F1: Starting with a Simulator Master

Simple logic.

Cruel logic.

This is also... the logic of top-level drivers.

The shock in Chen Pengfei's eyes gradually turned into a complex expression.

He suddenly realized that his attempts to dissuade the boy might not have had any deterrent effect on him, but rather had become the most powerful catalyst for his actions.

"it is good."

Chen Pengfei took a deep breath, wanting to put an end to this unrealistic idea as soon as possible.

He glanced at Xu Zihao, intending to bring up the money, but Xu Zihao shut him down with a single look.

He had a look on his face that said, "Don't try to talk to me about money."

Seeing this, Chen Pengfei felt envious.

I picked up my pen again and said, "Since you're so confident, let's talk about the biggest problem."

He wrote a word next to the pyramid.

time.

"Verstappen entered F1 at 17. Norris was 19. Most of them started karting at the age of 4."

Chen Pengfei turned his head, his gaze sharp as a knife:

"Luo Xiu, you're a high school student, you should be 16 years old, right? And you've only just started driving a go-kart."

"You're an old man in the world of Formula racing."

"Even if you start advancing one level a year now, it will be at least your twenties before you accumulate enough super license points. Why would the team choose a rookie in his twenties instead of those eighteen or nineteen-year-old monsters?"

"Your time has been wasted."

These words were like a heavy hammer blow, striking the air in the P room.

The term "old man" seems absurd and cruel when applied to this young man with a face full of collagen, but this is the ironclad rule of competitive sports.

"So my suggestion is..."

Chen Pengfei drew a long line on the timeline:

"Run for two years in the CKC (China Karting Championship) to build a solid foundation, win an annual championship to prove your consistency, and then consider other options."

This is the safest option and the only path most Chinese drivers will take.

however,

"How many two-year periods do I have?"

Luo Xiu suddenly interrupted him.

This was the first time he had interrupted Chen Pengfei.

Luo Xiu sat up, his lazy, energy-saving mode gone, replaced by an extremely aggressive one.

"Two years is too long."

Luo Xiu stood up and walked to the whiteboard.

He picked up the red marker, not looking at Chen Pengfei, but staring at the axis called "Time".

My hands are still shaking a bit after running the two-stroke.

But his penmanship was unusually resolute.

squeak--

The red pen tip made a sharp sound as it traced lines on the whiteboard.

He drew a circle at the "three-month" time point.

The circle was drawn crookedly, and the seal wasn't even connected.

"Three months."

Luo Xiu stared at the red circle, his voice as calm as if stating an established fact:

"I'm going to join F4 in three months."

"..."

At this moment, even Xu Zihao, who was used to big scenes, couldn't hold back.

"Three months? From go-karting novice to Formula One?"

Xu Zihao's eyes widened. "Are you crazy? Can your neck handle it? Don't you want it anymore?"

How did he go from not being able to even finish a two-stroke race car to making it into the F4 in just three months?

This is not just a technical issue; it's a matter of physiological limits.

It takes the average person several months just to get used to the G-forces of a go-kart.

If you go straight for F4, a match lasting several tens of minutes will have a sustained high lateral G-force, which would be enough to break Luo Xiu's neck right now.

In more serious cases, one might faint while navigating a high-speed curve.

Luo Xiu turned to face the crowd, extended the finger that was gradually regaining control, and gently tapped his temple.

"The technology and the track are in my mind; I've already run through them."

His tone was matter-of-fact, as if he were talking about a computer that needed an upgrade.

"The bottleneck right now is the hardware, or the body itself. Once I upgrade the hardware, I'll be able to operate it."

Arrogant, truly arrogant.

If anyone else had said those words, Chen Pengfei would have slapped them across the face long ago.

But coming from Luo Xiu's mouth, it made people feel...

Chen Pengfei stared at Luo Xiu for a full ten seconds.

But he couldn't see a trace of arrogance in the boy's eyes; he could only see a calmness that was almost inhuman.

This is more terrifying than arrogance.

"Do you know what this means?" Chen Pengfei's voice was somewhat agitated.

"I know." Luo Xiu pointed to his neck. "It's either upgrade or it's scrapped."

"it is good."

Chen Pengfei suddenly laughed.

His smile held a bloodthirsty excitement, as if this was the answer he had been waiting for most.

He took out his iPad, flipped through it for a while, and finally found a document, which he handed over.

Luo Xiu took the tablet. The cover of the document read: "Physical Enhancement Program: Hell Week".

"I have a sophisticated enhancement system designed for new professionals. Since you think you're quick-witted, let's see if your body can keep up with your brain."

"As long as you are willing to practice, it is not impossible to reach the F4 entry level in three months."

Luo Xiu looked down and turned to the first page.

A densely packed catalog of training programs.

Neck weight-bearing exercises, core anti-G training, aerobic endurance tests, reaction time tests... the schedule was packed from 6 a.m. to 10 p.m., leaving almost no room to breathe.

As Luo Xiu watched, his brows furrowed for the first time.

It's not because the training volume is too high.

Rather, it's because...

I usually live at school.

Luo Xiu closed the folder, a troubled expression on his face.

"The school is under complete lockdown; students can only leave on weekends. Since the school doesn't have these facilities, I can't leave either."

"Could you... provide a simplified version? Like one I can practice in my dorm?"

This is the shackle of reality.

He's a high school student, and he also has to serve time in another kind of prison.

"A simplified version?"

Xu Zihao, who had been silent until now, suddenly smiled.

He stepped forward, displaying a slightly spoiled, playboy-like demeanor, and casually took the tablet from Luo Xiu's hand.

"The word 'simplified version' doesn't exist in my dictionary."

Xu Zihao tapped the tablet screen, his tone as relaxed as if he were discussing the nice weather today.

"Leave the school problems to me. You just need to get ready to start sweating tomorrow."

Luo Xiu was taken aback: "The school doesn't allow us to bring these..."

"Then let the school allow us to bring them."

Xu Zihao interrupted him, a "that's what you call professional" smile playing on his lips, and pointed to the ceiling:

"Our family happens to have a small share in that school."

"..."

Looking at Xu Zihao's face when he activated his "money power," Luo Xiu suddenly found this rich man much more pleasing to the eye than before.

If Chen Pengfei is the craftsman who designs the road.

Xu Zihao was the bulldozer responsible for leveling all the weeds on the road.

"make a deal."

Luo Xiu stopped asking questions. Since there were no practical obstacles to consider, there was only one thing left to do.

Practice until you die, or practice to the point of exhaustion.

……

It was already dusk when everyone left the P room.

The last rays of the setting sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the empty rest area.

Dust particles floating in the air danced slowly in the beam of light, and everything fell silent, like the game's settlement screen in ACC.

Only the electronic screen on the wall, used to display lap times, was still emitting a faint glow.

The chart above displays the all-time fastest lap times in the two-stroke (Rotax DD2) class.

The original ID that dominated the rankings for five years and was considered an insurmountable god-like ID by Chen Pengfei was LKL.

At this moment, it was quietly pushed to second place.

At the very top of the list, a new name is shimmering with a purple light.

1. LUO——0:49.055

2. LKL——0:49.155

Leading LKL by 0.1 seconds, the new fastest lap time at the Nanshan Circuit was set when Luo Xiu took to the track for his second lap.

Nobody noticed this.

Xu Zihao didn't, Chen Pengfei didn't, and even Luo Xiu himself didn't glance in that direction before leaving.

It was like a silent handover ceremony.

In the quiet of the night, a boy experiencing go-karting for the first time, in a near-mad way, completed his first dialogue with God.

The exhausting first day is over.

But the legends and hell have only just begun.