The sound of the alarm woke Mo Fan from his sleep. He turned off the alarm and found that he was lying on his bed.
What happened last night?
The weird sweetness that echoed in his mouth reminded him of what happened last night.
It took several deep breaths to resist the urge to vomit.
It was too early for him to challenge An Xin's special love dinner.
Last night's failure made him realize that physical training is not omnipotent, and also made him realize once again the weakness of human beings.
His proud willpower and strong resistance during the vitality period were vulnerable to that bowl of rice bowl.
Even if you tell him now that that terrifying smart food processor is actually a Pandora's box that seals all the evil in the world, he will believe it.
He brushed his teeth several times until the sweet taste of strawberries was no longer in his mouth, and then he left the room.
First floor, entertainment area.
An Xin's sleeping posture was as bad as ever.
Her upper body was lying on the ground, her lower body was hanging on the sofa, her face was pressed against cans and glass bottles, and the quilt was kicked far away. In this state, she didn't know how she could fall asleep.
Mo Fan picked up the quilt on the ground and put it on An Xin, covering her lifted pajamas.
What a wonderful woman, it would be perfect if she fell asleep before the restricted program started at 10:30 every night at midnight.
pity.
At the end of daily training, after cleaning up the room where An Xin spent the night, and just about to choose today's breakfast, he saw An Xin getting up from the ground.
Mo Fan praised: "You woke up ten minutes earlier than usual today."
An Xin swallowed a lot of pills and after completing the daily resurrection ritual, answered:
"We have business today, your client will be here soon."
"Potter is coming? What is he here for?"
An Xin gave him a strange look, "Tomorrow is the competition day, what do you think?"
Mo Fan slapped his forehead. Yesterday's rice bowl almost made him lose his memory for the whole day.
At ten o'clock, Porter appeared at the door on time.
"Brother, good morning, Miss Bodhisattva."
Porter smiled and greeted the two of them. It seemed that he had a good day yesterday.
Mo Fan picked up a piece of bread and blocked the "Pepper and Cherry Stewed Fish" label, "Would you like some breakfast?"
"Thank you, brother."
Mo Fan was very pleased to see Potter taking the bread, taking a big bite, and then his face quickly turned purple.
If he's not the only one who can't stand it, that's right.
Sure enough, it was An Xin who was abnormal, not him.
After breakfast, the three of them came to the office.
"Porter, I know you are an experienced racing driver and have your own racing rhythm and habits. But as an intermediary, I still need to fulfill my part of the responsibility."
"Provide sufficient intelligence and formulate a feasible plan. As for whether to accept it, it is entirely up to you."
With that said, An Xin inserted a memory chip into the projector.
A three-dimensional projection of a stadium appeared in front of several people.
Every detail on the field is clearly visible and can be zoomed in, out, moved, rotated, and dragged at will.
"This is the venue for tomorrow's stage finals."
An Xin faced the projection and introduced the two of them.
Potter showed a surprised expression, widened his eyes and said:
"Miss Bodhisattva, how did you do it? Before preparing for the competition, I could only use aerial photos to find similar venues for simulated training."
"It's just some little tricks that are not worth mentioning. You can still get good results without using these methods, which shows that your driving skills are better than what you show."
Hearing An Xin's approval, Porter regained some of the self-confidence that had been knocked down by Mo Fan, and his driving skills had not deteriorated.
The same words were automatically translated into Mo Fan's ears as "Sure, the other contestants are even weaker than the weakened version of Potter."
Although they have different thoughts, in terms of conclusion, both of them are more confident about winning the championship.
An Xin stretched out his hands towards the projection and dragged it to both sides, dividing the playing field into three sections.
"This staged final is divided into three stages according to different venues."
"The first stage is the suburban road in Yefeng Town, which is also the stage with the best road conditions. The focus of this section is to compare the performance of the cars, and it is the best section to distance ourselves."
An Xin stretched out his hand, and a red dot appeared on the first section of the track, simulating the route of a normal race.
"The length of the suburban road is about ten kilometers, and the difficulty level is relatively low."
When the red dot quickly crossed the suburban road and entered the second section of the track, An Xin continued:
"The second section of the track, the Death Maze, is the focus of this competition and also the most dangerous area."
With that said, An Xin sent a piece of information to Mo Fan and Porter.
The death maze was originally an abandoned factory. The competition team transformed a huge racing maze based on the ruins.
The terrain in the maze is complex, and you must find the correct exit to leave.
In order to make the competition more intense and the contestants to fight more excitingly, the competition team hid many combat modules in the death maze.
Combat modules are divided into four categories: attack, defense, acceleration and function.
The performance of combat modules is stronger than ordinary modules. If you find more modules in the death maze, you can get a more powerful car body and kill more opponents.
It is worth mentioning that in order to increase the randomness of the program, the program team also added three golden modules.
The various values of the gold module have reached military grade, which is far more powerful than ordinary combat modules.
No matter how bad a driver's performance is, as long as he is lucky enough and can pick up a golden module, he may kill everyone in the maze of death and become the champion.
Looking at the description of the Death Maze, Mo Fan touched his chin and sighed that the competition team was really talented, even the props competition was organized.
"Potter, was there a death maze part in the previous competition?"
Porter said: "The temporarily replaceable combat module has appeared briefly before, but it had little impact on the outcome of the game at that time. This is the first time that it has appeared as a core mechanism in the game."
In the projection, the red dot passes through the maze of death, continues forward, and enters the mountain road.
An Xin zoomed in on the mountain where the competition was located and said to the two of them:
"The final stage of the race is on Shell Mountain near the wasteland. The mountain road is steep and has many curves, which tests the driving skills the most."
"I have analyzed your competition video and found that Shell Mountain is very suitable for your performance. As long as you can safely enter the final mountain road and not be left behind too much, you will have a high probability of winning."
Mo Fan felt very strange looking at An Xin who was talking endlessly in front of him and looked like he had everything under control.
Who is this woman, and where has she hidden the An Xin I know?
Perhaps, this is her side as a middleman.
Mo Fan couldn't help but say: "It turns out you didn't just drink and watch TV in the past two days."
An Xin said proudly: "Of course, I am the most professional middleman in West City. I go out every afternoon just to check the terrain and collect intelligence."
Mo Fan pointed at the data chip printed with Blue Dream Network and asked doubtfully:
"Didn't the chip that can record terrain arrive by express delivery last night?"
An Xin said calmly: "Assigning the right tasks to the right people is also the job of the middleman."
"Then every day you..."
"Okay, mercenaries who talk too much are not popular. Next, we should discuss the specific game plan."
"Potter, how would you have finished this game if you had played the way you had in the past?"
