Beyblade: You call this a four-wheel drive vehicle?

Chapter 285 Mueller's Fear

After the meal, everyone returned to their hotels.

From then until the start of the competition, in addition to doing some rehabilitation training, Brett would stroll around the streets of Hong Kong every day in a wheelchair pushed by the medical staff found by Lin Che.

Although Brett has been in the international news recently, the citizens of Hong Kong do not treat him as a big star. They just ask the boss to take a photo with him to get a free meal when paying the bill. Brett is happy to have some free time and feel the breath of life again after a long time.

This behavior naturally attracted some people's attention, and some reporters came over after smelling the scent.

On this day, after Brett finished shopping in Mong Kok, he randomly found a dessert shop to fill his stomach. However, before the food he ordered was served, several people who looked like reporters came over.

"Mr. Brett, I'm a reporter from XX Times. Would it be convenient for you to take a few minutes for a simple interview?"

XX Times? Brett recalled after hearing the name. This seemed to be an American media. What they were best at was reporting some negative news to make things difficult for the politicians in Congress. So Brett nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead and ask. Let's not talk about it while we eat. Just don't disturb others."

Hearing that Brett agreed to his request, the journalist friend showed joy on his face, signaled the photographer behind him to get to work, and then asked the first question.

"Mr. Brett, it has been more than a week since you returned to Earth. How is your recovery going?"

"Not bad, otherwise the doctors in China wouldn't allow me to run around." Brett said with a smile.

"I wish you all the best. So what brought you to Hong Kong recently?" the reporter asked.

"Of course I'm here to watch my old friends play," Brett said.

"So, when do you plan to return to the United States?" The reporter got to the point after some polite conversation.

"I don't have any plans for now. China's aerospace department invited me and my companions to join their international exploration of Callisto, which is something I can't refuse," said Brett.

The reporter knew that big news was coming when he heard this, so he asked, "We have heard about China's international exploration plan for Callisto. Major countries in the world have sent astronauts to participate, but including the previous Mars exploration plan, you are the first American astronaut to be invited. So do you plan to stay in China for a long time and not return to the United States?"

"My friend, there is something wrong with what you said." Brett raised his eyebrows. "What does my participation in China's space program have to do with whether I will return to the United States in the future?"

"But the U.S. aerospace department has never cooperated with China," said the reporter.

"I am a global citizen first, and an American second," Brett said. "Exploring the universe is the only way for the future of mankind. It is a major event for all mankind. We should not limit our vision to the countries on Earth."

"That sounds familiar..." Brett's words made the reporter a little confused. After a while, he remembered that this was what NASA's spokesperson said when they asked China for Martian soil after the Chinese spacecraft Yinghuo returned to Mars. Brett didn't change a single letter.

After saying this, Brett finished the mango sago that he ordered. He wiped his mouth and said goodbye to the reporter politely.

Soon, the reporter's report caused a sensation in the United States, but most Americans directed their criticism at NASA and the politicians in Congress. After all, Brett's speech was flawless, and in order to disgust the politicians in Congress, the media also dug deep into Brett's previous growth experience, from graduating from MIT at a very young age, then joining NASA's Young Astronaut Program, to his experience in participating in the WGP, and finally, knowing that his own space station was no longer reliable, he still resolutely boarded the spacecraft to the universe. He was a standard benchmark for outstanding American youth, but such an outstanding young man was directly thrown into space to fend for himself by this group of politicians for their own interests.

So, even if Brett really immigrated, what would happen? Wasn't it these damned politicians who forced him to leave? Moreover, Brett had no clear intention to immigrate now, and the official response from China was that the astronauts were cooperating with China in their personal capacity.

Therefore, many Americans and people around the world expressed their support for Brett and his choice.

Brett and his team's story dominated the world's hot news for many days, until the GPX Hong Kong race officially started, and then it was gradually replaced by GPX event news. GPX is now the most watched sporting event in the world. In addition, the competition system adopted in this Hong Kong race is different from any previous Formula One car competition, so it has received even greater attention.

On Saturday, qualifying race officially started at the Hongye Circuit in Xiangjiang, a small racing track converted from the WGP venue.

Because the racetrack is so small and the difficulty is low, there is nothing to watch even if there are only three rounds of qualifying. So, today's qualifying was very exciting, with the winner decided in one lap.

Each driver has only one lap to determine the starting order for Sunday's race, but one lap is not enough time for the car to accelerate, so this rule is a direct competition to see which car has better acceleration capabilities.

Under such rules, Tai Chi War Dragon should be the car with the most advantage, but Xiao Lie and Lin Che considered that under such rules that are close to their previous road races, if they want to win the race, then the cooperation between him and Xiao Hao is more important, so Lin Che directly gave up the qualifying round and finished the race one place ahead of Tornado Charge which had insufficient instantaneous acceleration ability. The two will start in the thirteenth and fourteenth place tomorrow. The first and second places in this race were taken by the two Auroras using thrusters.

However, surprisingly, Müller of the McLaren team, who returned in this race, fell far behind the No. 17 car as the No. 01 car, even though the car also used thrusters as a means of explosion. McLaren's No. car took the third place, but Müller only took the th place. In this qualifying race, Müller did not use the thrusters of the MCL-C, which were not inferior to those of the Aurora, even once.

