The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 305

She was genuinely going to ram right through him without swerving a single inch.

“You lunatic!”

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The waiter shrieked at the top of his lungs, his psychological defenses crumbling into dust in that terrifying millisecond.

Even as the autonomous AI blared evasive instructions through his headset, lacking pro–racing composure left him helpless in the face of imminent disaster.

Though Damian and the AI screamed that Isabella was merely bluffing, pure survival panic seized his limbs.

“Nooo!”

He jerked the handlebars in a violent panic, throwing his weight off the seat to abandon the machine mid–flight, forgetting that bailing off a superbike at triple–digit speeds was practically suicidal.

Fortunately, perimeter crash cushions prevented immediate death, though brutal injuries were unavoidable.

Crash!

Ignoring the AI’s steering prompts in his blind panic, the waiter tumbled violently off the saddle the next instant.

Simultaneously, the unmanned Steelwing let out an ear–splitting metallic shriek against the concrete, followed by a thunderous explosion as the tumbling chassis slammed into the outer wall!

Boom!

The deep–blue machine smashed into the reinforced steel plate in a shower of sparks.

Right then, Isabella launched into the air in a breathtaking maneuver.

As the Steelwing detonated against the barrier, Isabella vaulted the Beast clear over the tumbling wreckage.

Riding the sheer centrifugal momentum of terminal velocity, she drove the tires straight up onto the closing angled wall!

Bang!

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Chapter 305 Defying Physics on the Wall

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Her jaw set firm as she locked the throttle in focused silence, wall–riding along the vertical surface like a dark bolt of lightning to shoot through the final closing crack.

Boom!

The Beast slammed down past the gate, front tire smoking as rubber seared into concrete.

Amidst showers of friction sparks, Isabella planted her left boot against the deck.

Screeech!

With rubber burning beneath her boot, she locked the rear brake and executed a flawless 180- degree power slide.

Clack!

Planting both boots on the tarmac, she removed her helmet and watched the heavy iron gate seal shut behind her.

Chime!

An automated broadcast resonated through the paddock speakers.

“Winner: Beast G50032!”

Across the track, the bruised waiter rolled his eyes back and passed out cold.

Riddled with severe abrasions, his clumsy bail had fractured his leg and several ribs.

Medical staff quickly rushed in with a stretcher to haul him out.

Stepping out into the paddock light, Isabella glanced toward a pale, trembling Damian and drawled, “Looks like your autonomous AI isn’t all that impressive after all.”

Damian’s faction stood in stunned silence as Isabella claimed victory.

Damian in particular looked ready to explode with bitter humiliation.

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