The Creators: From Night City

The sky darkened instantly.

[Natalie: Command post, we've entered the outer sandstorm area, visibility is decreasing rapidly.]

[Qiwei: Received. The vehicle's radar projection monitoring is functioning normally and can be activated at any time.]

Vincent pulled out the prosthetic connection cable from his left arm, inserted it into the interface on the dashboard with a bit of unfamiliarity, and activated the radar that could rely on sound waves for positioning.

He was about to start his job as a navigator.

Under the cover of wind and sand, several minor frictions broke out in the entire convoy in an instant.

The BRX team took advantage of the cover of wind and sand to forcefully squeeze past two cars and give a hard kick to the rear of a lightweight car that had been blocking its overtaking route. Due to the sudden drop in visibility, the other car was forced to slow down to ensure safety, thus giving the BRX team a chance to retaliate.

The driver had obviously used some kind of explosive acceleration, knocking the opponent into a state of disorientation. While twisting and turning, he continued to step on the accelerator, sticking to the opponent and trying to squeeze the lightweight racing car aside. However, he did not expect that a row of grappling hooks would pop out of the opponent's body in an instant and nail it to his body.

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The other driver simply released the accelerator, and relying on his own weight, he forced the other car's speed to slow down, while also destroying the other car's driving stability.

The two were "inseparable", but they didn't expect that a heavy racing car would come from behind and crush them directly between them with its large tonnage and weight.

The centipede-like lightweight racing hook tore apart while also tearing out a large piece of metal flesh from the opponent.

Natalie drove slowly, following the end of the tank, successfully breaking through the blockade and driving into the storm and yellow sand.

"These small factories just like to come up with these fancy designs." Natalie gave her own evaluation after passing the two cars that were both damaged.

The competition is still going on, and a large number of unprofessional cars have been eliminated. The remaining ones are naturally more professional, stronger, and more difficult to deal with.

At the very least, Natalie's strategy of showing weakness to the enemy and taking advantage of the situation began to fail.

Gravel and sand strong enough to shatter ordinary car windows were carried into the air by the storm, while the extremely low visibility and strong wind resistance caused all cars to slow down sharply.

However, all cars tried their best to maintain the highest speed they could, even at the risk of car crash and death.

After all, no one doesn't want to win the championship.

Except for the Grand Cherokee.

At this time, a smooth path with less elevation difference becomes the key item that everyone is scrambling to grab.

And the 'Son of the Evil Land' is naturally no exception.

Natalie used collisions, sneaking, explosive acceleration, and even superb operations such as taking advantage of every opportunity to seize the right of way among more than a dozen cars. She then pierced through her unknown disguise of "Come Again", making these teams instantly realize that such a person who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger has emerged from the remote mountains.

A large amount of communication was exchanged, and after a short and intense exchange between the racer and the back-end support staff, it was clear that the "Son of the Bad Land" was being targeted.

But Natalie has already used her first-start advantage to rush to the front of the mid-range team and has firmly maintained her positional advantage.

In a sandstorm, the direction of the car's movement is very important. Running against the wind and sand will only fill the air inlets and outlets with sand, greatly increasing the failure rate. The correct way is to run diagonally along the wind and cut through the wind barrier.

The body of the 'Son of the Badlands' is large and heavy. At the beginning of its design, Jiang Bing, an expert in Badlands survival, decided on a strategy to increase its own weight to withstand possible severe storms. This measure is taking effect rapidly, continuously accumulating advantages for the two.

While other small race cars were afraid to hit the accelerator against the wind, the 'Badland Son' went the other way and went against the current.

He continued to overtake the vehicles in front one after another, and his ranking soared.

On the 90th floor of the Gem Blue Building, Lucius Lane was sitting in his booth, holding a 'cigar' that had come out of Dogtown in his hand. While puffing away, he looked at the giant live broadcast screen of the event in the hall from afar.

Next to him was the bald deputy mayor, Wilton Holt, who often appeared as a target for the Sixth Street Gang.

"Wilton, this 'Good Come Again' team, was it sponsored by that food processing factory in Taiping Prefecture a while ago?"

"That's right, Mayor," Wilton Holt acted like the most loyal lackey.

"Information indicates that they recently destroyed the 'Whole Foods' food processing plant that the Vortex Gang had been counterfeiting. Now their synthetic meat has a large market share in Night City."

"Hmm?" the mayor snorted in confusion.

“What’s the background behind this factory?”

It's not surprising that he would ask this. When doing business in Night City, the toughness of the wrist is more important than the quality of the product.

"Anti-entropy."

The fat mayor frowned instantly.

"The organization that caused neutral city councilman Ste Jakojang to suffer a setback, lose his son, and be sent from outside Night City to Washington in disgrace?"

"Yes."

"Interesting," the mayor said, taking a sharp drag on his cigar. "We should be more careful with this 'Good Again'. Maybe we can catch some of that 'Anti-Entropy''s' tail and use it to control them."

Diagonally across from him on the window seat, a common-looking man in a suit and tie listened to the monitored voice coming from the headphones, his mouth twitching slightly. The glass beside him reflected a pair of blue artificial eyes and a subtle expression on his face, asking why he was looking for death when he was alive and well.

