The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 297

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A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body

Chapter 297 Automated Perfection

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Damian sneered with icy ridicule, “Didn’t I mention the Steelwing is equipped with cutting- edge autonomous racing AI?”

“Oh, right…” He feigned sudden realization, mocking, “A bunch of bumpkins like you wouldn’t know how advanced foreign autonomous driving tech has become.”

Snorting in contempt, he continued, “The Steelwing features the latest autonomous telemetry, preloaded with real–world telemetry from championship–winning riders.

“Feed it a single operational command, and it calculates optimal racing lines on the fly while auto–balancing chassis stability.

“Just because your hardware is low–tier trash doesn’t mean we’re cheating!

“It’s called the power of science–have you heard of it?

“Heh!”

Damian’s face radiated unbridled arrogance.

Did Noah and those idiots really think I’m letting an amateur waiter race them on manual controls?

The specialized gear was indeed bespoke telemetry hardware for the Steelwing.

Only through those haptic suits could the rider synchronize with the chassis sensors, feeling telemetry shifts to execute seamless maneuvers.

The waiter’s stiff posture was merely him yielding control to the AI’s guidance systems.

Put bluntly, he’s just a human prop sitting in the saddle for show.

The real rival Isabella is racing against is a database of world–class pro riders!

Jasper and the boys flared with righteous fury, “You-!”

Before they could shout another word, a heavy mechanical roar echoed across the tarmac as the entire track layout transformed.

Holographic projections of ruined cityscapes and desolate apocalyptic towers flickered to life.

Simultaneously, concrete rubble barriers and shifting physical obstacles sprang from the asphalt.

The paddock froze in utter shock.

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Chapter 297 Automated Perfection

Jasper and the others stared wide–eyed at the track.

“What the hell?! What is going on?!”

Jasper shrieked in absolute disbelief.

“Isn’t that the Doomsday Ruins simulation?! Nobody has ever cleared that nightmare course–is Noah out of his d*mn mind to queue this layout?!”

As he shouted, Noah stomped over with a face as dark as thunder, growling through gritted teeth, “I didn’t do it on purpose!

“I originally selected it for my own hot lap!

“I had no idea Bella was going to race them!

“I forgot to wipe the layout settings!”

Noah slammed a fist into a wooden bench, prompting Jasper and the crew to shut their mouths immediately.

At this stage, nobody on the outside could abort the run unless the riders halted from within.

But whether Isabella stopped or pushed forward, the odds were heavily stacked against her.

Because this layout was notoriously brutal!

More critically, this circuit tested razor–sharp handling and chassis agility above all else!

They were dead in the water!

Isabella was riding the heaviest iron frame on the market.

And the Beast’s fatal flaw was its sluggish agility.

Jasper slapped both hands over his face in despair.

“We’re done for… Why did you have to pick this track?!”

No wonder Noah looked ready to murder someone–who wouldn’t be furious?!

Putting himself in Noah’s shoes, having victory in sight only to sabotage your own chances was devastating!

Jasper figured he would have slapped himself across the face twice in regret!

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Chapter 297 Automated Perfection

While Noah’s crew sank into gloomy silence, Damian’s clique erupted in ecstatic cheers.

“Hahaha! The Doomsday Ruins!”

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“Not bad, Noah! Looks like you worried our win wouldn’t be effortless enough and handed us a VIP shortcut!”

“Much appreciated!”

“Hahaha!”

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