A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body
Chapter 306 Flaw in the Algorithm
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“Given that near–vertical incline along the barrier, did you really think an amateur waiter could hold the line?
“At the end of the day, he’s just flesh and blood, not a cold machine.
“And even if he were a machine…
Declan sneered with icy contempt, “Having telemetry from pro racers doesn’t magically grant it human mastery, does it?
“It might calculate micro–corrections down to the millisecond, but can it execute them cleanly? If it could, your Steelwing wouldn’t need a rider in the saddle!
“So even if the AI charts a trajectory ahead, do you honestly have the guts to take flight?
“Even if you could, what are the odds of matching its split–second maneuvers without flinching?
“Switching lines in a fraction of a heartbeat–admit it, Damian, you clowns can’t pull that off unless the bike drives itself!
“And if you let it drive on full autopilot…”
Declan let out a cold chuckle, “Isabella would smash it to pieces without hesitation!
“You saw it yourself—it assumed Isabella would blink first, but against a soulless machine, do you really think we wouldn’t pull the trigger?
“Pathetic…”
Though Declan stood with arms crossed looking in control, cold sweat had soaked through his
shirt.
Isabella’s riding is ridiculously savage and unhinged!
Bluffing and overtaking the Steelwing like that would be pure suicide for anyone else!
How can a human outmatch a machine?
A machine is naturally devoid of fear.
What if the Steelwing held its line and let Isabella crash straight into its rear?
Except she had no fear at all—even if it refused to yield, she was already lined up to wall–ride right past it.
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She probably planned that exit from the very beginning, using the head–on charge merely to teach the treacherous waiter a lesson.
Utterly ruthless!
How on earth does one forge psychological composure like that?
How can her hands stay this rock steady?
Riding the vertical wall at that angle demanded flawless technical mastery and nerves of steel, where a single slip meant a fatal crash.
She had truly gambled with her life on the asphalt.
In all honesty, Declan had been shaken to the core by Isabella’s ferocity.
While Declan spoke, Isabella strolled casually out of the paddock corridor and said, “It’s not nearly that complicated.
“Against an autonomous system, you just have to exploit its algorithmic logic to force an error.”
She casually rattled off several counter–steering maneuvers, each capable of triggering a logic glitch in the AI’s telemetry.
Naturally, executing those inputs required elite precision, or the rider would end up crashing into the barrier.
Hearing Isabella break down the software architecture, Damian’s expression turned black as pitch.
He recalled the Meyer family’s lead engineers mentioning those exact edge–case vulnerabilities when Williams gifted him the machine, though they insisted virtually nobody possessed the reflexes to exploit them.
Damian had never imagined Isabella could see through the system so effortlessly.
D*mn it all!
He cursed violently beneath his breath.
Still rattled by the spectacle, Noah rushed to Isabella’s side, looking her over to ensure she was unharmed before glaring at Damian’s clique, “Hand over the cash!”
His voice was frigid as he snatched the card directly from the club manager’s trembling hand.
The manager stood frozen in place, offering no resistance as Noah reclaimed the card.
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