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Chapter 225: Arena(1/2)

 Chapter 225 Arena

Arakawa District was still a farmland during the Edo period. After the Meiji Restoration, factories began to be built here because of the abundant water resources. There were many contiguous factory areas without any planning, which became a temporary landscape.

However, with the changes of the times, many backward factories have gradually been eliminated and turned into ruins due to production capacity structure and other reasons.

The starting point of the competition is the ruins of an old steel factory. The towering chimneys prove its former glory, but it is now overgrown with weeds.

If Ling remembers correctly, she also visited Arakawa District when she traveled to Japan in her previous life. Large areas of factory ruins there have been transformed into citizen parks. There is also the famous Nippori Textile Street, which can be purchased at a very cheap price.

All kinds of clothes.

But now, Arakawa is in a desolate stage where the old era has ended and the new era has not yet begun.

When Beidou's Toyota drove into the steel plant, it was still more than an hour before the game started, but the place was already very busy.

The underground driver's competition attracted a large number of onlookers.

There are many young people, mostly boys, but also some girls aged sixteen or seventeen.

There were many cars parked on both sides of the road, and they gave way to the middle lane in a tacit understanding. Beidou's car drove into the old steel factory without attracting many people's attention.

At this time, it is not a Black Panther, but a Mark 2 Toyota Corona.

It's quite high-end. It is the high-end car that Toyota has mainly promoted in the past few years, but that's all.

The underground drivers and fans here don't care whether the car is high-end or not. What they care about is the engine that has been modified to beat like a dragon's heart, and the driver's drifting skills that are as delicate as art.

"There are so many people here, and there are people at every corner of the streets we just passed by," Ling Ye said with some surprise.

"This is a racing showdown."

The blood is boiling and the heart is surging. Beidou is not a speedster, but he can feel it to some extent. His opponent is never a human being, but a more terrifying enemy, a real life and death enemy. Whenever a super beast chases behind the Black Panther, it is a matter of life and death.

The first-line feeling may be somewhat similar to that of those drag racers.

Beidou glanced at his watch, it read eleven forty.

Just now, he took Lingya to drive the Black Panther around Tokyo twice. He used up a tank of oil and refilled it, but found nothing abnormal. Even if he speeded up the Black Panther, it was of no use.

That super beast, when a drag racer appears, the important thing is not just the noise.

During the day, the TAC team experimented with artificially making loud noises at preset locations to attract super beasts. 70 decibels is the upper limit that humans can accept, and anything above is defined as noise that makes people uncomfortable. If it exceeds 100 decibels, it will

Can cause hearing damage.

The TAC team's experiment started at 70 decibels and ended at 150 decibels at the moment when a simulated rocket missile exploded. Sound alone can kill living things, but the continuous loud noise produced no abnormality.

Ling is right, what really matters is emotion. Noise that accompanies intense emotions is needed.

The game is scheduled for 1 a.m., with twenty minutes left.

The streets should be cleared of cars by then. Even if there are sporadic cars, they will be temporarily stopped during the game.

There is a fleet of cars parked on the roadside, all of which are American-made muscle cars. A truck is parked next to it as a maintenance truck. The compartment is open and contains various equipment and spare parts.

"Give me the wrench."

One of the participating parties is Arakawa’s team ‘Bald Eagle’, which is doing final inspections on its car.

"That guy named Nakamura Jin, I heard he's from Hokkaido?" Hachijo Matsudaira closed the hood of the car. He is the team leader of the 'Bald Eagle' and is also today's racing driver. Although the team has professional mechanics

, but he is used to checking the car himself before every race.

"That's the name. It's been very popular in the past few months. Along the way along Aomori, Akita, and Fukushima, it has challenged many teams. There are also some quite famous drivers among them. Aomori has a wide-area rider with the title of 'Lost Mountain Ghost'

Hirokatsuto, and Yuuki Kusama, the leader of Iwate's 'S·Osoba' team."

"That's really amazing."

"Why, Ba Zhang, are you stressed?"

"Pressure?" Hachizhang sneered, "A domestic car, competing with us on a city track?"

Nakamura Jin’s car, the Toyota Crown, attempted to enter the U.S. market more than ten years ago. The 1.5-displacement engine made American dads laugh out loud, and the horsepower was even less than 50 horsepower.

The Japanese, who are accustomed to driving on muddy roads with speed limits of 40 and 50, could not imagine Americans' demand for horsepower. The fast and roaring engines on the highway are the truth. In the end, within three years, the Toyota Crown was sold in the United States.

