[TS] Formula One Streamer - Chapter 129
“Galju-nim! Where are you, Galju-nim!!!”
“Find Galju! Find and k*ll him!”
“Mr. Yooihyun! Mr. Yooihyun! Mr. Yooihyun! Mr. Yooihyun!”
Due to the nonsensical difficulty compared to the rewards, the underground parking lot of the Twin Towers, which usually had no noise, was unexpectedly celebrating with sounds of gunfire and cheers that came from various places, having no identifiable source.
The sounds of gunfire that numb the ears and the blasts of grenades bursting with bright light mixed chaotically.
“Kieeek!”
“Guooor…”
“Kirik!”
Over those sounds, the screams of grotesque beings covered, again overlaid by gunfire, and once more by the roars of monsters. The dark and damp underground parking lot had turned into a battleground for humans and zombies.
With each gunshot fired and grenade exploding, the intermittent light illuminated the surroundings.
As the bullets ran low, zombies fell, but just as many rushed in. Yet, the 30-person pursuit team chasing after Mr. Yooihyun continued to charge forward.
It was only with the determination to k*ll Galju.
“Where’s Galju!”
“If you hand over Galju, we’ll retreat peacefully!”
“U! U! U!”
The battle cries they emitted sounded even more terrifying to Mr. Yooihyun than the screams of zombies.
“Are these guys insane, really…!”
“You’re crazy too, sister.”
In the midst of the chaos, when Mr. Yooihyun slapped Won-jin’s head, she caught a glimpse of a pale figure in the distance and said excitedly.
“That’s… that’s an armored vehicle, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, it looks like it. Run faster!”
As Jihyun, Leclerc, and Enrique faced d*ath, the remaining group sprinted toward the armored vehicle. There were some zombies blocking the way, but with the pursuers drawing aggro from behind, breaking through wasn’t difficult.
As Mr. Yooihyun reached the vehicle, she swung open the driver’s door. The feeling of sitting in a seat in a game that wasn’t For One was different. In another sense, it was an urgent situation, and her heart raced in the limited visibility.
In a scenario where humans with guns were chasing instead of racing cars, and the loud engine noise of the vehicle was replaced by screams.
Grrrr!
Finally, KING’s race began.
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[What’s going on? I came because the host is a living dead, but why am I grabbing the steering wheel again?]
[Is this… the living dead…?]
[This isn’t the living dead… this is For One…]
[Please only drive in For One!!!]
[Am I the only one having fun? The movement to evade Galju is insane;]
[For real, all the techniques a human can use with a car are coming out right now.]
[There are zombies meant to be ground down, but instead of that, she’s dodging them all.]
[Why is driving here more enjoyable than in For One?]
Like a disinfecting vehicle following children, a seemingly endless line of zombies trailed behind the armored vehicle Mr. Yooihyun drove.
The evasive maneuvers to dodge zombies coming from all directions were artistic. Even on roads that seemed impossible to break through, once Mr. Yooihyun’s ghostly hand movements began, any place became a path.
The armored vehicle moved like a serpent in her hands. Without opposing the wave of zombies, it approached them with sheer straightforwardness, maneuvering smoothly from a straight line to curves, following their movements.
The precarious movements that seemed close to touching the zombies were thrilling to watch.
Inside the armored vehicle gliding between the zombies, Mr. Yooihyun maintained her composure. Despite the urgency of the situation, the most urgent she had faced, her expression showed not the slightest sign of disturbance.
This was because she was driving.
‘If I think of it as a moving circuit, it shouldn’t be too hard, right? The speed is less than half, so it’s actually too bland to even have fun.’
She licked her lips out of regret at the sight of the oncoming horde of zombies. She thought that only when the number of zombies chasing the armored vehicle doubled would this chase finally become entertaining.
Right now, it was, how should I say, maybe due to the grotesque appearance of the zombies, the nauseating numbers, and the dark and damp atmosphere of the city, making the situation seem more urgent than it was—there was too much leisure.
There was much spatial freedom, but more mental ease.
While an F1 race car could instantly reach speeds exceeding 300 km/h, the armored vehicle, outfitted with armor and saws, had strong defense but could not reach any speed due to its weight. No matter how hard she pressed the pedals, it barely exceeded 100 km/h.
So, for Mr. Yooihyun, who was accustomed to high speeds, this was an infinitely insufficient pace.
“I wish it were a bit tighter…”
Continuously pressing and releasing the clutch and pedals while shifting gears, Mr. Yooihyun expressed her disappointment.
If the speed was going to be this slow, she wished instead that the problem would be harder and that there would be no room for error. A situation where zombies pop up all around, and a single mistake would lead to d*ath, with only one correct answer set.
This slow escape and pursuit scene felt entirely boring to Mr. Yooihyun, who had been immersed in the world of F1, where a tiny decimal point decides victory.
In contrast, Won-jin, sitting in the passenger seat and gripping the overhead handle tightly, was pale with fear.
