Porter looked at the track projection and said while thinking: "I only had rough aerial photos before, so the strategy I formulated was very simple."
"At the start of the race, I plan to install speed modules as much as possible, such as switching to large cylinder modules, increasing the number of turbine modules, and reducing the body's protective modules, so as to gain faster speed and accumulate advantages in the first stage."
"Rely on the advantage to enter the death maze, start replacing the speed modules, stack defense modules and a small number of attack modules to ensure safe passage through the death maze."
"There is nothing to prepare for the third section of the mountain trail. No one can catch me if I run normally."
After hearing Potter's plan, An Xin nodded noncommittally.
"It suits your style very well. The strategy is conservative, the desire to attack is low, and you like to rely on driving skills and adapting to the situation to win. The strategic layout is rough."
Porter's face turned red when he was told that, and he explained: "I'm just a driver. In the past, Leka was responsible for fighting and making plans."
An Xin: "But Leka is just a crappy escort, isn't he?"
She clicked on the screen, which projected an audience survey.
"Did you know that because of your style of avoiding fighting, even if you have excellent results, you still cannot get recognition from the audience. 85% of the audience think your game is boring, and 70% of the votes believe that other players should kill you first."
"Because of this, the tournament team doesn't want you to win."
Mo Fan interjected: "What do you mean, he was targeted by the competition team?"
An Xin spread his hands, "Other players knew the detailed rules and changes of the Death Maze half a month in advance. To this day, he still has a vague understanding of the rules of the competition."
"There is also a three-dimensional model of the competition field. The top ten popular players can get similar information from the competition team. Although it is not as detailed as the one I made, it is not like practicing against aerial photos."
Porter's face turned pale when he heard this. His team was a grassroots team formed by a few friends. It was established less than a year ago. Compared with other professional teams, they did not have professional team managers or professional operations.
The entire team relied almost entirely on Porter's driving skills, and was unable to even realize much of the important information, let alone understand it.
Botha discovered today that his situation was worse than imagined.
An Xin put away the audience survey form and continued:
"And don't forget, there are still people among the players who want your life, and there is a high probability that they will do it during the game."
"With your current plan, let alone finishing the game, whether you can walk out of the field alive depends on Mo Fan's performance."
When Mo Fan saw that An Xin was almost done, he came out to save the situation: "Don't scare him, Miss An, tell me about your plan."
An Xin projected a car, she spread her fingers outward, and the car projection suddenly dispersed into dozens or hundreds of modules.
She looked at Porter and said, "I think the first stage of the track is the most dangerous for you."
"How is that possible? I can drive on such a simple track with my eyes closed and listening to the navigation."
Porter was indeed frightened by An Xin just now, but as an excellent racing driver, he did not agree that the first section of the track could stump him.
"It's the simplicity that makes it dangerous for you."
"The track is simple, which means that as long as the racing performance is good, even if there is a gap between your driving skills and yours, it will not be too far away. If their goal at the beginning is not to compete, but to kill people, then through collision and stuck position, it will be very difficult Easily slows you down."
"When others swarm in, your car that has been modified to focus on speed will be unable to fight back."
Potter simulated the scene in his mind and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
An Xin pointed at the vehicle model she gave, "So, I suggest you give up speed in the first stage and focus on arranging defense modules to ensure that they are not pulled too far away by the first echelon. The more vehicle defenses you have, the better." good."
"Use slow speed to fish out all the lurking killers. Before entering the death maze, before they get the combat module, Mo Fan will kill them all."
Mo Fan asked: "Approximately how many people are there?"
An Xin: "There are a total of fifty groups of contestants. After preliminary screening, thirty-five groups can be eliminated as suspects. The number of killers will not exceed fifteen groups."
Potter's expression turned even uglier upon hearing this.
Mo Fan was relaxed, patted Porter on the shoulder, and said jokingly: "It seems that you are not very popular in the circle."
Porter smiled bitterly and said: "I originally thought it was just a few old rivals who wanted to attack me, but I didn't expect that even the competition team was involved. Brother, why don't I withdraw from the competition."
"What are you afraid of? I'm here to guarantee that nothing will happen to you. On the contrary, if you retreat now and don't understand during the game, they will attack you off the court later, and you will completely lose the chance to fight back."
Potter struggled for a while and finally made up his mind and said: "Okay, then I will play with them. Brother, my safety depends entirely on you."
"Of course, you are my client."
An Xin controlled the car phantom to lead the death maze. All the heavy armor modules on the car phantom were quickly scattered and replaced with combat modules found in the death maze.
"I think the death maze is the area that determines the outcome of this game. From the time the first car enters the death maze, it will take at least twenty minutes before the maze will open its exits one by one."
"You must kill all competitive opponents during this period."
"I hired someone to hack into the competition group's server, checked the directory of combat modules, and found several combat modules that are suitable for you. After you enter, you must first find the above functional combat modules before hunting the target. , guaranteed to hit with one hit."
Mo Fan crossed his hands on his chest and said to Potter:
"This game is dangerous, but it is also an opportunity. What the competition team needs is ratings. If we can kill enough opponents in the death maze, maybe not only will the competition team stop targeting you, but it will also turn them around Give you some preferential treatment.”
Potter nodded vigorously to show his understanding.
An Xin finally dragged the third section of the track, the winding mountain road of Shell Mountain, in front of the two of them.
As the mountain zoomed in, they saw two red marking lines.
"How to run the mountain road, Potter, you can use it yourself, but you need to pay extra attention to these two shortcuts. One of them goes straight to the mountainside, and the other goes straight to the top of the mountain. They are dangerous, but extremely profitable."
"But there is one thing. If you deviate from the prescribed route of the competition group, you may be considered a foul and disqualified from the competition. Do not use it unless it is absolutely necessary."
Porter carefully observed the enlarged shortcut, and after simulating it several times in his mind, he confirmed:
"The shortcut to the top of the mountain is a little risky, and I'm only half sure. The shortcut to the mountainside, I'm confident."
"That's good."
An Xin put aside the projection of the stadium, opened a list of names on the computer, and turned the monitor towards the two of them.
"There are not many opponents who have the ability to threaten you. There are only five groups. Counting luck, the maximum is eight groups. I have compiled their intelligence. It may be helpful for you to take a look before the game."
"Okay, that's the general situation. Do you have any questions about the plan I made?"
Porter glanced at the detailed projection of the competition venue, and then at the summary of information that was accurate to his driving and combat habits, and showed an expression as if he had seen a new world.
"I have no doubt. Compared with your plan, my previous preparations are like a wad of toilet paper."
"I have a question!" Mo Fan looked like a good student in class and raised his hand.
"Say." An Xin looked serious, thinking about the questions Mo Fan might raise.
Mo Fan stared at An Xin's face carefully, as if he could see some clues from it.
It was nothing at first, but after being stared at by Mo Fan for half a minute, An Xin became a little uncomfortable.
"What exactly do you want to ask?"
Mo Fan gave up. From the face of the middleman An Xin, he could not see any trace of the drunkard An Xin a few hours ago.
"Strange, so strange! Miss An, are you really a professional?"
