— This turned out to be a royal indoor velodrome!
"Kirin, White Tiger." The emperor walked over, patted the two cool racing cars with satisfaction, and the Bi An on his wrist beeped, and at the same time, the dome lights of the two racing cars turned on, as if they were some 3S mechs are greeting each other.
"The virtual spirit bolts of Bi An and Griffin are indeed copies of the Alliance Phoenix, but the Qilin and White Tiger are independently developed by the Empire. They completely abandon the mecha nerve belt and use photoelectric transmission and simulated consciousness control, which greatly reduces the difficulty of driving. This has a great advantage, that is, even people with a low mental threshold can drive this kind of advanced mecha, if this technology becomes popular, the empire's mecha corps will dominate the entire universe in the future."
Celia circled the racing car, touched her chin and asked, "Isn't it expensive?"
"The price is an important reason why they can't be popularized..." The emperor thought about what words to use to describe their price, and nodded affirmatively after a moment: "—12.46 times the cost of the griffin."
Griffon: "..."
Griffon Didi Liu came out of Celia's pocket and raised his fist angrily in protest: "Nonsense! How can the value of my smart and cute little mech be measured by money!"
You are an odd number... The emperor turned his head silently. The virtual spirit plug of the Griffin was originally 3S level, but it has been brought close by Celia for such a long time, and the pure marrow fluid is used as an energy source. It is impossible to measure the current level of the spirit plug. The performance of all items is no different from that of humans, which may have exceeded the upper limit of artificial intelligence ratings.
But the emperor would definitely not show this in front of the stupid lion, he just looked at it and shrugged regretfully.
"Nonsense! Partial!" Griffin cried and got back into Celia's pocket.
Celia patted the pocket of her trousers casually to show comfort, but Heinrich asked with a triumphant look in his eyes, "Will you play a game?"
"What kind of game?"
"Mecha racing is driven by spirit. The higher the spirit threshold, the more proficient the technology, the faster the driving speed. You and I each pick a car, start from the beginning of the track, and come back here after all the distance. Whoever wins soon will win." The emperor provoked a somewhat nasty smile: "How is it?"
"..." Celia narrowed her eyes slightly, stared at Heinrich thoughtfully, and said for a while, "Sounds good... What's the big deal?"
Although he was full of momentum, Heinrich knew that his chances of winning the game were very small. Celia was not so much asking about the lottery, but rather asking how much blood he planned to bleed for this game. The emperor then waved his hand very proudly: "Honey, what is mine is not yours? Just take what you want! - Oh yes, the property of the empire is not good, the empire belongs to the people."
Celia gave him a thumbs up jokingly, expressing his convincing-this action has the same effect as Kaleyan. Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned around between the two racing cars, walked to the black one, and patted on the door: "Kirin?"
Qilin cautiously turned on the dome lights.
Celia opened the car door and got in, saying, "I'll drive this one."
The interior of the racing car is actually a small mecha cab, without a steering wheel, only a helmet and a brain link device. Celia put on the tight protective clothing, pulled the zipper up to her chin, put on extremely tight black leather gloves, and shook her fingers vigorously, only to see Heinrich strode over and knocked on his car window: "Imperial plane Armor intelligence is number one! Much better than the Griffin!"
The griffin swished its head out: "I want to kill the king, the king, the king, the king!"
Celia stuffed it back into his pocket and put on the helmet-style brain link device. The foreground in front of him suddenly changed, and his field of vision shifted from inside the racing car to outside the track, and the surrounding suddenly turned into a spacious hall—his consciousness merged into the mecha, becoming one with it!
Celia's consciousness moved, and the racing car immediately began to accumulate power, making a dull and powerful starting sound!
—It’s really powerful. This kind of virtual consciousness technology has surpassed the alliance for at least 20 years... Celia frowned slightly, only to hear a calm voice in the back of her mind: "I am indeed the number one in the intelligence of the Empire's mechs."