Less than 300 vehicles were exported.

What a shame.

Of course, that was the first-generation Crown. Afterwards, Toyota was forced to change. In the second and third generations, it focused on horsepower, and now uses a 1.9L displacement engine.

But in front of an authentic American car, there is no difference. After all, it is just a toy.

"He actually drove a Toyota to compete with us. Did he think he was driving the TAC team's 'Panther'?"

Bazhang's words made everyone in the convoy laugh.

Speaking of the Black Panther, Hachijo did see a Toyota Corona Mark 2 parked here before, but after a cursory glance, he didn't take it to heart. That model is not uncommon on the streets of Tokyo and is owned by rich people.

Toys.

"Why hasn't that guy arrived yet? I really have plenty of time."

Beidou and Ling also sat in the car for some time. The night in Tokyo in early February was still very cold, and the wind was still biting. I don’t know how those people waiting outside could withstand the cold. Some girls even wore

Short skirt.

"It's really full of enthusiasm and joy." Ling also closed her eyes and felt the passionate human emotions in the air. This is also what Super Beast likes most.

It was much warmer inside the car, and she couldn't help but yawn.

"It's not good for you to stay up late at your age. You have to go to school tomorrow, right? Can't you get out of bed? If you're tired, you can sleep in the car for a while. I'll call you when we start."

If Reiya hadn't been Gaia, Beidou would never have brought a girl of this age to see the night view of Tokyo in the early morning.

Tomorrow is Monday, and of course I have to go to school. But if I stay up late, I won’t be able to get out of bed? I’m laughing to death, of course I won’t.

For Lingya, staying up late has nothing to do with lack of sleep.

She has a bedroom where Gaia gives her a still time, allowing her to sleep in a space independent of the timeline.

Even if you go to bed at five in the morning, you can sleep for ten hours, and you can even stay in bed for as long as you want, and then get up to greet the sun at six in the morning.

Generally speaking, Lingya would go to bed before 10 o'clock every day and would not rely on Gaia's special abilities. She also did not want to turn such dependence into a habit. Even she herself felt that Gaia was a little too arrogant.
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But today this is ‘business’, to investigate the super beast, so I feel at ease.

"It's already twelve fifty-five. What happened to that guy Nakamura Jin? He broke the appointment?" Matsudaira Hachijo kept looking at the time and felt impatient.

"Maybe he ran away from the battle?"

It's indeed possible to say that. Just Toyota, if you see the GTO equipped with a large-displacement V8 engine, you probably peed your pants, right?

Beidou in the car could also hear the commotion outside. He also suspected that the other party might have broken the appointment, but it was not because of the Bald Eagle GTO, but because of the Black Panther yesterday's self-esteem.

No matter what, time still moved forward minute by minute. Then at fifty-eight minutes, the roar approached from a distance.

"Coming!"

Beidou remembers the sound of the engine.

Just come, otherwise your work tonight will be in vain.

Hachizhang also smiled, not with happiness, but with the excitement of facing the prey.

Come on, the roar of the engine makes people shudder whenever they hear it. And the friction of the wheels is really beautiful and natural. Being able to challenge multiple teams all the way without losing is really beyond imagination.

Waste.

He was looking forward to it.

"Coming!"

The sound seemed to have magic power. The fans who had been shivering in the cold winter night became energetic one by one. It was visible to the naked eye that even the cold air was forced away by the warm atmosphere.

"How do you feel?" Beidou asked Lingye.

"That's it."

Ling Ye's tone was relaxed, but somewhat insincere. She also felt that the tense and exciting atmosphere was instinctively attractive. Although she was embarrassed to admit it.

"How's it going, Aren, are you sure today?"

The car drove into the old steel factory. Qingshu, the co-pilot, looked out the window at the crowd watching the game. She was also a little excited. Although this game had nothing to do with her, the rules set a few days ago did not include navigation.

As a member of the team, she, like the spectators, cannot follow the car after the game starts and can only wait for news here.

Just like countless times in the past, waiting for Jin to return after winning.

Nakamura Jin didn't answer. He was a little distracted. In fact, he has been in this state since he encountered the Panther yesterday.

"I said, can you still compete like this?"

This time Aren finally responded.

"Competition? Ah, yes, competition, of course no problem."

No, this doesn’t look like there is any problem.

"If it really doesn't work, we can discuss postponement of the game."
To be continued...
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