"What reaction do you want..." Lin Jie sipped the red wine gently, his face expressionless.
He was so calm, not that he was really not surprised by the impact of the Death Star Competition. On the contrary, he was very puzzled at first that such a rough competition could be so popular.
But before this doubt showed on his face, he had already figured out the reason.
Indeed, as Curly Hair said, as an interstellar civilization, Karl's Star Country has advanced technology and has an official Super League and Mecha League.
That kind of league is like the five major European leagues, broadcast on major formal platforms and TV, and uses higher-level mechas, more complete mechanisms, and more complete rules.
Comparing the two, the fighting among the heavy criminals on the Death Star was unsatisfactory.
However, the regular league has two fatal flaws in attracting audiences.
Let me talk about the first one first, which is to break away from the masses.
It is true that the standard of the regular league is higher, the mechas are stronger, and Pilots are also professional players with a mechanical synchronization rate of more than 50%.
However, the mechas in the competition cannot be controlled by ordinary people, and the fighting methods of professional pilots cannot be learned by ordinary people.
To put it bluntly, the threshold is extremely high.
This alone will give people a sense of distance.
Because it cannot give people the illusion that 'I can do it even with me'.
But the Death Star competition is different. Although the conditions here are simple and the venue is rough, there is almost no driving threshold for private-level mechas, as long as the mechanical synchronization rate reaches more than 20%.
Compared with the hard target of 50%, which is enough to eliminate 99% of people, the mechanical synchronization rate of 20% can basically be said to be enough.
This virtually shortens the distance between the players and the audience, and also greatly increases the level of discussion among the audience.
For example, it’s like traditional sports and e-sports competitions.
Why have the ratings of traditional sports been completely destroyed by e-sports competitions? Why do young people choose to watch e-sports more than traditional sports?
It's simple...sports leagues are somewhat disconnected from the masses.
Take the NBA as an example. It is impossible for us ordinary people to have such professional venues, specialized coaches, and referees responsible for blowing penalties, let alone have the physical fitness like those monsters.
When we watch those professional athletes flying high and low during competitions, we applaud and cheer twice and then pass.
Because we ourselves can't be like them, and we normal people can't play their tricks.
But e-sports is different. We don’t need a venue, a coach, or great physical fitness. We only need a computer to get a professional player-like experience.
And no matter how good a player is, there are always one or two highlight moments worth showing off, right?
As long as there is a highlight moment, there will be discussion, and if there is discussion, there will be heat.
The official league and the Death Island competition are a bit like the relationship between traditional sports and e-sports events.
Next, there is the second point, which is also the key to the Death Island competition becoming more popular than the professional league.
That is - no one will die in the professional league.
They have a complete protection mechanism, advanced mecha protection, and layer upon layer of insurance. Even if the mecha is scrapped, they can ensure that the pilot driving the mecha will not be at any risk.
Death Star Race, by contrast, is the exact opposite.
In a fight without rules, killing is allowed.
According to Curly Hair, in the previous five games, three pilots had been crushed into slag by dozens of tons of steel.
This kind of bloody and exciting battle can naturally awaken people's subconscious desire for blood and violence, and the ratings will naturally be higher.
After all, a game in which both sides fight and the players have nothing to do can never be more eye-catching than a game in which "one of the two sides will definitely die".
"What you said makes sense. The boss told me the same thing." Curly Hair looked at Lin Jie and said.
Right, otherwise he is the boss and you are just a part-time worker... Lin Jie raised his head and drank all the red wine in his glass, said hello to Simon, and then found a room to rest.
…
A night of silence.
Lin Jie was woken up by Curly Hair the next day. It could be seen that he was very loyal to Simon. Even though he knew that the mecha was repaired and he would risk his life, he was still full of energy.
After a quick breakfast, he took Lin Jie and left Simon's presidential cell. From a distance, Lin Jie saw a flying car parked in the exhibition square, surrounded by several prison guards with live ammunition.
"The Death Star is, after all, a planet with a huge area. If we want to get from one area to another quickly while wearing an ability-suppressing collar, we must take transportation."
It's as if you don't need transportation if you take off the collar... Lin Jie glanced at Curly Hair and said nothing.
If a pilot, especially a professional pilot, wants to ensure the highest mechanical synchronization rate, other forms of energy are not allowed to exist in the body.
Even the mental power must be the purest kind. Except for mechanical creations with neural connections, no warlock's methods can be used, otherwise the neural connections will be affected and the mechanical synchronization rate will drop significantly.
In other words, apart from receiving specialized training and having higher combat literacy, pilots are actually no different from ordinary people in other aspects.
A pilot without a mecha is like a warlock without mental power, a warrior without strength, and a mere mortal.
“Tell me about you, man.”
After getting on the flying car, he saw several prison guards sitting in the corner without making a sound. Out of boredom, Curly Hair looked at Lin Jie again: "How did you get in?"
"I was dragged in by you."
"..."
"I mean to ask you why you went to the Ninth Prison." Curly Hair said speechlessly.
Lin Jie glanced at him: "Do you know why I didn't ask you and Simon's detailed identities yesterday?"
"Why?"
"Because I know we haven't established trust yet, and even if I asked you would prevaricate and not tell the truth."
"……so what?"
"So there is no trust between us yet. If you ask me now, I won't tell the truth."
"..."
Are you even willing to make up a lie to deal with me?
Curly twitched the corner of his mouth, which made Lin Jie lose interest in talking. He turned his head and waited quietly without saying a word.
After about half an hour, Lin Jie felt that the flying car slowed down and landed slowly.
As the car door opened with a bang, the scene outside was revealed. Countless mechanical debris piled up like a mountain. Broken cables could be seen everywhere. The faint sound of crackling arcs could be heard. In the distance, some large machines could be seen processing and sorting garbage. , the air is filled with the smell of metal.