"... Kirin?"
"Hello, Marshal Celia," Qilin said, "I have one thing to ask you: this stupid lion may lower my IQ, can I throw it out of the car window later?"
Celia: "..."
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Sitting in the white tiger mecha, the first thing the emperor did was to stretch his palms, and the Bi An bracelet turned into a light brain and leaped up: "Your Majesty?"
"Give me a blood test."
Bi An glanced at the emperor's expression, stretched out a probe and pricked the artery in his wrist. After a few seconds, the medical system automatically came up with the analysis result, and Bi An said cautiously: "It is indeed an inhibitor, the kind with extremely strong concentration."
... If you can take inhibitors, it means that you are not pregnant... If you get pregnant successfully, the Omega pheromone will change naturally, and the medicine can't be suppressed...
The reason why the Griffin came to the test just now was because he didn't want Celia to feel that he was not trusted, but in fact, both of them knew that they were like hunters and prey when it came to children. Intrigue, even called hunting is almost the same.
Why on earth do you have no children? It would be too coincidental to say that the one-in-a-million chance has been caught up twice in a row... Maybe there was originally, but Celia...
No, no, the emperor immediately dispelled this guess. No one knows better than him how soft-hearted Celia is. Thanks to his strength, he is said to be a compassionate and strong-minded man. If it were an ordinary person, it would be a serious Madonna disease... According to Celia According to Ya's behavior style, even if he took the after-effect medicine immediately, once he had a child, he would never have the heart to destroy this living life.
So maybe it's an afterthought drug...
It shouldn't be, based on that time, after-the-fact medicine shouldn't work no matter what...
"What are you thinking, Heinrich?" Celia's voice suddenly came from the headset.
"Huh? Huh," the emperor got up and put on his helmet: "Are you ready?"
A huge timer was raised at the entrance of the track, and the two cars made a low rumble at the same time. The bright red second hand counted down, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two—
Heinrich and Celia took a breath at the same time.
zero!
The moment the second hand returned to zero, there was a loud bang, and the black and white racing cars rushed out like arrows at the same time!
At that moment, both Heinrich and Celia showed absolute strength. The two cars passed the first 90-degree sharp turn almost side by side, and then the car body roared past, leaving only two blurred lights and shadows!
The counting board on the side of the track changed rapidly, and the bright red characters showed that the acceleration from the corner to the straight road exceeded 500 kilometers per hour, and this number was still changing. The spiritual threshold of the two is also gradually increasing. At the beginning, they went hand in hand. Heinrich reached 100 seconds before Celia, but immediately after exceeding 150, Celia's value increased rapidly. Overtook Heinrich and broke through 200!
"The propulsion system is at the top!" Qilin shouted: "Ready to take off!"
There was a sharp whoosh, but the two racing cars climbed rapidly at the same time, and instantly ascended to the track that was 90 degrees perpendicular to the ground!
The terrain here is varied, and all the turns are 360-degree irregular turns. The suspended racing car with a speed of over 1,000 per hour is like two lightning bolts piercing the sky. The camera only has time to capture the long tail of smoke left on the track after they fly past. . Baihu and Qilin rushed through a six-series winding curve almost at the same time, and at the moment when they were rushing down from a high altitude, Qilin suddenly accelerated forward, and Baihu suddenly let out a roar in the car: "—the other party's mental threshold has broken through 300! "
Heinrich's pupils shrank, and he saw the number on the dashboard in an instant: two hundred and ninety-three!
— This number is definitely not low. Before marking Celia, his maximum spiritual threshold was only 264, which is enough to make the whole empire proud.
However, now that Celia has broken through 300 with ease, he is still hovering over 290 - don't look at the 78% point as nothing, the important thing is that he knows that he has almost reached the upper limit!
He's almost there, Celia isn't there yet!
