Yuan?"

……

"Xiyue, where have you been going crazy again?"

Jiang Wuyang had just finished taking care of the ancestral temple and wanted to go to the airport to pick up his daughter, but he came back empty-handed.

"You know, there are a bunch of paparazzi out there waiting to expose something about you! What if those bastards from the Light Wheel see this? They'll definitely make a big fuss about it."

"It's not that serious, Dad." Jiang Xiyue said with a bitter face: "I just..."

"Isn't this serious? Why are you participating in the registration race here? You don't know what's going on, do you?" Jiang Wuyang snorted coldly: "If it happens again, can you still keep your position as the number two driver?"

Jiang Xiyue pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

She is Jiang Wuyang's daughter. Outside, she is a glamorous racing driver and must maintain sufficient excellence.

Inside the halo, he is the target of criticism from a large group of people.

It's because her father is obsessed with training excellent drivers, which blocks the way for too many people in the Light Wheel to make money.

Sometimes she really feels tired.

She loves racing and wants to get better at it.

But the atmosphere within the Nimbus Club was gradually wearing away her enthusiasm.

"Speak? What have you been doing?"

"Wuyang." Heavy Armor Ling Yu knew Jiang Wuyang's temper very well. You know, Xiyue took her to play arcade games for an entire afternoon. Wouldn't she be furious?
So he smiled and said, "I asked her to accompany me to buy some clothes. Besides, you are so capable, how could you let these villains take Xiyue's position?"

Jiang Wuyang was very pleased with these words, but he still had a sullen look on his face as he sat on the chair. "Hmph, you'll go to training tomorrow. Your uncle Kong and I have already agreed that you can use the venue as you please."

Ling Yu winked at Jiang Xiyue.

Jiang Xiyue hurried forward to massage Jiang Wuyang's shoulders and back.

"Dad, I just went out to play. Besides, I'm your daughter. What's wrong with training later? Who in Jingyun City can outrun me?"

Jiang Wuyang suddenly thought of someone in his mind and said with a smile.

"There really is one. He's at the Xiaoyunshan Racetrack. You might not be able to outrun him in this race."

(End of this chapter)