A few minutes later.
No. 2 Candidate Pilot made the same move as Little Flying Hero Chen Yifeng: a sharp, sweeping turn.
She threw up.
She actually threw up!
For a moment, it was as if the air had frozen.
Forget the other candidate pilots in Hope's No. 1 District Cockpit.
Even Mo Jingchun and Mo Xiaoxue, watching the livestream from thousands of miles away, were dumbfounded.
Mo Jingchun had considered all sorts of possibilities, but never that someone might get airsick—and throw up.
Sitting beside him, Mo Xiaoxue was so shocked she couldn't say a word.
At that moment, Deng Tingting was still sitting in the Pilot Seat, her attempt to imitate the coordinated movement having failed. Her face was pale.
It was hard to tell whether that was because she'd failed the maneuver or because she'd thrown up all over the floor.
But the result was obvious: Deng Tingting would have no chance of becoming a Hope spacecraft pilot.
No matter how well she'd done in the earlier demonstrations, if she couldn't handle the practical test, she couldn't handle it.
While everyone else was still stunned, Zero, brows furrowed, had already ordered the robots to clean up the vomit.
The trial period hadn't ended yet. In theory, No. 2 still had time to continue.
But...
"No. 2 Candidate Pilot Deng Tingting, do you wish to continue your trial run piloting the Hope spacecraft?"
Deng Tingting was trembling all over and could barely muster any strength. Her face pale, she slowly replied, "I give up."
She knew that no matter how she performed now, it would be pointless.
Besides, in her current condition, she wasn't fit to continue.
When No. 2 said she was giving up, Zero immediately ordered a Big White robot into the cockpit to help her