The White Tiger racing car roared, rushing across the track like a meteor, and Heinrich could even feel the sharp wind cutting his skin, causing a slight sting—is he really lost like this? Lost by such a small gap? Although the opponent is Gavin Silia, although it is an honor to lose the game with a top-level mental threshold close to 300%, but...
But he knew he didn't want to.
Celia may lack everything. He has no parents and family, no lovers and friends, no personal property, and no so-called freedom and personal space. Although his personal feelings are extremely poor, he never lacks the defeat of his subordinates, nor does he lack the gaze of looking up from the bottom up.
Those who follow him can only follow him all their lives, but Heinrich never put himself in the position of a follower from the beginning. He wants to be a person like Celia, wants to have an equal dialogue with him, and wants him to face up to his beliefs and ideals. It is true that the two still have differences so far, but as long as he can overthrow Celia, he can prove that he has chosen the correct path, and those divergent ideas will no longer exist.
Heinrich gritted his teeth, and at that moment his strong belief overcame everything. When his mental power broke through the upper limit, he felt an unbearable pain, which made him let out a violent roar!
boom!
The white tiger speeded up suddenly, and caught up with the rear of Qilin's car amidst the powerful roar!
"Marshal!" Qilin shouted violently!
Heinrich had no time to look at the spiritual power numbers on the dashboard. At such a speed of life and death, all the scenery turned into dazzling arrows of light, and even the unicorn in front of him gradually faded from his sight. He can only stare at the road in front of him, use all his mind and will, and stare at the direction he is going, nothing else.
He didn't even notice that he wasn't being pulled further away by the unicorn - just half the body!
Halfway through the race, they still only missed half a car!
"Gavin!" Even the griffin couldn't help jumping out of the Qilin car: "Accelerate! Accelerate! The white tiger is only 12 milliseconds away! Accelerate!"
At the same time, the white tiger is also roaring: "There are only fifty-seven seconds to the finish line! Enter the flat zone! Get ready to sprint at full speed!!"
The sound of the two racing cars accelerating turned into the same bang, not even a fraction of a second. Black and white meteors swooped down from the sky side by side, and at the same time, the second hand on the counting board in front was also counting down, ten, nine, eight, seven...
It was obviously the most concentrated and peak moment of mental power, but many scattered images suddenly flashed in Heinrich's mind: when he saw himself as a bodyguard, he was always looking up at the back of Marshal Celia's white military uniform in front of him; During the war, the bright and magnificent phoenix stood in front of the solar storm; in the final decisive battle of Ophiuchus, the phoenix fell to the vast desert of Red Saturn with a long smoke...
A flood of memories flashed through my mind like a horse watching flowers, but the second hand barely passed one frame.
Immediately afterwards, two racing cars dropped from the sky and crossed the finish line in an instant!
Ding! !
An automatic system prompt sounded from the channel: "The race is over, the Mecha Unicorn has won, please slow down the car!"
Still lost... Heinrich slowly parked the white tiger at the end of the track, only listening to the system time signal from the headset: "Mecha Kirin took a total of 3 minutes, 09 seconds and 434 milliseconds, and the peak mental threshold was 309%; A white tiger took a total of 3 minutes, 09 seconds, and 422 milliseconds, and the peak mental threshold was 307%, and Qilin won with a difference of 12 milliseconds!"
Lost by only 12 milliseconds
Doesn't that mean that in the second half of the schedule, the growth rate of his mental threshold can be kept the same as Celia's? !
Heinrich was greatly surprised. He pushed the car door open, and his feet almost went limp when they hit the ground—excessive consumption of mental energy still brought him a serious load. The emperor staggered to support the racing car. Although his body was extremely exhausted, he felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment after the hard work. He took a long while to catch his breath and felt the energy slowly recovering from his limbs and bones.
"Selia?" Heinrich strode towards the unicorn, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: "Congratulations, you won, but you only won by 12 milliseconds—"
He pulled the hood of the car with a hustle, and as soon as he leaned over, he froze for an instant.
