No Comparison
The car soon arrived at the destination. At the same time, the fluidity of the model also changed
automatically and made a slight adjustment to the height of the ground clearance, better adapting it to
the needs of racing! However, its chassis was still fully matte black.
This color would remind people of the night that could devour everything. Everyone else in the car came
down, leaving only the staff in the driver’s seat and the test team officials. He needed the most accurate
data. On the racing circuit, countless cars roared domineeringly, screaming that they were the strongest.
Only No People was low-profile, calm, and indifferent. Placed in the middle of the cars, it was extremely
inconspicuous, and no ear-splitting sounds were coming from it. It did not need to clamor to announce its
fearsomeness. It would only speak with its own results. The driver inside the car smiled and spoke to the
camera. “The moment to witness history has arrived…”
He was confident and high-spirited as if victory was already in his hands. Gerard laughed and looked at
Eric. “Ferg, aren’t you a connoisseur? How does this car compare to that race car of yours?” In terms of
configuration, they were both first- class. Eric’s race car was also the best and won him three racing
championships before leaving the racing scene in glory.
That legendary championship car was now collecting dust in his garage. What a shame. However, apart
from Eric’s garage, it seemed that there was no one else worthy of that race car. When Eric heard
Gerard’s words, his brows twitched.
There were a few hints of scrutiny in his biting expression. “There’s no comparison.” What a taciturn
man. Gerard did not understand. Was this car incomparable to the car in his garage, or was the car in his
garage incomparable to this car? However, after thinking about it, maybe that was just what he meant.
There was nothing to compare. The cheers on the racing track were deafening. It was a street race this
time, and they were not driving in a fixed area. The organizers deliberately found a place where racers
preferred. It was a mountain track known as the devil’s road. The road was narrow and surrounded by
sheer walls and cliffs. It was extremely frightening at a glance.
However, to the racers, it was more exciting than scary. Only on a field like this would they be able to see
who the true master was. The challenge here was not only the psychological quality of the racer, but also
the configuration specifications of the car. They could not lack either of the two. Gerard wanted to say
something.
In terms of professionalism, who in the room could compare to Eric? However, Eric’s mind was clearly
not present. He had his gaze lowered and fixed below the screen. No one knew what he was thinking
about. Well, Gerard would not interrupt his thoughts anymore. Instead, Gerard went to ask Nicole with
great interest. “Do you think we can win?” Nicole looked at him and spoke in an indifferent voice.
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