After giving the instructions, the fat mayor turned his attention back to the giant holographic screen, and on the screen, a huge racing car was racing away from the crowd.

It is the 'Son of the Bad Land'.

Natalie turned the vehicle's dual-boost system to high gear, and with the dual boost of the turbine and the mechanical system, the vehicle's forward speed suddenly increased significantly.

But the price is that the expensive engine life is being rapidly consumed, especially in such sandstorm weather. The turbine that uses exhaust gas to drive the turbine, increase the intake density and improve combustion efficiency will be more likely to stop working and be scrapped due to the intrusion of fine sand and dust.

This is a potential risk when using any filtering equipment.

However, Jiang Bing, the chief engineer, told Natalie bluntly during the communication that she didn't need to worry about this problem. He assured her that the car was equipped with an external secret weapon, which could be activated in the second half to solve the problem of sand and dust.

The eye-catching performance of the 'Son of the Badlands' caused dissatisfaction among many competitors, but everyone unanimously slowed down, conserved their strength, and prepared to go to the match point ahead to solve this tough opponent once and for all.

Shaoyuan Ridge.

This is a road located at the entrance to the Sonora Mountains.

As the name suggests, this is a winding path located on the uplift of the mountains. The narrow uphill road and the suspended terrain on both sides are definitely one of the most important race points.

The FIA ​​has buried hundreds of cameras in this location alone, so that they can capture the decisions and actions of each team as they pass by.

In fact, for sports cars, this open uphill road of more than ten meters is enough for these cars to run freely.

However, with visibility less than ten meters and the influence of the "Ha-Da wave" with strong crosswinds, maintaining a speed of 150 kilometers per hour and driving on this ridge road is like driving on a road of death.

At such a speed, it only takes a blink of an eye for the car to fly off the track and fall into the ravine.

The first person to pass by here was a silver-white figure.

It was Rayfield's "Mirror Knight", which maintained its leading position brought by the first-mover advantage and passed through the road like a flash of lightning.

Its leading speed advantage allowed it to pass through the pass that was destined to bury some of the contestants without being blocked by other contestants, as all of them were left behind.

However, with current technology, there is no way to design a perfect solution. While the high speed of the "Mirror Knight" brings advantages, there are naturally disadvantages.

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Speed-focused vehicles will soon face their disadvantages - rugged and winding mountain roads. There is not even a road in the second half, and it is purely a primitive landscape of barren mountains, hills, gravel slopes and high ground.

The people at Rayfield are well aware of this, and the major teams, the media, and even commentator Proudrev Hunt are also well aware of it.

But Renfield did it anyway.

Rayfield was betting that in this race, the car's speed advantage could equalize or even surpass the disadvantage.

This is undoubtedly a risky but effective solution.

But Jiang Bing knew more.

He knew that the pursuit of speed would inevitably require giving up some defensive capabilities. More importantly, high speed must be matched by the ultimate lightweighting of the vehicle body.

However, the extremely light car body cannot withstand the severe sandstorm.

In fact, Rayfield was also taking a gamble in this regard, but they had the latest weather data and concluded that there was a 75% probability that the intensity of this "Habo" would not exceed the load.

Although it is a gamble, it is not blind.

However, to borrow a phrase from Mr. Blue Eyes, Jiang Bing never gambles.

He only knew one thing: the storm was coming!

But some people don't know.

Arasaka's team did not have the 'God's perspective' activated.

Seeing Rayfield's sudden rise and leaving the others far behind, the Arasaka team, which had political purposes in participating in this race, became panicked.

They took out their best treasures.

A faint humming sound emanated from the interior of a racing car that seemed to be made of several building blocks. A dull impact enveloped the entire car body. Under the gaze of millions of people, 'Zhuilong' (Chasing Dragon), which had been entangled with Goodra's blood-red racing car 'Scarlet Earl', suddenly accelerated, and instantly outran all the cars in the first group at a speed nearly twice as fast as before, rushing towards Rayfield.

"what!"

"Dear viewers, you can see that the Arasaka team's car suddenly started to accelerate and left all the competitors in the same batch behind at an almost outrageous speed. The other fast teams couldn't even catch the exhaust gas. It seems that Rayfield's performance forced Arasaka to show their true skills." Prodrore Hunt began his passionate commentary.

"From the data we just received, we know that the instantaneous top speed of the 'Truiryu' reached an absurd 362 kilometers per hour, and it maintained this speed while moving in a straight line."

With a common enemy, the first few racing cars drove up the Shaoyuan ridge with their own unique skills.

The military-tech racing car 'Freedom' directly activated its special optical camouflage and hid itself in the sand and dust. This special full-body camouflage is very outstanding. Not only is it physically invisible, it also disappears in various scanning devices. With the cover of the sandstorm, its existence cannot even be felt from five meters away.

An invisible enemy is a huge threat in this kind of arena.

The other teams either burst into acceleration in a short period of time, or showed off their unique skills and rushed into the Sonora Mountains.