Of course, that fear was not from the zombies but emanated from Mr. Yooihyun.
“Oh God… please save this little lamb… Aah! Ah! Sister, be gentle!”
As he prayed while making the sign of the cross, he screamed every time the vehicle tilted sharply. Still, Mr. Yooihyun continued to drive without care.
[Hey;;; you’re a guy;;; just stop the dramatics,,,]
[Scary woman;;; your little brother is screaming next to you, and you’re showing no reaction, hahahaha.]
[Does the host normally have this attitude? Sounds like a newbie;]
[Yeah, totally a major newbie.]
[Hahaha, there must always be a punching bag in a broadcast. The host ignores the chat too often, so the enjoyment is lost.]
[For real, true. This guy knows a thing or two. Kiwich is all about roasting streamers.]
[These guys can’t roast the host, so they’re picking on an innocent person.]
[If you have a complaint, roast the host yourself!!!!!]
Regardless, amidst the numerous noises, the armored vehicle steadily advanced toward the skyscraper where the vaccine awaited.
Arriving early at the tower, Won-jin, having ascended, looked at the glowing green vaccine and made a vow.
“I swear I will never ride in the car that my sister drives again…”
Even if he let her make a car, he promised himself he would never ride in one driven by her.
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“It’s done…”
In For One, where both former and current drivers were among the top ranks, Kang Ho-yun looked at the shimmering status window with sweat-soaked hair.
[One Man Show#001 – F2 / Rank 50]
“Rank 50…”
Rank 50. It was the moment he achieved the promise made with himself, his father, and his director, His, on becoming a paid driver.
Filled with emotion, Kang Ho-yun reflected on the path he had walked so far.
Before meeting Mr. Yooihyun, he had been stuck in the mid- to low ranks of F2, plagued by stagnation in his skills and frequent slumps.
At that time, he felt incredibly pathetic. Burning himself to chase his dreams, yet faced with growth that didn’t match his passion and effort, he was devastated at rock bottom.
Having strong family support and innate talent, he felt he had never experienced life’s ups and downs and thought he wouldn’t in the future; it was sheer arrogance. While his talent had indeed placed him in the top 0.1%, the dream he aspired to reach was only attainable by an even smaller number of people.
Having been driven to the brink of giving up on his dreams, everything changed after he met Mr. Yooihyun.
A transformative period during which his driving skill dramatically improved along with his emotions and life. Thanks to her existence, he regained the determination and courage to keep moving toward his dreams despite hardships. Perhaps she was his very motivation.
Of course, today’s achievement was generated by Kang Ho-yun, but it was by no means solely his. His father, mother, friends, Mr. Yooihyun, Jihyun… many were involved in this success.
“Logout.”
After briefly recalling someone in his mind, Kang Ho-yun logged out immediately. He wanted them to know how much he had changed. I wasn’t wrong, and neither were you.
So, he wished to thank them for believing in him.
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Time appeared unfazed, diligently moving the long and short three needles.
Thus, the passing time brought us to a day when less than a week remained until the long-awaited 31st F1 season opening.
At the F1 Ferrari laboratory. Operating at full capacity 24 hours a day without a single day off, the laboratory was experiencing an unusual stillness for the first time in a while.
People were packed in. Everyone, including me, Leclerc, engineers, and mechanics, was there. The reason we were quiet, however, was due to Logan’s significant announcement.
Dressed neatly, in a comfortable new lab coat, Logan began to speak with a powerful voice from the podium.
“Alright, there’s only a week left until the season starts. I’ve heard the other projects, except for the engine, are mostly wrapped up… don’t think it’s done. You haven’t finished yet. You’ve only just laid the foundation, so focus.”
“Yes, understood!”
In response to Logan’s words, hearty voices erupted from here and there.
He gestured for the staff to quiet down.
“Thus, starting today, we will deploy all personnel to the engine development. The remaining projects will retain only the minimum necessary personnel, with everyone else dedicated to the engine project.”
The declaration to pour all available manpower into engine development was not particularly shocking. The fact that they were deciding to go all in on the engine just one week before the season opener might be shocking.
Indeed, worry-laden conversations among engineers and mechanics flowed around.
However, neither Logan nor Shin Juhyun were the types to leave employees idle.
They must have had some countermeasures in place.
“I understand what you’re worried about. But there’s no need to worry. Lead Engineer Shin Juhyun and I, along with Enrique and Won-jin, have laid the groundwork for engine design. We have established optimal design plans that utilize the performance direction of the engine, along with the weaknesses and strengths of the race car, starting today; we will begin the process of infinite modification development based on the blueprints.”
As expected. They had prepared something. When Logan operated the remote control, the engine design appeared on the screen.
The ultimate engine, born from the collaboration of the top four Ferrari engineers, revealed its outline.
“The name of the engine is FR3. Ferrari’s resurrection.”
FR for Ferrari and 3 meaning resurrection in the Bible. FR3.
The last piece for a perfect resurrection was waiting to be placed upon the drawing.