Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 434 47. Car Race
"Well, anyway, thank you for the tribal work. I heard from them that you helped to arrange a new transportation route. I don't know how to thank you."

Sitting in the afterlife, listening to Panam's somewhat shy thanks, Carl smiled and said, "Everyone can make money from this, there's nothing to thank for. If you really want to thank someone, go thank V. It was V who took the initiative to mention Adecado."

"V"

Listening to Carl's words, Panam, who had received news from the tribe and invited Carl and his friends to come to his hometown today and used his only savings to treat them, turned and looked at V.

At this moment, V was just drinking one sip after another.

After thinking for a while, Panam sat down next to V and touched V with his elbow: "What do you think?"

"Whatever I think."

“That’s what I mean.”

Seeing the two people unconsciously lowering their voices while chatting, Carl turned to look at Oliver, Jack and T-BUG who were sitting next to them. After getting their nods, he smiled and moved his seat slightly to leave space for the two people.

Good.

Carl grabbed the cup in front of him with his five fingers in claws. After moving his cup, he found that Claire, the bartender of the next life, was a little different today.

She still looked the same, had the same face, and her movements were as agile as before, but today Claire gave people a rather excited feeling, as if she was very excited and eager to do something.

This aroused Carl's curiosity. In his opinion, Claire in the bar of the next life was actually a very calm and self-controlled person. Sitting at the bar of the next life, she had never been seen to be overly excited. Carl had never seen such an exciting performance like today before.

"Did something good happen, Claire?"

The two of them were acquaintances, so when Claire passed by him, Carl curiously asked, "Did Roger give you a raise?"

"Did I show it too obviously? I've already told myself not to show it when I'm at work."

Claire didn't expect that Karl could tell that she was excited when he talked to her, but after a brief moment of surprise, she smiled and replied, "How could it be that Roger gave me a raise? If he really did, I would definitely be more excited than I am now."

As she spoke, Claire explained to Carl why she couldn't calm down today: "I'm going to participate in a street race test tonight. It's been a while since I drove my car at full throttle and let the engine roar on the street, so I'm a little excited."

"A trial run for a street race?"

Karl understood the meaning literally: “Claire, you have participated in underground street racing and horse racing, but I can’t tell.”

"I've participated in it a few times. It's very exciting. Once you get used to it, you can't stop and fall in love with that feeling. You know, the roar of the engine and the feeling of speeding through bullets."

"The roar of the engines and the speeding through the bullets don't sound like a car race, but more like a street chase."

Carl felt strange, but when it came to cars, especially racing, a certain Saint Domingo was always particularly perceptive. Oliver had already come over:
"Claire, street racing, tell me more about it, it seems quite interesting, how do you drive it?"

"Oliver, what, you're not planning on speeding?"

"Of course, if there really is any street racing, I have to let them see my driving skills, right? I should ask around and see who I can drive better than." Listening to Oliver's words, Claire didn't mind the possibility of having more opponents, so she gave Oliver a brief introduction to what the so-called street racing was.

In short, Street Racing is a racing mode that mimics street gunfights and chases.

In this wild competition, participants not only have to rely on excellent driving skills to leave their opponents behind and stay ahead, but can also use various offensive means, including shooting, to deal with their competitors. As long as they can ensure that their vehicles cross the finish line first, any means are considered reasonable.
This type of competition not only tests the driver's driving skills, but also includes factors such as shooting and vehicle bulletproof capabilities. It is completely different from ordinary racing competitions and can be regarded as a special racing event in Night City.

"Is that what it is?"

Listening to Claire's introduction, Oliver remembered: "I've heard about it before. When I was a kid, I planned to go and watch it, but my sister pulled me back because it was too dangerous. Is it time for the competition again?"

"How about it, Oliver?"

Claire smiled and said, "There will be a test run tonight. If we have to compete, my 'Behemoth' will not lose. But if you run well and rank well, you may be able to participate in this year's annual street car race. Do you want to give it a try?"

Obviously, Claire was very interested in the hobbies she did after get off work. When she saw that Oliver was interested, she naturally recommended it to him:

"But if you plan to participate in the test run, a sufficiently sturdy vehicle is a must. In addition to the driver, you also need a gunner, who sits in the co-pilot seat that was originally occupied by the navigator and fires at other vehicles with a weapon. Only when there are enough people will the race be recognized."

"Participating in a car race, two people."

The more he listened, the more excited he became. Oliver, who had always found it hard to resist racing, was completely moved by Claire's recommendation. He could finally try something he had been interested in since childhood. He really couldn't resist it, but it would take two people to participate.
"I am not interested."

Carl refused immediately.

Damn the San Domingo driver, when Oliver is speeding, it is a torture for people sitting in the car, not to mention that he has to sit in the passenger seat and act as a so-called gunner, venting firepower on other vehicles while feeling uncomfortable. Carl really has no interest in suffering.

"Then I'll be your gunner, Oliver."

Compared to Carl, whose first reaction was resistance, Jack was very interested. He himself was interested in racing, and when Oliver looked at him, he directly recommended himself.

"Okay, let's try it tonight."

Watching the two people who formed a racing team in a short time and began to ask Claire about relevant matters and communicate, Carl looked at V who was still chatting with Panam and said to T-BUG: "It seems that they will be back very late tonight."

"I also plan to update the equipment tonight, so I might not be back until very late."

Carl was stunned when he heard T-BUG's words.

'Am I the only one with nothing to do tonight?'

As he was thinking this, he received a new message.

这 是
Information from Blanca.

(End of this chapter)