Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

Chapter 209 Track ([-])

"Come with me quickly, and hurry to the changing room to change into the driver uniform." Gao Han pulled Qin Shou and walked quickly to the field, saying: "Put on this headgear, so that no one will find out that the driver has changed. Only insiders know about this, from now on your name is Marvin."

As Gao Han said, he stuffed a white sweat-proof headgear for racing cars into Qin Shou's hands. It looked like he had just bought it, and the packaging hadn't been opened yet.

This thing is usually chosen to be worn or not worn according to the driver's personal habits. Obviously, the poor driver named Marvin does not have this habit.

"Then I can't even win the top three." Qin Shou thought for a while. After all, the top three will be on the podium, and it is inevitable to take off the headgear at that time.

"Have a good time, and still want to be on the podium? You don't have to worry about affecting the driver's performance. That man named Marvin has never been in the top ten." Gao Han complained, paused and continued: "This time it is estimated It will be his best ever."

Qin Shou didn't say anything more when he heard the words. After all, it was already certain that this competition would not be completed, and it was not that important whether he won the podium or not.

Now I just hope that the one called Whip Lock will show up later so that Qin Shou can run more laps.

Not long after, Qin Shou changed into the driver's uniform and came to the station, and looked at the racing car that was being inspected.The car is mainly black, with a little yellow, and the driver's uniform is the same color.

Qin Shou smiled slightly, he liked this color.

Then the supervisor of the team showed Qin Shou the operation method of one side of the vehicle and the functions of the buttons on the steering wheel with a sullen expression.

As for the original driver Ma Wen, Qin Shou didn't see him at all, he probably went out for a drink.

After all, it is not easy to buy an F1 driver with money, because drivers who can drive professional F1 are basically from the second generation of wealth.

The one named Marvin might just barely compromise more.

"Remember, don't be aggressive when you get on the track. Safety is the most important thing." The team director reminded him again, but Qin Shou saw his beard trembling, and probably was on the verge of anger.

But the next moment, he seemed to be suddenly discouraged and said: "As for the ranking, let him go...that's already the case anyway."

Qin Shou adjusted the gloves, looked at the team director and said with a smile: "Actually, your team is pretty good, but the driver is too good...Maybe this time will be your best result."

Although Qin Shou already knew the result of the race, he still comforted the old man who had been racing for half his life.

Then Qin Shou stopped talking, picked up the steering wheel and sat in the racing car, looking at the buttons on the steering wheel, Qin Shou had already firmly remembered their functions in his mind.

Boom buzz!Boom buzz!
The roar of the engine on the track resounded through the sky, and the team's personnel were making final preparations for the racing car surrounding it.

Qin Shou raised his head and looked at the racing car in front of him. It seemed that Marvin's skills were really poor, and he actually ranked No.20, that is, the last one, the exclusive position for racing game players.

Just when Qin Shou was complaining in his heart, there was a sudden commotion in front of the track, and Stark, wearing a blue driver uniform, directly and openly robbed a car... In fact, it cannot be said to be rape in a certain sense. After all, he paid for the car.

"What's the purpose of owning a racing car? Of course it's a race, otherwise what's the point of owning a racing car?" Stark said in a strange way, to the media surrounded by him.

But thinking about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with what he said...

The poor original driver threw his helmet off in a rage and left.

It’s quite embarrassing to say, after all, a helmet costs tens of thousands, and it can’t be used again if it is dropped. This old man waved his hand and the income of ordinary families would be gone for more than a year.

Qin Shou shook his head helplessly, and continued to concentrate on familiarizing himself with his vehicle, ignoring those messy things for the time being.

Moments later, when the final tuning of the car was completed, the technician unplugged the data cable connected to the car and left the track.

Twenty ferocious beasts roared on the track, as if they couldn't wait, as soon as the time came, they would burst out with the energy they had accumulated for a long time and gallop out.

beep, beep, beep...

All the red signal lights were lit up, and the sky-shattering mechanical roar erupted all at once, and twenty racing cars sped out suddenly, like lightning!
Qin Shou couldn't help but get excited for a while, adrenaline pumped into his heart, but his brain was as calm as ice, where sensibility and rationality collided to the extreme, and he tried his best to collect all the information he could get, and then made the most accurate decision. Decide.

Although he has not yet formed the same muscle memory as other drivers, with his reaction speed far beyond ordinary people and his strong control over his body, he is still faster than everyone else.

However, Qin Shou did not overtake at the beginning. After all, the speed did not increase at that time, and overtaking rashly was too dangerous and accidents were likely to occur. Even if Qin Shou could react, he still had to consider other people.

After half a lap, Qin Shou seriously began to overtake one by one. He could find the most perfect route every time. Although he had not had systematic tactical training, every operation and every step of him seemed to be natural.

After another half lap, Qin Shou jumped from No.20 to No.[-] directly, and this inevitably attracted the attention of the audience and the commentator.

"Jerry, did I read it wrong, or was there a problem with the system? Ma Wen of the Leixun Racing Team overtook consecutively from No.20 to sixth place in just one lap!"

"No Tom, I think you read it right. The Lei Xun team, which has always been average or even poor in performance, is likely to be upset this year. Now it depends on whether he can continue to maintain his advantage. After all, this is a 260-kilometer race. In long-distance running, no one can guarantee that something will happen.”

Jerry continued: "Let's turn our attention to Mr. Stark, he is now in the No.8 position, my God, this is incredible for a driver who is playing for the first time, after all It's not easy to press the buttons on the steering wheel, and it seems that Mr. Stark is worthy of his name as a genius."

"It seems that this year's competition is interesting Jerry... Wow, what happened just now? Marvin went from first to first in the blink of an eye. Oh my God, he is now competing with second Gul'dan. After a fierce competition, it seems that Gul'dan is not willing to give away No. 1..."

Just as Tom was explaining excitedly, Jerry on the side suddenly interrupted him: "Wait, there seems to be something wrong on our track. A staff member suddenly jumped over the fence and came to the track. God, what is he doing? Did you take too many drugs!?"

Anton Vanke walked on the track swaggeringly, turning a blind eye to the speeding cars, and then saw him reaching out and tearing off the clothes on his chest.

Two long whips surging with electricity slipped out of his hands and fell to the ground. At the same time, the clothes on his body burned, revealing the crude armor underneath.

And the reactor on the chest is almost identical to Stark!
……

To be continued
(End of this chapter)