—I saw Celia's face was pale and sweaty, with one hand propped on the dashboard, and the other hand covering her mouth so hard that her veins bulged, and her whole body curled up in pain!
In an instant, Heinrich's expression changed, he hugged him out of the cab, and said angrily, "What's wrong with you?! What's going on?! Bi An!"
Bi An's optical brain flew out of the cab like an arrow, and it was about to turn into a medical cabin and cover Celia head-on. However, at this moment, it was suddenly pushed away by Celia, followed by an uncontrollable voice: "Ouch!"
emperor:"… "
The emperor stood there twitching at the corner of his mouth, and was caught off guard by Celia's spat.
silence.
There was a dead silence.
"I'm sorry, I'm not... vomit!" Celia leaned over and vomited again. After repeated several times, she finally squeezed out the last trace of clear water in her stomach, so that she finally felt more comfortable. He wobbled back to the car door and leaned against it, exhausted, "I'm a little motion sick, the track is too sharp... How are you? Do you want to wash?"
"..." A hundred divine beasts galloped past his heart in an instant, and the emperor said frantically, "How could you get motion sickness?!"
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However, Celia suffered from motion sickness, not only that, but also very dizzy, until Heinrich took her to the supporting locker room of the stadium, she was so confused that she couldn't raise her spirits.
Heinrich didn't bother to change his clothes, first took the medicine box to find a soothing agent for Celia, watched him drink the water, and forced him to drink a glass of salt and sugar water. There was no need to send out the medical cabin for such a small problem. The emperor personally put Celia on the big sofa in the dressing room and laid it down with a comfortable pillow. After confirming that he didn't want to vomit anymore, he turned around and went to change clothes.
Fortunately, the smell was not too strong, and he became numb after all the tossing. Heinrich was lazy and didn't take a shower immediately. He just wiped his strong and strong upper body casually, and changed out the coat that Aaron had left here before. On board, he immediately turned back to look for Celia.
The Marshal of the Alliance was lying on his side on the large sofa, his pale cheeks had finally returned a tinge of blood, and when he saw him approaching, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, which seemed a bit joking: "Where is my beauty?"
"..." This sentence blocked the emperor's thousands of words back into his throat, and he said blankly after a long while: "Is 12 milliseconds considered a win?"
"One microsecond counts as a win. Where's my jackpot?"
Heinrich's long and strong legs straddled the coffee table, walked to the sofa, sat down unceremoniously, and stared at Celia with a proud and unwilling gaze. At this moment, anyone could see what was going on in his mind. Sure enough, after a long time, he murmured: "It's only 12 milliseconds..."
12 milliseconds, a 2% difference in the mental threshold, is it possible to win with a little effort
This victory, which has never been seen in hundreds of years, was so close to him, so close that it was within reach!
Probably seeing the faint longing in the emperor's eyes, Celia finally looked away and sighed almost silently, "You have indeed made great progress, and such an increase is not just a mark. If you maintain this speed and continue to temper your spirit If you are strong, maybe it won't be long before your mental threshold will surpass mine."
How long will it take to make up the 2 percent gap
— No time at all!
Two percent can't even be called a gap, because the most subtle differences in the human body, such as sleeping, eating, and emotional levels, can cause subtle changes in the mental threshold. 2% can only be said to be a normal margin of error. In many places, the machine actually It's all undetectable.
So the emperor didn't pursue the phrase "maybe it won't be long before" - subconsciously, he directly took it as Celia's face was not up and down, so he justified himself.
The young Alliance Marshal obviously saw this too, but he didn't say anything to expose it. He just smiled slightly: "But that's all in the future. Now that I've won, what are you going to do to please me?"
Heinrich suddenly turned his head to look, and the eyes of the two collided, and they did not move away for a long time. After a long while, the emperor suddenly gave a grinning smile, which was rather irritating on his handsome face, and then he waved to Bi An: "—Qi An, take out my personal property list, let Celia think about it." Just move out if you want anything."