The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 1046

Matthew squeezed into the driver's seat and found the steering wheel pressing against his chest and his arms cramped in the confined space.

Remembering that he was wearing the exoskeleton, he bent down to adjust the seat controls, lowering the height and sliding it back about four inches for more comfort.

When he thought about pressing the gas pedal, the exoskeleton's foot gradually lowered, pressing down on the accelerator. The engine revved louder as the car slowly started moving.

After that, he focused his thoughts on turning the steering wheel, and his hands gripped it to turn left, gradually guiding the car out of its parking space.

However, Matthew noticed something wrong—there was a slight delay in the turning response, and if he had not been moving so slowly, he would have hit the car parked in front.

He had discovered a flaw in the exoskeleton. When driving normally, his thoughts translated instantly into action.

Still, with the exoskeleton, he had to form a complete command in his mind before it would execute the corresponding movement, creating a delay.

This delay might seem insignificant to an average person, but to a trained martial artist like Matthew, that split second could mean life or death. He deliberately maintained a slow speed to practice coordinating his brain waves with the exoskeleton's driving controls.

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Back at Delisnora Bay, crickets chirped incessantly in the grove, occasionally interrupted by bird calls and croaking frogs. Lorenzo's expression grew increasingly sour—while the scenery was beautiful during the day, the nighttime noise was becoming irritating.

In the car's headlights, mosquitoes buzzed around persistently. Lorenzo suddenly raised his eyebrow and slapped his neck, then examined his hand in the beam of the headlights—a crushed mosquito was still twitching, alongside a drop of bright red blood.

His eyes turned fierce as he barked at Cameron, "Get over here!"

Cameron jumped, startled, not knowing what Lorenzo would do next. He hurried forward and asked,

"Yes, Mr. Connolly?"

"Why isn't he here yet?" Lorenzo demanded angrily.

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