"Is Muller conserving his strength?" Li Bing, who was commentating on the qualifying match in his live broadcast room, was a little puzzled. "It couldn't be that he couldn't control the burst of the thrusters. He is the only driver besides the Four Emperors team who is capable of entering the Zero Realm." Chinese audiences have always liked to give strange nicknames. Currently, the top four teams in the WGP standings, Ferrari, DRS, Mercedes, and Arctic Fox, have been nicknamed the Four Emperors by them, so Li Bing will also use these interesting nicknames in less formal occasions.

[I also think he is hiding his strength. Lin Che only used the Tai Chi War Dragon's thruster once in this round.]

[This kind of pole position in a road race is not that great of an advantage. Road races can have unexpected situations at any time, and the car in the front will be the first to face the unexpected situation.]

Most of the racing enthusiasts in the live broadcast room agreed with Li Bing's speculation. After all, these drivers who can enter the zero zone can control the car at a speed of 700 mph with ease. It is impossible that they will lose control even if they use the thrusters to accelerate to 400 mph.

"That kid, is he resisting to enter the realm of zero again?" Compared to the audience watching the live broadcast, Lin Che who was competing in the same field could feel the truth better. Now Muller seemed unable to make up his mind to push down the gear lever of the thruster. In fact, normally, after he fully recovered, as long as he strengthened his physical fitness training, he who had the experience of entering the realm of zero would be able to enter that world again more easily than those drivers who are still wandering in front of that door. However, it seemed that the shadow left by the last experience was too heavy. His MLC-C01 gave Lin Che the feeling that every time he accelerated, he was a little restrained.

However, Lin Che was not very familiar with the child, so even though he found a problem, he did not rush to disturb him. Instead, Michael, who also discovered the abnormality of his junior, took the initiative to find him after dinner.

"Senior?" Mueller was a little surprised by Michael's visit. "What's the matter?"

"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing else?" Michael said with a smile. As youth training drivers from the same racing team, although the two didn't have much acquaintance, they could still talk to each other.

"That's not the case. Of course I welcome you to come, senior," said Muller.

"Come to think of it, we wanted to find you before, but when we contacted you, you had already signed a contract with McLaren," said Michael.

"At that time I thought you and Kelvin would go directly to the GPX division, so when McLaren invited me I didn't think too much and signed." Muller said, "If I knew that Kelvin couldn't adapt to the CF car, I might have chosen to go with him, but now it seems that I didn't join Mercedes."

"Why, do you look down on our convoy?" Michael chuckled.

"That's not what I meant..." Muller hastily explained, "I meant that if I had joined then, I might have become a burden to the team now."

"Drag?" Michael raised his eyebrows and said, "It's hard to imagine that this is what Caesar would say at the mini racing track. Do you still remember what you said when you first met me as the captain of the new generation Iron Wolf Team after I retired from WGP?"

Mueller blushed when he heard this.

"You said that my era is over, and now it belongs to you. The championship that we cannot win will be won by you." Michael also laughed. At that time, Muller swept the entire European mini racing event with a completely unrivaled attitude. His edge was even more dazzling than Michael of the same period. This can be seen from the difference in their nicknames. Michael is the noble son of mini racing, while Muller is called the Caesar of mini racing.

At that time, all of Europe and even the whole world believed that he would be the one to take over the title of the God of Mini Racing. Even though he only achieved two consecutive runner-up results in the WGP, not many people questioned his strength, because the overall strength of the other members of the Iron Wolf team he led was much worse than that of the first generation of Iron Wolf team. But Muller was able to lead them to the finals twice in a row. Although he lacked a little luck, his strength was beyond doubt.

At that time, some people thought that if Muller was two years older and was in the same team with Michael, they would be able to defeat even the first generation of Chinese War Dragon.

"So, what are you afraid of now?" Michael's expression suddenly became serious.

"I..." Muller, whose deep fear was revealed by Michael, was stunned at first, then lowered his head.

"Do you hesitate even when stepping on the accelerator in a straight line? Has acceleration become so scary for you?" Michael asked, looking straight into Mueller's eyes.

"I... yes, I am really scared now." Facing Michael's questioning, Muller hesitated for a while and simply stopped pretending, revealing a completely broken attitude, "I am afraid of entering that field again, I am afraid of experiencing that feeling again."

For Muller, the experience during this period after he was rescued by Lin Che and Michael after being addicted to the Zero Domain was complete hell. Every day when he was awake, he could feel very clearly that his body was like a torn bag, and his vitality was constantly draining away, as if the countdown for his life was directly in front of him. This feeling was not like the god of death knocking on the door, but that the god of death was squatting beside him, whispering and sharpening his knife, waiting for the countdown to zero to take his life.

The treatment he received was a deep sleep that completely immersed his mind. This was different from the kind of sleep where one would dream. In a deep sleep, he would completely lose all consciousness. For him, it was as if a period of time had been completely erased. To be honest, few people could withstand the experience of waking up to see the countdown of life and then being forced into a deep sleep again.

Therefore, even though his body has fully recovered now, Muller does not dare to try to enter the realm of zero again.

"In that case, why did you come back to the racetrack?" Michael frowned.

"I can't help it. I signed a contract with McLaren." Muller spread his hands and said casually, "But even if I give up now, they still have to pay me tens of millions every year. It would be a waste if I don't take this money."

(End of this chapter)