The 'Son of Badland' was obviously not so fancy. It just kept the dual-boost system running at full capacity. Under Vincent's guidance, it kept accelerating without deviation, trying to create distance from the car behind it.

But opponents of the same level will obviously not let it pass this critical juncture so easily.

The Bahrain Raid Xtreme car was not stingy with its energy consumption. It took the opportunity when the 'Son of the Badlands' passed a pothole and approached it fiercely. The sharp wind-breaking horns on both sides popped out and scratched the fish-scale-like armor of the 'Son of the Badlands', splashing a string of sparks. The car body, which was half a head longer than the previous one, was slammed to the side, trying to squeeze them off the cliff.

Natalie was not panicked by the impact. She first turned the steering wheel to wrestle with the other party, completely ignoring the fact that they had reached the turning entrance of Shaoyuan Ridge. Vincent, on the other hand, seamlessly conveyed to her the points that needed attention in the surrounding terrain through the brain-computer connection.

On the uphill road, the strong crosswind brought by the "Ha Da Bo" made all the drivers feel that their cars were a little drifting while driving, and the feeling was more obvious between the two wrestling cars.

Not only were the two vehicles affected by the crosswind, but the interaction also brought a lot of instability to the direction control of the two vehicles. You must know that both vehicles are now speeding at a speed of nearly 140 kilometers per hour, and the entire ridge path is only a dozen meters wide. As long as the wheels deflect by a few degrees and maintain it for a few seconds, the two vehicles will fly directly off the cliff.

Even though her reaction time reached 20 milliseconds thanks to the high-power operation of a full set of rapid response prosthetic components, Natalie still had a hard time driving. Fortunately, the other racer was also having a hard time, and both sides were barely in a stalemate.

The two cars stuck together as they rushed through the first half of the ridge and entered a natural L-shaped curve.

The terrain here embodies the wild intentions of the "Wasteland Rally". This natural and dangerous curve is the explosive terrain that the organizers have worked hard to find. For this reason, the FIA ​​people directly blew up another straight and spacious passage in order to force the racers to drift and experience heart-pounding drifts in this place without any guardrails and with mountain streams dozens of meters wide on both sides.

It has to be said that the FIA ​​has put a lot of effort into ratings.

Even though there was a direct brain-computer connection at the "L-turn", the dangerous terrain made Vincent couldn't help but shout out loud.

Feeling the constant force coming from her opponent, Natalie hooked her fingers forward and grabbed the surprise switch that Jiang Bing had prepared for this game.

The paddle was pressed down to shift into first gear, and the movable baffle at the rear of the "Son of the Badlands" instantly rose up, revealing several black tailpipes. Just as Natalie wanted to press the paddle further down, the opponent who had been fighting desperately suddenly slowed down and withdrew his strength.

The bend was approaching, and when Natalie thought that her opponent had chosen to compromise under the threat of death, the navigator Vincent discovered something wrong with his keen combat intuition.

Although he had not received professional rapid reaction prosthetic component modification, he had also installed Sian Westin. Following his intuition, he entered the 'time stop' state without hesitation to provide himself with more sufficient time for observation.

This observation made his face change drastically.

From the radar's perspective, the Bahrain Assault Xtreme's car was retreating, but another car painted in desert camouflage was bursting forward at a powerful speed. In a second or two, the side of the "Son of the Badlands" halfway around the corner would appear directly in front of his car.

If the collision had been successful, there was no doubt that the two people following the car would have been pushed directly off the cliff by the other car.

This was clearly a death trap carefully prepared by the two teams in cooperation with each other.

The crisis of death is coming.

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Vincent's discovery was brought to Natalie by the fluctuating electric current, but the professional driver was not afraid of danger and instead forced a cruel smile.

The camera turns to the drones flying high in the sky. Although the visibility is very low due to the 'Ha Da Bo', these specially customized drones have turned on the auxiliary photography mode of transient imaging technology. After being supported by the AI ​​dynamic denoising algorithm and the picture supplement algorithm, they can still restore the scene very clearly.

From a God's perspective, this killing game was clearly seen by the audience who were paying attention to this window.

With such high-speed inertia, a normal racing car would not be able to stop at all, not to mention this kind of terrain. The 'Son of the Badlands' can only choose to force the turn, otherwise it will rush out of the cliff directly, or be knocked off the cliff by the Bahrain Raid Xtreme car that has been sticking to it from behind.

In Panam's tightly clenched fist, this dilemma seemed to have turned into a decisive victory.

But Natalie was not panicked at all. Her Sian Westin was activated instantly, but the thinking acceleration ability it brought had long been covered by the high-power continuously running fast-anti-prosthetic components. Reality is not a game, and there is no speed-up buff when adding the two together.

Fortunately, she didn't need it. The main purpose of turning on Swanwestin was to speed up her control of the car and to make her control of the car more refined.

She gave up on the pick she had used once before, deciding to keep it hidden for a while longer and instead use another kind of 'black technology' that had previously left her dumbfounded.

Natalie's two specially reinforced prosthetic arms danced in front of her, leaving behind afterimages, and instantly completed operations that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

These operations are completed in milliseconds with the response of the electronic assistance system and are performed one by one according to the script written by Natalie.